After Feeding The Miniature People’s Kingdom In The Post-apocalyptic World

An unexpected visitor wandered into the Lego shop Qin Zhiyuan had built.

A palm-sized miniature person looked up at him pitifully, asking for help and a drink of water.

After a moment's thought, he opened a bottle of refreshing Nongfu Spring

and set the water-filled cap in front of the wide-eyed little person.

In an apocalyptic world, plants and animals mutate, disasters strike without end, and danger lurks everywhere.

Humanity's supplies dwindle away, bodies litter the land, and despair takes hold.

An unremarkable shop appears out of nowhere and quietly opens for business.

Bottles of mineral water taller than people, soft bread big enough to use as a sofa,

noodles several meters long, talking parrots that can carry people through the sky,

remote-controlled tanks racing at full speed, and cannons made of fireworks…

The owner of the magical shop rescues humanity from its dire plight,

bringing new hope to a miniature world on the brink of despair.

Please add this to your reading list. My next book will be "After Reclaiming the Land, I Found a Disabled Northeastern Tiger Beastman"

Lin Yanqiu read an infuriating, brainless novel in which a powerful, tragic villain was brutally killed by the hypocritical hero.

One day, he transmigrated into a book and became a fluffy rabbit beastman with little fighting ability. The person lying behind him was none other than the villain, Cang Lin, a Northeastern tiger beastman.

Cang Lin was the strongest in the tribe, but his trusted follower and the treacherous protagonist conspired against him. His legs were left crippled, and he was gravely wounded and near death.

His other underlings had already fled in terror. Only Lin Yanqiu, a cannon-fodder character who had just arrived, was a step too slow and stood there alone.

Lin Yanqiu looked at the gravely injured, unconscious tiger beastman, a “Northeastern golden tiger,” then at the ongoing torrential-rain disaster and the System panel that had lit up. He gripped the hoe in his hands.

He chopped wood and cut grass, mixed mud and built a home. He went from a drafty grass hut to a wooden house that kept out the wind and rain, tilled the land, dug channels to bring in water, and turned a barren hillside strewn with rocks into a thousand acres of fertile farmland.

Potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn thrived in the fields, growing faster and yielding far more than the native crops of the beast world. Tender greens and crisp, sweet radishes sprouted one after another, completely replacing the bitter wild vegetables that were so hard to swallow.

He cooked, turning tough beast meat tender and fragrant; gathered wild fruit and flower nectar to brew sweet, refreshing fruit drinks and honey syrups; and wove nets to catch plump, delicious fish, shrimp, crabs, and clams…

Eventually, he simply opened the first shop in the beast world.

Fruit and vegetables, dried meat, sweet fruit drinks, and practical farming tools: these rare and useful goods were a game-changing advantage in such a backward world. Beastmen from nearby tribes flocked to his shop without end.

The small tribe, once run-down and backward and looked down on by everyone, gradually changed under his care.

Its storehouses filled with grain, its houses stood in neat rows, and no one went hungry anymore. Before long, it had become a peaceful haven that people across the continent longed to join.

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When Cang Lin reverted to his true Northeastern tiger form, he was enormous, with thick, gleaming fur and half-lidded golden eyes. He looked fearsome, yet let the rabbit beastman in his arms rub his soft ears against him to his heart's content.

He once thought he would die in darkness and despair. He never imagined that this resilient man, with his love of farming and cooking, would pull him out of the abyss and give him a new life.

The Northeastern tiger, once violent, cruel, and decisive in killing, showed tenderness and loyalty to Lin Yanqiu.

His enormous paws gently encircled the little rabbit in his arms, shielding him completely as he stayed by his side to guard the home they had reclaimed together.

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A completed book by a friend, in the same genre: "Life as a Doomsday Lord"

Crimson rain fell without warning, and buildings melted like chocolate.

Human civilization was corroded away overnight.

Along with the acid rain came the merciless “Doomsday Game.”

Torrential rain, sandstorms, scorching droughts, bitter winter cold…

Fishing, gathering, chopping wood, farming and stockpiling food, selling potions and equipment,

unlocking buildings, constructing defenses, cooking delicious food, and building a safe zone,

Wen Lin worked hard to build her territory in the face of disaster.

From a tumbledown thatched hut to a wooden house, a brick home, and a detached villa;

from a shelter the size of a sports field to a base with thousands of acres of farmland;

from starting with ten copper coins to mountains of gold and immense wealth;

from going hungry to having delicious food everywhere, its aroma drifting for miles…

As the disasters grew more intense, one territory after another fell and disappeared.

One day, on a whim, Wen Lin opened the rankings.

Huh? How had her little ramshackle territory survived its way to first place on the entire list?!

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