The Geo Archon and His Problem Children

[Reader's Notice: 1. The first three chapters contain quite a lot of introspection. If that's not your thing, feel free to skip them. 2. When I wrote Chapter 8, I was memorizing an introduction to Mao Zedong Thought. My writing skills were too weak to control the story, and I put in a lot of my own subjective feelings. I'll revise it later. For now, my recommendation is five stars. 3. Due to a major change in my state of mind, I can't write the extra chapters right now. I'll add them once I've adjusted.] A day-to-day account of a godlike big shot's leisurely retirement: raising kids, fighting monsters, raising kids, fighting monsters. Raising kids? One problem child? Sure. Two problem children? That's fine. Three problem children? I can manage. Four... What do you mean there's a whole bunch in the neighboring city too? No, no, I just remembered I have something else to do. I'm off. Fighting monsters? The first monster: Hmph, weakling. And then Kid One: Mr. Zhongli, leave it to me! The second monster: Heh, pathetic. And then Kid Two: Mr. Zhongli, watch this! The third monster: Oh, what a loser. And then Kid Three: Mr. Zhongli, you don't need to bother with this one! The next one... Mr. Zhongli...! Zhongli: You know I'm the strongest, right...? Even stronger than that Six-Eyes guy. The kids, starry-eyed: Mr. Zhongli, praise me, praise me... Zhongli: ... My children, you did very well. Everyone knows the Emperor is surrounded by only two kinds of people: Emperor fanatics and twisted Emperor fanatics. What's our goal? Our goal is the stars and the sea! (And Mr. Zhongli!) + [Coming soon] Let's Do Something Useful, Barbatos! The story of an irresponsible Barbatos who winds up in a world full of man-eating demons and is forced to work. "O imprisoned souls, trust yourselves to me without fear. I shall play a song from on high and open the way to freedom for you." Theme: There is always hope in this world