MotivatedSloth

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. 

For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. 

But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning!

Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations?

In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two!

Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it?

Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0?

And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you?

Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems!

***Technical side of things***
Daily release: 2ch/day
Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below

////////////All Milestones are subject to change///////////////
For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters
For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter
For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter
Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters
Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

God Of Crafting

"Elmer stone. It's a stone used to enrich the air with the essence of the type specified by the variety of stone added to the mix."

Claire's vibrant voice filled the whole lounge, likely thanks to the acoustics of this place designed for this place to serve as the best karaoke spot in the town.

Sure, it was nowhere near the original purpose of the room… but when just opening this place up for a single visit cost tens of thousands, making the room karaoke-viable was the least its architects could do.

"Grasu stone. It's a powder, -ah!"

A sweet, high-pitched moan escaped Claire's lips when I slowly dragged my hand down, currently pressing it down against her lower stomach yet still about an inch away from her abdomen.

I didn't even move her clothes out of the way, effectively caressing her shirt rather than her skin, and yet…

And yet, it was enough for Clarie to start growing restless.

The shopping was all about me, so this moment is going to be all about Claire