I Was a God in the Eighteenth Century

Xia Qingdai received a lifelike model of an ancient castle.

Inside, a group of tiny figures inhabited the model. Amidst a heavy snowfall, one figure attempted to burn an even smaller figure.

Xia Qingdai reached out and lifted the figure from the flames...

In the winter of the 18th century, a blizzard ravaged the castle.

Owen, newly heir to the family castle, was enjoying a rare meal when he was disturbed by a group clamoring to burn a witch. There was no witch!

Before he could rebuke them, he was shocked to see a hand descend from the sky!

— A farming novel, a journey through time and space, both ancient and modern.