The Evil God's Daily Life: Fixing a Broken House and Raising Cats

Please add my upcoming novel to your collection: Global Livestream: I Became a God on the Day I Got an N-Rank Card Blurb: After being fired, Shen Ye downloaded a little game about repairing a broken-down house and rescuing people. Yes, the kind of formulaic ad you see all the time. You start with a shabby little house and either a mother and daughter or a beautiful woman who are about to freeze to death. Players have to fix up the house so they can get through a warm winter. But the gameplay in the videos always makes your blood pressure rise. They cover the windows with newspapers and smash the walls with a hammer, freezing the characters to death and causing the game to end in failure. In a fit of anger, you click on the ad, only to find some match-three game or clicker instead. The actual game is nothing like the ad. Shen Ye downloaded it out of boredom, too, but this time the game was exactly as advertised. The only strange thing was that the game's art style was a little dark. The player had to rescue a cute, chibi black kitten. It was a cute take on a dark art style. Believing that cute things are always right, Shen Ye plunged straight in. Shen Ye became absorbed in the daily routine of petting and raising a cat in the game: fixing the black kitten's house, gathering supplies, and teaching him to avoid danger. Later, when the kitten grew up, Shen Ye watched him go on adventures and make new friends, occasionally sending him all kinds of things. Shen Ye was happy for him, but also felt like a lonely old man abandoned by his family. Then one day, the black kitten and his friends found themselves in mortal danger. Shen Ye, watching from outside the screen, was frantic with worry. At that moment, the game asked him: Do you want to save him? Yes or no Shen Ye decisively chose yes. Blurb 2: The world had been plagued by anomalies for a long time. The Anomaly Management Bureau, which handled aberrations, recently discovered that downloading a certain game granted people the special abilities everyone longed for. No matter what they tried, they couldn't get through the game's screening process. Because the game's god would not allow it. The god was neither righteous nor wicked, neither good nor evil. A prophet once foretold: [The god's gifts have long since come with a clearly marked price.] [It wanders through a dimension above time and space, summoned by despair, carrying the scent of death as it descends upon the mad apocalypse.] That is the [Evil God: Face of Death] Shen Ye's friend, a member of the Management Bureau, accidentally let the secret slip while drunk. Shen Ye: Hm? Are they looking for me? Probably not. I'm just an ordinary programmer who loves raising cats. No one could find the god, because wherever the god went became the most dangerous place, and no one dared approach. Until one day, a terrifying monster appeared in the real world. Under its crushing pressure, all the superhumans were unable to move, let alone save the world. They could only watch helplessly as the world was destroyed. Torrential rain, tsunamis, earthquakes, and all kinds of disasters were about to descend, and people could only wait for death in despair. Just then, a figure appeared in the sky and slashed at the monster that blotted out the heavens. The monster was dismembered. Then an impossibly holy hand reached through the clouds and seized the monster's corpse, which had nearly crashed down and destroyed the world. Everyone stared in stunned disbelief. The god couldn't be bothered with them, yet had saved them. . Shen Ye had just used the app to collect fresh prey killed by his little one and was cooking at home, wondering: Would this prey taste bad? Would my little one dislike it? Could it help the little one, who's stopped growing, reach 180 centimeters? Xie Jingyu leaned over his back, his cat ears twitching as he reminded him in a gloomy voice: Big brother, please don't call me little one or mention my height, okay? Shen Ye: Sure thing, little one. No problem, little one. Xie Jingyu: ...How about trying that in bed, big brother? Shen Ye looked down: Sorry, I don't play those wicked games. #Yeah, right!# #Who was the one who got so excited last night and asked me to call him Daddy?# Couple: A calm, experienced, sharp-tongued, scheming control freak gong x a tsundere, clingy black cat shou with outrageous combat strength Reader's Guide: 1. They switch worlds. 2. Older gong, both strong, devoted to one another, protective and mutually doting. No switching roles, no reversals. 3. Everyone-misinterprets-everything style + behind-the-scenes style + god secret identity + villain Boss secret identity Upcoming novel blurb: The ruler Que Chen had conquered a foreign continent and subjugated its many races. He yawned, fell asleep, and woke up back before he had transmigrated. He was once again the unlucky guy who had been framed and forcibly expelled from school. Que Chen slowly typed a question mark: Where are my kingdom, my lands, and my chief judge? Where have they all gone? To get everything he'd lost back, Que Chen entered a globally livestreamed, god-created game world. Then, by accident, he broke a record: the record for the lowest-ranked player! Other players started with at least an S-rank card. Que Chen started with just his own N-rank card, which was even worse than an ordinary N-rank card! After all, the card's portrait showed a shabby five-year-old child who could only use low-level healing magic and cowered in a cage. Anyone could see that this card would only hold him back! The world erupted: Some people cursed: Fine, fine! Your personal card represents your potential as a player. How could someone this useless get an invitation when I can't even get in? Some advised: If you abandon your personal card and bind a secondary card you draw in a dungeon, you might at least survive a little longer. Some laughed at him: Come on, let's place bets. How long do you think he'll last? Some bet ten days, others five, others three. Que Chen ignored every rumor and insult, carefully placing the N-rank card against his heart. This was his Ludwig. There could never be a better personal card. . Watching him, the audience all laughed: This is hilarious. Has this guy never seen the world? He treats an N-rank card like it's precious! But at this moment, they knew nothing. They would soon see the holy and proud Heavenly Clan, the arrogant and domineering Demon Clan, the elegant and cold Elves, the wild and flamboyant Beastfolk, and the sinister and dangerous Undead Clan... All would come at his command, bow to him, and call him their king. And the most ruthless, lofty Angelic Chief Judge would descend beside Que Chen and bend down to kiss the back of his hand. "I've finally found you, my king." And their king would once again lead them in a charge toward the divine throne. Wherever the tip of the sword points is the king's domain. P.S. 1v1, both are each other's first and only, mutually devoted Message: Grow into a better version of yourself