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!"
Mole Delivery Services Team
Li Chunhua was not the only one becoming a mole; so was Tan Ge.
Inside a clean, spacious office room with luxurious decoration and antiques, Tan Ge was facing a man sitting behind a desk. The man's face bore a three-point resemblance to Gong Panli, and without a doubt, it was the Gong Feitian that made Mr. Fang's teeth itch.
Unlike Gong Panli's neat hairstyle, Gong Feitian's hair was ruffled wild, and his eyes didn't contain a bit of his half-brother's gentleness and always showed a shrewd glint.
He had a military combat suit on, and on his right hand was a glass filled with brewed wine his subordinates had snuck from the raided items.
To his surprise, those old people could actually produce a good wine just from a root crop alone. He should have ordered for the raid to be done long ago.
Gong Feitian sneered after trying to imagine his half-brother's face at the moment.
He should be crying in some corner right now.