Cheng Tian was a junior female student in the Food College of a certain school. She had just finished her internship at a brewery. She happily had a meal with her roommate and lay on the bed reading her natural disaster novel. Unexpectedly, when she woke up, she felt quite cold, which was okay, considering that her school was in the south and it was summer. It was difficult to sweat without being hot. Looking at the mud huts around her and the tattered quilts on her body, her mind felt dizzy and a lot of memories poured in: No, this is time travel! Cheng Tian was about to cry but had no tears. She had just read this novel. This was a book about people who were on the run. . . Cheng Tian was not a sentimental person to begin with, so she was content with what she had come to, and she had to travel through Golden Finger - the space was the brewery where she had just grown up, so what else was there to worry about, so she quickly packed up and prepared to escape with her tribe. As Cheng Tian walked and stopped, yeast began to make steamed buns, barley started to make staple food, and in the end, even the metal cans in the factory melted. . . . . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
