Make me leave the team? My beast girl and I can win easily.

In the first year after Lin Yu became the creator god, the Dragon Kingdom formally proposed the concept of the "Human Galactic Federation" in the Federal Parliament.

This idea has received support from almost every country in the world—Lin Yu’s very existence is the greatest unifying force.

The Creator God doesn't need an army or weapons; His mere presence is the strongest deterrent.

Those nations that were once hostile to each other, under the watchful eye of the Creator, put aside their centuries-old grievances and sat down at the same negotiating table.

The resources of the Starfield Battlefield are being exploited on a large scale.

The Yuanjing mineral vein provides a continuous, clean, efficient, and virtually limitless source of energy for human society.

The Thunder Lizard Clan and the Blood Bat Clan became the most dedicated miners—the Thunder Lizard King generated electricity on time every day, and the Blood Bat King transported ore on time every day.

Occasionally, when he slacks off, he gets spotted by Lin Duo's Soul-Stealing Puppet and immediately trembles with fear, doubling his work efficiency.

The Eagle People became the best scouts.

They fly high, see far, move fast, and have excellent eyesight.

Half of the border patrol missions of the Galactic Federation are undertaken by the Eagle People.

The Titans became the most reliable engineering team.

They are incredibly strong and can work in the harshest environments.

Most of the spaceports, stargates, and fortifications of the Galactic Federation were built by the Titans.

Among the tens of thousands of alien races, apart from the dragon race led by Lin Hui, the eagle-people and the Titan race, who were the first to submit to Lin Yu, maintained their independence.

Everything else was subject to human rule.

Of course, they were not forced, but did so voluntarily.

Lin Yu's status as the creator god, coupled with his impartial attitude towards other races, made countless other races willingly submit to him.

"The Creator God doesn't discriminate against us," a thunder lizard said in an interview, its voice deep but every word earnest. "He treats us as life itself. That's enough."

The capital of the Federation is located in Wujiang City.

This city has transformed from the capital of a lake province into the political, economic, and cultural center of the entire Galactic Federation.

The housing prices in Wujiang City have increased a hundredfold, but no one complains—because this is the hometown of the creator god.

Wujiang City's Superpower Vocational University has become the top-ranked university in the Federation.

Principal Wang Defa is over sixty years old and looks somewhat aged, but he is still in good spirits and takes a walk on campus every day.

He adhered to the principle of "education for all," not only cultivating human beings with superpowers but also recruiting a large number of students from other races.

On campus, human students and eagle-people students attend classes together, Titan students and elf students conduct experiments together, and dragon students and dwarf students fight for seats in the library.

There are occasional conflicts, but more often than not, we learn from each other and respect each other.

Human living standards have improved rapidly with the help of resources from the interstellar battlefield.

Yuanjing Energy has replaced fossil fuels; it is clean, efficient, and virtually limitless.

The fusion of supernatural abilities and mechanical technology has given rise to countless new industries.

Flying cars traverse the skies above cities, space portals connect to various planets, medical pods can cure most diseases, and intelligent mechanical servants enter every household.

Things that once only existed in science fiction are becoming reality one by one.

Every household has a shrine to Lin Yu.

These are not forced, but rather heartfelt expressions of gratitude.

Because it was Lin Yu who brought all of this—peace, prosperity, and hope.

The altar is usually placed in the center of the living room, in a small wooden shrine, inside which is a statue of Lin Yu.

The statue is small, only about the height of a palm, but it is very lifelike—he is wearing a simple T-shirt, holding a Taotie in his arms, and has a faint smile on his lips.

Every morning and evening, people light incense in front of the altar and pray silently.

I don't seek wealth or power, I only seek peace.

The Creator God does not need the offerings of believers, but people need this reliance.

……

When Lin Yu and Lin Xue's son, Lin Li, was eight years old, a new member was added to the family.

The first one is the son of Lin Yu and Lin Ya.

The news of Lin Ya's pregnancy was announced on an ordinary morning.

She unusually refrained from eating potato chips, sat on the sofa, placed her hand on her stomach, and wore a tenderness she had never shown before.

"Master, I think I'm pregnant."

Lin Yu was drinking tea when her cup stopped in mid-air.

He put down his teacup, walked over, squatted down in front of her, and placed his hand on her stomach.

There, a tiny life is being conceived.

Lin Ya looked at Him, her eyes a little red.

"Master, won't you like it?"

Lin Yu looked up at her and smiled.

"How could that be?"

Lin Jun was born on a sunny spring day.

He inherited Lin Ya's pink hair and Lin Yu's black eyes.

It has fair skin, a round face, and a loud, clear cry.

Lin Ya hugged him, tears streaming down her face, saying "So ugly," but her eyes wouldn't leave him for a moment.

Lin Jun is a lively and active person. As soon as he learned to walk, he ran all over the yard, chasing after the mechanical hunting dog and refusing to let go.

Lin Ya made him a small hand cannon and took him to practice shooting in the backyard every day, shooting holes all over the trees planted in the mountains.

