I Am Their Glorious Homeland

[Complete. No contact about pirated copies. Written purely to indulge my personal tastes and let my imagination run wild. Please read the author’s note before starting!] Yun Sheng was the consciousness of a planet somewhere in the universe. With his own resources and power, he nurtured an adorable species. His little ones were hardworking, brave, and excellent at correcting their mistakes. Together, Yun Sheng and his people fought storms, repelled foreign enemies, and even battled the insect race. They had become a powerful species. But after one upheaval after another, Yun Sheng was left battered and broken, and eventually fell into a deep sleep. But it didn’t matter. His species and civilization would spread throughout the universe and live on endlessly. Until one day, Yun Sheng woke groggily in some corner of the galaxy. Holding an ear of corn, he listened with great interest as a space hunter recounted the glorious history of that mad species, the Gabels. When the story reached its horrifying parts, everyone saw tears streaming down his face. Before anyone could comfort the delicate-looking young man and tell him not to be afraid, he hugged his corn and sobbed, “That’s so sad, just so sad. They were mocked, suppressed, and ostracized. How could they be so pitiful?” My heart hurts so much. Everyone: ...??? Who’s pitiful??? * The Gabels were famous throughout the universe for being a race of lunatics. They had a unique ability to divide themselves, and were active in every corner of the cosmos. They were powerful, cruel, cold, and unreasonable. Aside from targeting the spacefaring insect race, they were best at plundering resources everywhere. They had even tried several times to abduct and study consciousnesses born from planets that had developed sentience. Their king, Su Er, had existed since the species first appeared. He led them in slaughtering the insect race and seizing vast territories. He was a tyrant without question. Everyone feared the Gabels, but no one knew Their hearts had died hundreds of years ago, along with their one and only god, their one and only home. Until they heard that familiar voice again: “Corn is so delicious! I love corn! I’m going to plant corn all over myself. Then I can raise so many little ones!” Their one and only home, their one and only god...! #Sob, my little ones have suffered so much. Wait for me, I’ll grow corn and feed you all# #Move this bit of home over there, shift that bit of home over here. Sob, supreme and glorious god, you’ve endured so much# #The innocent bystanders watching the drama: Who’s suffering here...? Seriously?!# Reader’s guide: ① Entirely centered on the protagonist. Our precious Ball is the best in the world, though this isn’t a completely invincible story~ A 200,000-character, medium-length novel written to indulge my tastes. I’ll finish the fun soon and move on to the topic I promised to write. If it’s not your thing, don’t start. Yay! ② Couple: a helpless-at-everyday-life, smiling protagonist who has lived a very long time and seems indifferent to everything, but has an eight-hundred-layer filter for his little ones; sweet on the outside, dark on the inside x a cold-faced, vicious and cruel tyrant who gets teased into tears and can think of nothing but the protagonist. Since the protagonist is a planetary consciousness, he’s older than the love interest. They’ve both lived a long time, but it’s still an older-bottom/younger-top pairing (nods). The protagonist has a youthful build, and there’s a height and size difference between them. ③ [Important] My writing style is well established and won’t change. This story is purely for indulging my tastes, with plenty of random things I like. It’s written differently from my other works, with no restraints in either style or description. If anything bothers you, please leave as soon as possible using the free chapters [no need to tell me]. It’s a short story, so I don’t need advice or criticism about what makes you uncomfortable. Don’t tell me if you drop it; maybe we’ll meet again in another book~ ④ No ship wars or disruptive comments. Respect one another, and use the report button if you see an argument. [The cover is a template bought from a Taobao shop, similar to the character design, but not unique.] Pre-release 1: When the Gods Decide to Die Synopsis: When Fei Que decided to die, he transmigrated into a strange laboratory. There was a cacophony in his ears, the smell of blood spread through the air, and his body temperature was dropping. He couldn’t tell if it was because he was too cold or in too much pain... But it didn’t matter. Fei Que kept his eyes closed. He was useless and had no desire to live. In fact, he had been looking forward to death for a long time Then the incubation chamber opened, and the noise and light outside flooded in all at once. Fei Que was forced to open his eyes and met a pair of startled eyes. Under his indifferent gaze, the other person froze for a moment, then sighed. “...Oh dear. This is bad.” * Gods of Many Factions is a slowly updated original slice-of-life comic about the everyday lives of gods from various factions in a modern world where they deal with supernatural entities. It is known for its gorgeous art and heartwarming family drama, and is short, sweet, and fun. What readers are most curious about is the god associated with the divine core that the gods of several factions keep talking about, but who has yet to appear. Then one day, the comic updated. The gods had cleared out a mad laboratory that researched supernatural entities and gods. As they cheerfully discussed what to eat on their way back, Xi Chuan, a god of the dark faction, opened a sealed incubation chamber before completely destroying the place. After a brief moment of bewilderment, he carried out a boy. A quiet boy with divine eyes, just like the other gods. #He is the treasure and beloved of all the gods# #So they must hold on to him at all costs, even when they’re furious enough to nearly fall apart# #But when a god decides to die, how can you make him stay?# Pre-release 2: Please Feed the Villainous Little Dragon Properly! Synopsis: Jiguang was born into the Blue Dragon clan, which ruled over the waters, but he was a little dragon with snow-white scales. His unusual coloring and frail body made the other young dragons shun him. His magic also tended to go out of control, so the other dragons always painted him as a villain who bullied them. His parents and older brother never believed him, and didn’t like him either. The little dragon grew up all alone and left home on an ordinary day. Jiguang wandered into the human world. The rows of towering skyscrapers and countless magical technologies left the hungry country-bumpkin dragon utterly amazed. But the dragon was nearly starving. He’d survived along the way by nibbling on wildflowers, wild fruit, and discarded construction materials. After searching the human world, he still couldn’t find anything suitable to eat. The dragon felt wronged: They... they keep everything way too clean! Then the little dragon found a fertile plot of land enclosed by a fence. He carefully changed back into his true form, crouched at the entrance, and picked up food dropped by the agricultural school at the First University of Magical Technology. Tomatoes? Delicious. Potatoes? Delicious! Sugarcane? Super, unbelievably delicious! * Pu Yun recently noticed something strange in his experimental fields. The crops that fell to the ground were always picked clean. Even the “silver-ring” sugarcane next door, which someone had stubbornly said they were saving for seeds, had been completely gnawed up... Are you a Taotie or something? How are your teeth so strong?! The surveillance footage showed only a fast-moving white blur. A cat? A fox? A magical beast? He stroked his chin and tried leaving it some food. Fruit: likes it, especially sugarcane. Vegetables: so-so, especially dislikes chewing leaves. Other spicy foods: not testing those for now. Later, more and more members of the group tried to feed the unidentified creature. They were tired of sucking up to that chosen one, and their past failures had put an end to their competitive ambitions. They just wanted to do their own research in a remote corner of the First University of Magical Technology. They had recently found a new pastime. Then one day, Pu Yun walked into the group meeting room with a strange expression, carrying a snow-white little dragon whose soul seemed to be leaving its body. “Who slipped houttuynia cordata into the food?!” You’ve poisoned the dragon to death!! Theme: Never forget your original aspirations. Keep striving, and you’ll eventually get an answer.