Cyberpunk Primordial World

Yuan Yi'an, formerly the toughest food streamer on the entire internet, opened his eyes, and his pupils nearly burst!

In a sterile room, Nuwa wore white gloves as she "kneaded earth to create humans." A thunderous crash rang out in the distance: Gonggong had piloted a giant mech into Mount Buzhou and knocked it down. The Four Seas Dragon Clan's official website had a new product: deep-sea-farmed Wenyao fish, specially supplied in generous quantities at a discount. He looked up... The core processor of the "Heavenly Dao" glimmered with a cold blue light.

The Primordial World? This was clearly cyber-mythology!

Even worse, the legendary "Jade Nectar," said to prolong life, tasted like motor oil mixed with expired nutrient solution?!

The professional DNA of a former food streamer stirred!

Lu bone soup so delicious it made your eyebrows fall off; braised Wenyao fish whose aroma carried for miles; roasted mushrooms with Shangfu, delicious beyond compare; crispy fried Feiyi that made the little deity next door drool; and Henggong fish with smoked plum soup, tangy and appetizing... While the gods still relied on nutrient solutions to fill their stomachs, the sign of Yuan's Little Restaurant, carrying the culinary genes of the entire Earth, came crashing into this bizarre, high-tech Primordial World!

Bonus scene:

Tushan Ye ran away from home!

As a freedom-loving nine-tailed fox, of course he had to take an impromptu trip!

Unfortunately, he had everything ready except enough fuel. His spaceship ran out of fuel and was forced to land on a barren planet.

He sighed and lamented. Then a disheveled figure rushed into the cave where he was temporarily sheltering, full of vibrant energy and so mouthwatering he made one's mouth water.

Content advisory: The high-tech Primordial World setting is unusual. The love interest is a tech geek who doesn't help much with the protagonist's main storyline and mostly just keeps him company. The protagonist is very stubborn.

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A stern, traditional daddy on the surface but a nurturing man-mom at heart seme x an adorable airhead on the surface but a brilliant, unflappable genius uke

Forced by his family to go on a blind date with a good-for-nothing whom the wealthy circle all agreed was useless, Shen Quanjun didn't really mind.

After all, however much of a good-for-nothing he was, he was still a good-looking good-for-nothing.

But in the third month of their marriage, Shen Quanjun happened to discover that this young man, who usually seemed unable to do a thing for himself or tell one grain from another, had dealt with a company freeloader with just one phone call.

Shen Quanjun: "...What other surprises are you hiding from me?"

Lin Qingxiang smiled sweetly. "Take a guess?"

Shen Quanjun realized that the "good-for-nothing" whom the wealthy circle had dismissed seemed a little different from what he had imagined.

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With graduation from his senior year of college approaching, Lin Qingxiang planned to lie flat after graduating, live off his savings, and become a happy rich second-generation layabout. Then his dear mother threatened to make him go on a blind date with another oddball from the wealthy circles!

No problem. If he had to go on a blind date, he could lie flat anywhere.

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It was just that Lin Qingxiang felt his contract-marriage partner wasn't quite the same as the man who had made all those harsh declarations before the wedding. He didn't seem like the stern, traditional daddy he presented himself as. He was clearly a man-mom!

The second month of their contract marriage:

Lin Qingxiang casually complained, "I don't want to make these reports..."

Shen Quanjun: "It's fine. Leave them there, I'll do them for you."

Lin Qingxiang: _(:3"∠ )_

The sixth month of their contract marriage:

As they passed a flower shop, Lin Qingxiang casually remarked, "Wow! These sunflowers are so pretty!"

Shen Quanjun: "We don't have a vase at home."

The next day, Lin Qingxiang looked at the sunflowers in the new vase: (｡･ω･｡)

Lin Qingxiang blushed. "You talk tough, don't you~"

Shen Quanjun: "..."

With only one month left on their contract:

Lin Qingxiang got sick and couldn't help throwing a tantrum. "I just want the steamed dumplings from the place downstairs. I don't want anything else!"

Twenty minutes later, besides the steamed dumplings, there was also the sweet porridge he usually loved.

Lin Qingxiang: (●♡∀♡)

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But thinking of how soon their contract would end, Lin Qingxiang: Withering.jpg

Shen Quanjun: "I just made a decision that goes against my ancestors' wishes."

Lin Qingxiang: "?"

Shen Quanjun smiled gently and held up a photo of the torn contract for Lin Qingxiang to see. "Do you think we can put it back together when it's torn this badly?"

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P.S.:

Contract marriage, married first and falling in love later. Sweet and satisfying, with no angst. Come on in!

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