The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life
#dotingmalelead #infrastructure #RPG #OPMc (Caution: Don't read while you're drinking. Author is not responsible for choking incident due to excessive happiness. XD Just sharing good vibes. If you're down and feeling sad, read my novel!) Li Chunhua never expected she would be transported in another world after she was reading an odd book she found in the Sect's Library. By the time she opened her eyes, her mind was instilled with memories of another girl whose appearance and name resembled hers. She actually became the vicious cannon fodder in that male lead angst novel she read. Faced with the future of miserable death, Chunhua decided to stay away from the male lead and the supporting characters and decided to live low-key. Thanks to her koi physique her road to a comfortable life was smooth sailing. When others are still starving by the lack of food, Chunhua had already started farming and rearing live stocks. When others are still without a proper shelter, she was already building roads. Although she was only eating her terrible cooking, her life was already good! [Congratulations for upgrading your thatched cottage to Level 1 log cabin.] [Congratulations for upgrading your Level 1 log cabin to Level 2 stone house.] [Congratulations...] Everything was was going well until she picked up an unconscious man covered in dirt in the forest. She always believe in karmic conditioning and therefore took care of him until he was back on his feet. Until one day, he told her his true name. Li Chunhua was dumbfounded. No way, the man I saved was actually the male lead! Is it too late to throw him back to the forest again? A certain someone's expression darkened and threw her on the bed. "You dare!"
Grocery Trip
On the farm, Li Chunhua had to bid the elf goodbye for her grocery trip.
Long Haoran was waiting at the threshold of the fence's entrance while suspiciously observing the tall trees surrounding the gang leader's territory, wondering why it had turned into a forest all of a sudden.
He had only rested for a few hours, and this much had changed.
[You've received a message from your friend, Great Romantic Sage.]
Long Haoran glanced at the direction in which his gang leader headed. The chumpet crop had been bugging his mind, as well as those massive supplies. As an outsider with a huge debt and his hopeless career as a life-employed cook, he was sensible not to ask, but he needed to confirm some things.
[Great Romantic Sage]: Brother, I've grown molds waiting for your reply. You always left me hanging.
Long Zurui grumpily spoke.
[Dumpling Duke]: Did any of the players in the global chat mention Chumpet?