Thriving in a Female-Dominated World

Upcoming stories: Please Add to Your Collection: Dear, Your Package Is Here and I'll Give the Country a Sphere!

Ji Yang was bound by an annoying thing called the Great Island Lord System.

She had just suffered the destruction of her country and the death of her family, ending with a sword at her throat. Then she was reborn as an orphan whose country had fallen and who was exiled a thousand miles away.

Fine. Life couldn't get any worse. All she had to do was summon people from another world to a deserted island and develop the infrastructure (and stir up trouble). She could handle that.

On a national holiday celebrated across China, an obscure game invaded the internet. Once you opened it, you couldn't close it.

At first:

Player: Hah, a matriarchal world? Anyone who plays this kind of thing is a dog.

Later:

Player: Woof woof woof woof!

Ji Yang looked at the 'little green-tea puppy,' 'reborn prime minister,' and 'gentle fiance' the players had brought back, and fell silent.

Little green-tea puppy: Sister, don't you like Yin'er anymore?

Reborn prime minister: In this life, I shall conquer the world for my sovereign.

Gentle fiance: Now that we're betrothed, only death can undo it.

Ji Yang smiled: Don't come near me. My heart belongs only to my career.

The players counted on their fingers: Every day, I must ask myself three times: Have I stirred up trouble? Have I stirred up trouble? Have I stirred up trouble?

#I wanted to build infrastructure, but in the end everything except the infrastructure went great

#Three men, one show

#A matriarchal world, absolutely

Reader's Guide

A matriarchal world means exactly that. No pursuit of equality.

There are love interests to choose from, and there will be regret and redemption.

The heroine is very clear-headed: her career is heaven, her career is earth, and her career is the most important thing of all.

Upcoming Story 1: I'll Give the Country a Sphere!

Other people find love around a corner. Ding Siyang transmigrated around one.

Having heard too many rumors, Ding Siyang decided to keep her ability to transmigrate a closely guarded secret so she wouldn't end up dissected.

That was until her second transmigration, when she nearly got burned to death by a fire snake. Ding Siyang scrambled into the local security office and cried, "I don't want to transmigrate anymore! Help me, sir!"

Security office big shot: ...Take her for a drug test.

Later, with the country backing her, Ding Siyang threw her weight around in another world, taking everything she could wherever she went.

In the year 332 of the Pole Star calendar, the whole world was mired in an energy crisis and a food crisis. Natural disasters caused by extreme cold and heat plagued every country on the planet.

But one country was an exception.

Kalan: One palm-sized energy card can power a household for a whole year. Neighboring country, want to hear more?

The neighboring Xionya, so short on energy it didn't even dare turn on its streetlights: ...I'll buy it!

Kalan: Toss in one sphere, get a whole stretch of clean water in return. You there, with the black water, interested?

Liyan, whose few freshwater rivers had become undrinkable after an accident: ...I'll buy it!

Kalan: Spend a month in the hospital and we'll cure all your illnesses. We're old rivals, but I won't forget you when there's something good. Want it?

Taiyuan, struggling to hold onto first place: Tch, I would never buy something like that...

Taiyuan's conglomerates immediately covered their leader's mouth: He's had too much to drink and doesn't know what he's saying. We'll buy it!

Ding Siyang: Having the country as my dad is a blessing.

Kalan: Having another world is a blessing for our country.

Other countries (gritting their teeth, saying the opposite of what they mean): Having Kalan is a blessing for our Pole Star.

2. Dear, Your Package Is Here

Chen Yang was an ordinary small-time owner of a delivery shop. She had no grand ambitions.

She had only one goal: to deliver every package to its recipient whole and safe.

Although her recipients were all strange, to say the least.

World One:

With their homeland in ruins and their enemies ruthless, the resistance squad led by Yu Fuke was trapped in a snowy forest, on the verge of death. Their only regret was that they might never see their homeland restored.

Chen Yang wore a red vest and rode an electric scooter. "You ordered self-heating meals, right? Three boxes. Sign here."

Yu Fuke: ??? How did you break through the enemy lines?

Chen Yang: I ran them over with my scooter.

Yu Fuke: !! With a two-wheeled scooter?

World Two:

The sun blazed overhead. Zombies roamed and plants mutated. Ten years after the apocalypse began, humanity could no longer remember what natural food tasted like.

The last drought-resistant plant painstakingly grown by the research institute failed, leaving Xia Wo devastated.

Chen Yang wore a green helmet and rode a little three-wheeler. "You ordered corn, cassava, and millet, right? Two bags of each. Sign here."

Xia Wo: ??? The zombies outside didn't eat you?

Chen Yang: I ran them over with my vehicle.

Xia Wo: !!! With an antique little three-wheeler?

World Three:

The heretical path had descended, controlling the young emperor and elevating the inferior over the superior. The sun and moon had lost their light.

Xu Yan, a disciple of the Cunzhen Sect, prayed to all the Buddhas and gods in the heavens, but not one answered. He had no choice but to admit that this world seemed to have been abandoned.

Chen Yang wore a Buddhist robe and drove a van. "You ordered a wood-carved set of Sun Wukong, Erlang Shen, and Nezha, right? Sign here."

Xu Yan: ???? What kind of gods are these?

Chen Yang: I ran them over with my vehicle.

Xu Yan: !!!!

Chen Yang: Oh, sorry. That just slipped out. They're gods from my world. Take them in.

Across three thousand worlds, braving wind and rain, overcoming every obstacle, all for the sake of delivering packages.

Theme: Keep living, keep striving.