The World-Destroying Goddess Brings the Child to My Door and Demands Responsibility - Chapter 1

“[The interstellar era’s very first Xianxia game, Quest for the Dao, is set to begin closed beta testing on the StarNet tomorrow. There will be a total of one thousand closed beta testers. I wonder what kind of surprises or scares this unheard-of Xianxia game will bring us.]”

Lu Fengmian looked at a dynamic post published by a game review blogger on StarNet.

She then casually flipped through the comments below:

“[I feel like it should be fine, as long as the promotional video isn’t a scam.]”

“[Though, how on earth did anyone come up with the concept of Xianxia? To soar through the heavens and earth without relying on mechas? It sounds a bit magical.]”

“[Feels a bit like a scam game.]”

The comment section had mixed reviews; some still could not understand what the concept of Xianxia actually was, while others could roughly grasp a piece of it from the promotional video.

To be honest, Lu Fengmian felt that it was completely absurd for an interstellar universe era to be entirely devoid of any knowledge related to Xianxia, but now that was simply the reality of the situation, leaving her no room for disbelief.

Lu Fengmian was still happily surfing the StarNet when she suddenly saw a notification prompt:

“[Today’s internet usage time has reached the limit.]”

Lu Fengmian: ……

Being forcibly disconnected from the internet yet again, she was genuinely on the verge of losing her mind.

“[Host, you’ll get used to it. Once you make money, you’ll be able to shake off your identity as a slum resident and apply to leave the slums.]” A cold, mechanical voice echoed inside Lu Fengmian’s mind.

Lu Fengmian rolled her eyes at the void.

“[As if I didn’t know.]”

Three years ago, Lu Fengmian had suddenly died in a car accident in her previous world, which logically meant she was undoubtedly dead.

However, a system named “Dream Building” sought her out, asking her to assist this interstellar world in completing the revitalization of its civilization.

As long as she successfully completed the mission, she could choose to continue living in either the current world or the world prior to her death, and she would be provided with funds completely comparable to the world’s richest person for her retirement.

How could Lu Fengmian not be tempted by this?

Moreover, the bound system was not some romance攻略 (strategy) system, but rather a career-oriented system.

Therefore, Lu Fengmian agreed almost without giving it much thought.

It was only after arriving that she realized just how terrible the system truly was. Aside from handing her a slum identity right at the start, she was also an underage slum girl.

She had died of an illness caused by extreme poverty due to a lack of money for medical treatment.

In other words, although Lu Fengmian had been resurrected, she was a sickly invalid.

This world was another universe existing in parallel to the universe where Lu Fengmian had once lived.

However, because the humans in this universe had once experienced a devastating strike, all of their former human civilization had vanished and been obliterated in the disaster.

Only a fraction of the most cutting-edge technology from that time had been preserved by the humans of that era.

The humans who survived the catastrophe obtained this portion of technology amidst their ordeal, and coupled with cooperation with other intelligent life forms in the universe, human civilization continued to develop from that point onward. Yet, they had completely and thoroughly forgotten everything of the past, forgetting the human deities who once sheltered them.

Deities lose their believers, and as time passes by, they gradually dissipate.

Consequently, the deities sought out the spacetime bureau, requesting assistance from the spacetime bureau to help the humans of this world re-understand the brilliant ancient civilization they once possessed.

And when the spacetime bureau contacted the highest governing body of this universe’s humans, they were likewise willing to let the system interface with them to assist in the revitalization of their civilization.

After all, because humanity had experienced that catastrophic event, everything from the past had been wiped out.

Although they subsequently caught up with other intelligent life forms in terms of technology, their past remained a complete blank. The lack of a civilization and art belonging uniquely to humans had always been their sore point.

No matter what kind of art they developed nowadays, it always seemed to be derived by borrowing from other intelligent life forms, and they were forever mocked for lacking a brilliant civilization of their own.

Whether it was the desire of the deities or the needs of the humans in this universe, Lu Fengmian could understand both. One wanted to avoid dissipation, while the other began pursuing spiritual enrichment after stabilizing; it was all well and good.

Yet what she could not understand was why the spacetime bureau gave her such an identity!

Since they had already obtained the consent of the human authorities, couldn’t they have generously given her a slightly better identity?

To this, the system’s explanation was: [We apologize, but the spacetime bureau cannot create life out of thin air in any spacetime; doing so would trigger a warning from the world’s rules. Therefore, we can only search for a suitable vessel, and the original owner’s vessel happened to be capable of accommodating the host’s soul. Likewise, we obtained her consent, and we will take good care of her soul.]

