Preface: The G-spot of the Earth

The G-spot of the Earth

Snow blankets the Kunlun Mountains, while lush green grass carpets the foothills, and a cool breeze drifts by.

Snow eagles soar proudly between the blue sky and snowy peaks, constantly watching over the mountain goats grazing on the cliffs.

If not for an ugly scar nearly twenty meters long marring the emerald grassland, this place would be nothing short of a paradise on earth.

Whether it’s the snow, the grass, the breeze, the snow eagles, or the mountain goats, none of it matters much to Henry Carter, who is hard at work digging a geological trench.

Digging a twenty-meter-long trench, eighty centimeters wide at the top, fifty centimeters wide at the bottom, and eighty centimeters deep is far more important to him.

The meaning of "three thousand yuan per trench" is too important to him. Even if it ruins this paradise-like environment, it’s no big deal.

Dig one more trench, earn three thousand more yuan, and get one step closer to the wedding he hopes for.

His fiancée isn’t a beauty, nor does she have a great figure, but she’s very suitable for marriage.

As for the wedding, Henry Carter doesn’t long for it that much. What’s supposed to happen on the wedding night already happened a year ago. The only reason he’s working hard to earn money for a wedding is to satisfy his parents, in-laws, and fiancée’s sense of ceremony.

As for himself, no one cares. They only care whether he can get more money to put on a wedding that has little to do with love.

His parents’ G-spot is that as long as their son gets married, they’ve fulfilled their duty as parents.

His in-laws’ G-spot is to marry off their ordinary daughter with a big celebration, so they can hold their heads high among relatives and friends.

His fiancée’s G-spot isn’t about her body, but about the beautiful traditional wedding dress.

As for Henry Carter, his G-spot is about how to satisfy everyone else’s G-spot. Such a G-spot naturally doesn’t excite him at any level; it’s just a thankless task.

Sometimes he doesn’t understand why he lives like this, but there’s no answer.

Without excitement in his body, work becomes exhausting, especially in this semi-high-altitude area at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains.

The pickaxe breaks virgin land. As a member of the geological team, his job now is to break this land that has remained untouched since ancient times, to see if there’s any treasure underground.

He’s digging at a cross-section of a deep valley, and aside from some rubble, there’s nothing unusual.

He doesn’t feel disappointed.

That’s just how trench digging is—if one out of a hundred trenches is meaningful, that’s already remarkable.

As the trench nears completion, Henry Carter looks up at the endless, towering Kunlun Mountains, then at the earth he’s broken open. Gritting his teeth, he raises his pickaxe and strikes down hard.

"Dong—"

The pickaxe seems to hit a giant drum, and a desolate drumbeat echoes out. The pickaxe bounces high, flies out of Henry Carter’s hands, brushes past his ear, and disappears without a trace.

Before Henry Carter can feel relieved, he finds that his hands have already been shattered into a cloud of blood mist by visible sound waves.

A tingling sensation only just reaches his brain, and then his body explodes into an even larger cloud of blood mist.

Before his eyeballs turn to dust, he seems to see the snow-covered Kunlun Mountains turn golden... and a majestic palace faintly appears.

Chapter One: When I Arrived, Spring Filled the Sky

Because it’s spring, today’s rain feels light and gentle.

Dense, fine raindrops fall slantwise onto the thick fur of the little wild calf.

The calf’s fur is dense—a new coat, rich in oils. The rain slides right off, with only a little moisture seeping in, cold and cool.