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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!"

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Attempting to make a Defensive Array (1)

The pen Li Chunhua made was just a small enclosure of wooden logs planted on the ground without a gap in between, which is half a meter in height, 5 meters in length, and 4 meters in width, just enough space for her crocs to crawl and plan for their future lives of daily sheeping conversion.

There was no entrance built, and one needed to jump over before they could get in and out.

The animal whisperer hadn't finished with her chanting job. After persuading the crocs to be vegan, it was time to talk about rules, punishments, and rewards. She listed three things for the crocs to be mindful of.

Rule No. 1: Don't go out of the pen. If they did, they would be on the grill. If they were obedient, they would have two times the amount of grass fodder or fresh leaves added to their next meal.