I Returned to the Modern World and Got Rich with Black-Tech Crafting

[Blurb for the upcoming stories A Guide to Running an Interdimensional Inn and Starting Out with a Shelter below] Ye Shaoguang traveled back to the modern world from the cultivation realm. Facing an empty home and her mother's serious illness, she sighed at how tough life was: "First, I'll earn a tiny billion or so." The artifact-refining master returned to her old profession and identified what people needed. One miraculous device after another appeared out of nowhere. The fully automatic insect trap became a blessing for anyone plagued by mosquitoes and flies; the hair-revitalizing comb saved countless bald heads; the Dream Pillow promised restful sleep and relaxation; the immersive holographic pod sparked a new gaming craze; the little pet spirits offered lifelong companionship; and temperature-regulating, protective clothing saved people from hardship... Netizens sneered: "It's 3030, and you still believe in this scam? Where's your brain?" Not long afterward... "Help, it actually works?! When will it be restocked? When will it go on sale? My bald head really needs this!!!" "Move aside! I never said anything bad about it, so I'm going first. I just want a good night's sleep, please!" "Please, take care of the mosquitoes in the south first, okay? I don't want to ride one to work!!!" - At an interview one day: "As chairman and chief inventor of the world's number one technology company, what do you think of netizens calling you the 'successor to the System of Black Technology'?" Ye Shaoguang: "Ah, I'm actually a cultivator... You should learn about all-purpose artifact refiners. Industrial technology uses materials, and artifact refiners use materials too. How is artifact refining not technology?" Become the artifact refiner closest to technology, the scientist most devoted to cultivation, and the strongest and richest person in the world. That's me! - Upcoming stories: the survival and hoarding story Starting Out with a Shelter, and the fantasy management story A Guide to Running an Interdimensional Inn. Their blurbs are below. Several completed stories in my author column: the magical-plant farming story Returning to the Modern World to Grow Magical Plants, Which Took the World by Storm; the survival adventure story Starting Out with a Raft; the card-drawing management story My First Resort Island Came from a Lucky Draw; and the magical-plant farming and jade gambling story The First Interstellar Magical Plant Master, among others. - Upcoming story: A Guide to Running an Interdimensional Inn After Cheng Xin failed to find a job once again, she had no choice but to return to her hometown and inherit the hot spring inn her grandmother left behind. Business was dead. Then one day, she opened the door and someone tumbled inside. From then on, the unremarkable little inn began receiving extraordinary guests from all sorts of planes. When Cheng Xin opened the door: A guest with bloodshot eyes stared at her, the smell of the apocalypse still clinging to him. "Do you have any food? Do you want guns, gold, or a zombie vaccine?" The next time she opened the door: A guest who had escaped from a horror game lay down on the spot. "Let me sleep. You can take whatever parts you want from me to cover the room fee." One day, Cheng Xin stared gravely at a pile of fist-sized pearls. She had just one tiny question: "Did you cry all of these?" The mermaid nodded innocently and gazed at her eagerly. "Are these enough to buy a hot spring session? If not, I have more." Cheng Xin: "Not to mention the fact that you might get boiled alive in there... Stop crying. You'll clog up the hot springs!" Turning around, Cheng Xin snapped, "I'll say it again: even sword immortals have to use the door. If you crash, this inn isn't liable! And if a mechanical warrior gets stuck in the ceiling, you're staying here to do manual labor until you've paid for the damage!" "And you! There are no lost magic circles in the projector! This is the third one your plane has tried to swipe! Offering magic potions as collateral won't work either!" Looking at her harmonious, chaotic, wonderful, dog-eat-dog inn, Cheng Xin sighed up at the sky. "All I did was wish for thriving business and an easy life with lots of money!" - Upcoming story: Starting Out with a Shelter An apocalypse game descended, and overnight, all of humanity found themselves in the wilderness, where monsters and natural disasters appeared one after another. Huo Sheng looked at the drafty shelter with its bare walls. ...Let's set a small goal first: build a fully stocked warehouse measuring a thousand square meters. What? No materials? Huo Sheng sighed deeply. "It's not like I want to do this. Why are those tree monsters on the other side avoiding my shelter? Is it really that scary? It's only one, two, three... eight, nine, ten weapons pointed at you. I really just want to borrow a tiny bit of wood to build a house!" Theme: Knowledge changes the world; sharing creates a better life