Building Infrastructure in a Chaotic, Famine-Stricken World with 3D Modeling

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What's it like to transmigrate to ancient times and find yourself on the verge of dying from the start?

The previous second, Sheng Heping was drunk at a celebration banquet for winning an award in architectural modeling. The next, she was lying in a war-torn ancient world amid a famine, about to starve to death.

But dying was out of the question. Life had to go on.

Luckily, heaven sent her a modeling System. She happily started building herself a little settlement, never expecting to meet so many people on the verge of dying, just like she had been when she first transmigrated, while chopping wood, catching fish, and picking fruit.

Sheng Heping had no choice but to keep bringing people home. She gathered more and more until she had built a small base.

System: Congratulations, Host! Your base has been upgraded!

Sheng Heping: Your System's criteria are seriously ridiculous.

But now that she'd brought them all home, could she really throw them back out? They needed food to eat and clothes to wear, didn't they?

Sheng Heping kept shaking the System until it spat out supplies. There wasn't enough, there was never enough!

This damn life was unbearable for even one more day.jpg

Through her hard work (under duress), the base grew bigger and bigger, and its technology became more and more advanced.

Sheng Heping held a refreshing osmanthus brew, with an assortment of delicate pastries giving off a sweet aroma beside her, and lounged on a semi-open balcony, gazing into the distance.

All around her stretched boundless wheat fields, where farmers busily worked modern machinery to bring in a good harvest that year.

This scene, so utterly unlike anything found in other territories, filled countless refugees fleeing war and famine with longing, and they kept pouring in.

Naturally, Sheng Heping's base expanded yet again.

Until one day...

System: Host, wake up! Get up and accept the whole world!

Sheng Heping: ???

----Romance Version----

Rumor had it there was a cat in the Lord's manor, but no one had ever seen it.

As everyone knew, rumors passed from mouth to mouth were usually the least reliable.

By the time this rumor reached General Ling, it had become a bizarre story that supposedly involved him. Every new recruit under his command came to ask him about it.

Unable to stand it any longer, Ling Jiangsu turned around, kicked open the door to Sheng Heping's residence, and found the culprit fiddling with her models, her mouth full of little biscuits.

Sheng Heping often teased Ling Jiangsu, the human-shaped cat who had been her first follower, watching him bristle to relieve stress.

When confronted by the cat, she just babbled that she had no idea what he was talking about.

Sheng Heping: Come to think of it, you've never called me big sister. How about giving it a try?

Ling Jiangsu: ...No!

Sheng Heping raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Haven't you heard the saying, 'If a younger man won't call you big sister, he's got something on his mind'? You don't happen to like me, do you?"

Ling Jiangsu bristled and ran off. "Only an idiot would like you!"

She never imagined that years later, Ling Jiangsu would show up with a grand wedding procession and forcefully ask for her hand in marriage.

Sheng Heping laughed in exasperation. "What was it you said back then about liking me?"

Ling Jiangsu leaned close, took her chin in his hand, and murmured, "Then, will you marry an idiot like me?"

1v1, mutually devoted, female lead focuses on her career

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Zhou Henglan was a modern woman. While out shopping, she unexpectedly came across a chance to become a cultivator.

Other people's opportunities came in the form of treasures, but hers meant sleeping and making delicious food.

The other cultivators looked at her with pity, but she was delighted. A way to cultivate without fighting was perfect for a lazybones like her!

After Zhou Henglan had cooked herself many meals, eaten her fill, and raised her level a little, she had a sudden thought.

What if she took on a few disciples?

She decided to do just that, gathering a few pitiful youngsters with spiritual roots and settling with them at a spiritual vein rich in energy.

They cultivated there, while Zhou Henglan occasionally went out on adventures and brought back cultivation manuals.

Before long, her disciples had taken disciples of their own, and their disciples had taken disciples too.

Zhou Henglan thought it was time to establish a cultivation sect!

So the dozen or so of them founded a tiny, shabby sect that only they knew about.

After eating her last spiritual meal, Zhou Henglan felt tired. She told her disciples she was going into seclusion, then slept straight through to several thousand years later.

When she woke up in her cave dwelling and saw the towering, magnificent buildings, she was dumbfounded.

W-was this still her little shabby sect?

A disciple she didn't recognize was passing by. He pointed at her in a panic and shouted, "The Grand Elder has come back to life!"

Theme: Unity is strength