Polar B&B: My Tenant Is the Whole Universe

My name is Chen Mo. I open a B&B in the Arctic Circle. My ultimate dream is to save enough money to open a noodle restaurant back in the south. Until I picked up a "briquette" in a snowstorm that claimed to be from the planet Alto. Due to a translation error, it firmly believed that I was the hidden "Earth Ball Leader" and unilaterally declared its allegiance to me. Since then, my Buddhist bankruptcy career has completely gone astray: It uses an antimatter furnace to cook instant noodles for me, uses gravitational waves as a wake-up alarm, and wants to modify my Wuling Hongguang into a star battleship. What's even more outrageous is that Lao Wang, who is mining next door, always wants to steal it, convinced that it is a black technology left over from the Soviet Union. Now, every day, I not only have to explain to this one-minded alien boss that "Zhang Qiu really just wants to sell noodles," but I also have to be wary of all kinds of copycat schemes that Lao Wang uses vodka and strong magnets to create. I just want to be a salty landlord quietly, why have saving the world (heater) and dealing with interstellar fraud (Lao Wang) become my daily routine? Help, can I cancel this VIP tenant?