[Then why me? Couldn’t you have chosen someone else to come over?]

[Tens of thousands of universes are incompatible with one another, and the living beings within each universe possess their own characteristics. Souls capable of integrating into another universe are extremely rare, and the host is the only one we filtered out whose soul can integrate into this universe and who has the capability to complete the mission.]

Lu Fengmian: ……

Fine then, was she supposed to feel honored or something?

[To a certain extent, the host is indeed exceptionally outstanding.] The system gave a very polite compliment.

For a moment, Lu Fengmian completely wanted to ignore it.

[Then why can’t the Alliance send someone to manage my livelihood and survival? What good does it do them if I die?] Lu Fengmian also failed to understand this point.

[Missionaries are not permitted to casually disclose their identity to people of this world; this is a regulation of the spacetime bureau.]

[What kind of damned regulation is that?]

[Host, you must understand that behind every seemingly absurd regulation, there has always been an even more absurd story.]

Lu Fengmian was left speechless once more; she really couldn’t refute that.

[Care to elaborate?] She was definitely interested in eating melons (gossip).

[Apologies, host, but this is content that cannot be disclosed.]

Bah, anyone who tells only half of a piece of gossip is a scumbag.

In the end, Lu Fengmian had to accept this absurd identity, dragging her sickly body every day to do odd jobs to support herself while simultaneously pondering how to complete her mission.

The system stated that it could only guarantee she would absolutely not die within five years. If there was not the slightest bit of progress on the mission after five years, then her mission would be considered a failure, and she would directly perish.

Lu Fengmian failed to understand how this differed in any way from doing forced labor under the table.

She spent a full half-year figuring out how she could complete the mission given her current identity.

In her past life, she was a game developer. Although she had created a wildly popular game, she always felt that her life had regrets because the project she most wanted to create could never be realized.

The investors claimed that the worldview settings were too large and messy, requiring too much capital and resulting in a very slow return cycle, which was why no one was ever willing to invest in her game.

After racking her brains for half a year, Lu Fengmian finally came up with a method. She asked the system: [Can your system allow me to make games?]

[Yes, games, short video dramas, and animations are all possible, but because the host’s mission progress is 0, the energy provided by the main god’s side will be limited. The host can temporarily choose only one type to produce.]

Lu Fengmian had no interest in making anything else; she only wanted to complete the creation of her game.

[Games it is.]

[Understood, the game development system has now been activated for the host.]

Lu Fengmian immediately logged in to take a look at the interface of that game development system.

Upon using it, she found it to be exceptionally smooth. This development system was much smoother and more intelligent than any hardware she had ever used before.

In light of this, Lu Fengmian reluctantly forgave the system for its incompetence in other areas.

However, because her physical condition was truly abysmal, coupled with the fact that she still had to go to work odd jobs, the actual amount of time she could spend developing games each day was not very long capped at a maximum of five hours.

Every day, she shuttled back and forth through the slums brimming with an air of decadence, surrounded everywhere by buildings reeking of wasteland vibes and impoverished human beings.

The only thing sustaining Lu Fengmian through it all was the fact that her game had not yet been finished.

Had it not been for the system and the unfinished game sustaining her, Lu Fengmian felt it would have been truly difficult for her to have any will to survive in such an environment.

It took her a full year and a half just to map out the entire world, and she subsequently spent another whole year straightening out all the storylines.

Lu Fengmian felt as though she was about to go bald from hair loss.

Yet there was still one matter left unfinished.

That was the modeling for the final boss had not yet been completed.

After all, this was a game, and she always needed to provide players with some rewards and a sense of accomplishment.

What Lu Fengmian was actually agonizing over was whether or not she should put in the character model that had unfortunately been aborted in the past, yet happened to be her most beloved creation. If she didn’t put it in, she would have to remodel from scratch—after all, that character model had been built on the very first day she decided to make the game.

After pondering for a long time, Lu Fengmian ultimately followed her inner thoughts, placing the model of her precious daughter—who never had the chance to be born into the world—into the game, though not as the final boss.

Instead, she became the divine incarnation who accompanied the players all along the way and protected them.

Furthermore, Lu Fengmian put in the child, youth, and adult character models she had previously made all at once.

She simply couldn’t bear to part with this ‘daughter’ of hers the one she had been most satisfied with and who had accompanied her through countless dark nights!

She was determined to let everyone appreciate her daughter’s beauty.

n flesh and blood.