At Eight Years Old, I Became the Head Chef for State Banquets

He transmigrates as the soul of Huaxia, but in an age of rebuilding the wasteland after the apocalypse!

"Outside, monstrous beings and countless races threaten us. At home, other nations have gained all kinds of supernatural arts and are itching for war!"

"You expect me to lead a Huaxia with nothing at all, rebuild it quickly, and make it stand tall above the world?!"

Ding! You have obtained the Investiture System. Every daily check-in grants a divine office that you can bestow upon your people!

Oh, there's a System? Then no problem. Countless races, supernatural arts? I'll just rebuild the Heavenly Court!

The Seven Lords of the Big Dipper, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals, the Twelve Zodiac Signs, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, Erlang Shen, Nezha, Gonggong, Zhurong, the Jade Emperor, even the Three Pure Ones, Pangu, and Nuwa: divine offices of every kind can be bestowed...

Meteorites, earthquakes, and epidemics: "Are you sure we even count as calamities in front of these people?"

Other nations: "Wait, are we really still holding this wasteland territory-grabbing contest?"

Under Lin Tian's leadership, the post-apocalyptic wasteland of this world is starting to get a little strange...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.