The mountain wasn't angry; it just silently replanted the trees, occasionally reminding people, "Be careful not to knock down the house."

The second is Lin Pei, the son of Lin Yu and Lin Yue.

Lin Pei was born in the summer.

Light brown hair, amber eyes, a quiet and calm personality, just like Lin Yu.

He doesn't cry or make a fuss. He sleeps after eating his fill, and when he wakes up, he opens his eyes and looks around as if he's observing the world.

Lin Yue hugged him, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Master, he's so good."

Lin Yu nodded.

"Yue'er, he looks a lot like you."

Lin Yue blushed.

Lin Pei's favorite place to stay is in Lin Yue's studio, watching his mother forge equipment.

He sat on a small stool, holding a toy hammer, and was striking a piece of scrap metal with great seriousness.

Lin Yue made him a set of miniature forging tools, and he would sit in the yard every day, hammering and tinkering, making all sorts of oddly shaped little gadgets.

A crooked iron ball, a square iron block, an iron lump whose nature is unknown.

Lin Yue keeps those works in the cabinets in her studio, and labels each one with a date.

"This is the first time he's ever done it."

"This is the second time he's done it."

……

"This is the first time he has ever made a flower shape."

Her tone was full of pride.

The third is Lin Jue, the daughter of Lin Yu and Lin Su.

Lin Jue was born in autumn.

Long white hair, emerald green eyes, gentle and delicate personality, just like Lin Su.

Her cries were very soft, like a kitten's meow, and Lin Su felt so sorry for her that she burst into tears.

Lin Jue loved following Lin Su to pick herbs in the herb garden.

The tiny hands carefully picked each leaf and put it into the little basket, never damaging it.

Lin Su taught her to identify various medicinal herbs. She learned very quickly. At the age of three, she could distinguish between Panax notoginseng and ginseng. At the age of four, she could name the effects of dozens of medicinal herbs. By the age of five, she could independently prepare simple medicines.

Lin Su treasured the first bottle of medicine she had prepared—a herbal ointment for treating minor abrasions—and placed it by her bedside, glancing at it every night.

The fourth is Lin Yu and Yan Shuang's son, Lin Mu.

Lin Mu was born in winter.

Ice-blue hair, ice-blue eyes, a cool and taciturn personality, just like Yan Shuang.

He neither laughs nor cries. He sleeps after eating, and when he wakes up, he just stares blankly, like a small iceberg.

Yan Shuang hugged him, feeling a little uneasy.

"Master, does he not like me?"

Lin Yu smiled.

"He's just like you, not very talkative."

Yan Shuang paused for a moment, then smiled.

Lin Mu wasn't very talkative, but every time Lin Yu passed by him, he would reach out to hug her.

Lin Yu picked him up, and he nestled quietly in her arms, not speaking, not moving, just staying still.

Yan Shuang taught him ice magic, and when he was five years old, he was able to condense an ice flower in his palm, crystal clear and that would not melt.

He gave the ice flower to Yan Shuang, who accepted it with tears welling up in her eyes.

The fifth is Lin Ye, the daughter of Lin Yu and Lin Hui.

Lin Ye was born in spring.

She has light blue hair, golden eyes, and a lively and cheerful personality, just like Lin Hui.

Her cries were loud, and her laughter was even louder, loud enough to be heard throughout the entire divine realm.

Lin Hui hugged her, beaming from ear to ear.

"Master, she looks like me!"

Lin Yu nodded.

"Indeed, it looks a lot like you."

Lin Ye's favorite thing to do was ride his mechanical hunting dog around the yard, followed by a group of small floating cannons.

She could operate ten mechanical units when she was five years old, fifty when she was six, and a small mechanical unit when she was seven.

Lin Hui built her a mini perpetual workshop, where she makes all sorts of small machines every day—

Sometimes it's a singing bird, sometimes a glowing flower, and sometimes a dancing robot.

She gave Lin Yu the first singing mechanical bird, which Lin Yu accepted and placed on her bedside table.

Every morning, the bird would sing a song to wake Him up.

Five new lives have brought even more joy to this big family.

Lin Li is eight years old, while Lin Qi, Lin Lan, Lin Zhen, and Lin Bei are five years old.

Lin Jun, Lin Pei, Lin Jue, Lin Mu, and Lin Ye were still infants.

The villa is noisy every day—the big ones run around, the little ones cry, and the middle ones laugh.

Taotie was kept awake by the noise and yawned all day, but never complained.

Lin Yu sat in the courtyard, holding Lin Ye, who was just a month old, in her arms, surrounded by five older children.

Lin Li was practicing with a sword, Lin Qi was chasing butterflies, Lin Lan was reading, Lin Zhen was watering flowers, and Lin Bei was peeking out from behind him.

The sunlight shone down, warm and comforting.

He looked down at Lin Ye in his arms. The little girl was looking at him with her golden eyes open, blowing bubbles.

This is the life of the creator god.

There was no lofty position, no imposing presence, just one person, with His family.