The Green Tea NPC Is a Monster Farm Owner

[Please add my upcoming stories to your favorites! "Undercover Among the Organizers of a Survival Game," featuring an unhinged, ruthless heroine, and "Going Crazy at Crime Scenes [Infinite]," featuring a deranged heroine.] After the full-dive game "Soul Summoner" came out, people went inside to kill monsters and strike it rich. An Rou, however, transmigrated into the game as an NPC. She had to give players clues and help them make money, while trying to sell her family's abandoned farm to make ends meet. But she'd dreamed of owning a farm her whole life! An Rou had had enough. She could see every player's game panel and hear the thoughts of the devouring ghosts... Who'd put up with this any longer? Let's team up with the devouring ghosts and get rich! Recruiting devouring ghosts, manipulating players' favorability, giving them false clues... Soon, a mass grave appeared on the farm, with the occasional boom, boom, boom... Players dropping dead could even yield gold coins. The game designer was a genius! - A group of miserable players appeared on the game forum. No matter what they tried, every time they revived, they died again, until they were logged out for good. [Can someone please help me find where my corpse is?!] [What kind of asshole buries my corpse?!] [This is hopeless. Even the guild can't find my body!!!] The major guilds launched an urgent investigation and discovered a mysterious farm: fields of grain and vegetables, lavish houses and buildings, the works! Most importantly, the young farm owner's property was surrounded by a crowd of high-level devouring ghosts, and the rewards were incredible! All the players went wild: [This has to be an SSS-rank quest!] [The boss must be the Ghost King! Let's all charge in!] An Rou: Oh no, I opened a farm and accidentally turned it into the ultimate dungeon... Well then, welcome? [TIPS] 1. The heroine is an NPC, a penny-pincher and a green tea schemer. There is a male lead; he's not just a background character. 2. Player death = loss of game access. Nobody dies in the real world. == Upcoming: "Undercover Among the Organizers of a Survival Game" == There are immortal mountains overseas, but they're no paradise. Instead, they're a blood-soaked battleground in a world where martial arts have resurged. The mountains descended above an isolated prison built jointly by countries around the world, drawing in tens of thousands of infamous criminals and unleashing a bloody fight for survival. You Yin had long yearned to go there. As if her wish had come true, she was unexpectedly swept into the immortal mountains. But she wasn't a player. She was a member of the "Ancient Martial Arts Clan," the organizers of the survival game. With poor natural aptitude and a sickly constitution, she had no hope of passing the clan's trials and was about to be eliminated from within. Her only hope lay in the elixirs, techniques, and divine weapons that had caused such havoc among the players. You Yin was calm: Of course the organizers know what's going on behind the scenes. As a member of the organizing team, wouldn't it be easy to dig up information about the dungeons and their treasures? The elixirs are mine. The techniques are mine. The divine weapons are mine, too. The treasure map is fake? The pill bottle is empty? The manual is a book of blank pages? The divine weapon is a cheap knockoff? What does that have to do with me? If the players are angry, they can take it up with my superiors! Martial arts cultivation doesn't happen overnight. Even with countless treasures at her disposal, You Yin would need at least a decade to make them her own and pass the clan trials. You Yin was still calm: Isn't that convenient? Her time flowed at a different rate from birth. - The players are all convicts, so there's no need to show mercy. The Ancient Martial Arts Clan created the survival game with ulterior motives, so there's even less reason to go easy on them. You Yin was in the middle of a killing spree when, unexpectedly, someone saw through her disguise and recognized her. The old acquaintance's face darkened. "Did you forget something?" You Yin: "What? Oh, the informant." The highest-ranking gold-badge informant in the International Police Force. She smiled calmly. "Isn't this convenient? The criminals have been brought to justice, and the Ancient Martial Arts Clan has been wiped out. You can take them back and call it a job well done." The old acquaintance: "..." == Upcoming: "Going Crazy at Crime Scenes [Infinite]" == In many horror-mystery stories, there's a character who babbles incoherently, acting crazy as they guide people toward the truth. Wei Jin transmigrated into just such a character. [Your task is simple: guide people to the truth, or watch the truth get buried.] Wei Jin: "?" Could you listen to the nonsense coming out of your own mouth? [If the truth is buried, everyone will die. Your task is to survive within the rules.] Wei Jin: "Wait a second! Do the rules let me go crazy at the killer?" [?] Theme: Aspiring to be the boss.