Wasteland World: I Can Cultivate Mythical Creatures

Pan Fei transmigrated to a wasteland world.

This world had lost all vitality. The water had been polluted, and a layer of black smog hung permanently across the sky, making it hard for sunlight to break through. Even the air was thick with a pungent stench.

Humanity struggled to survive in this world, fighting all kinds of dangers: food shortages, a harsh environment, mutant invasions...

When Pan Fei transmigrated to this world, he was automatically bound to a cultivation System. The power of evolution he gained through the System could make anything grow without limit.

Many years later, the little lizard Pan Fei had picked up had become Godzilla, capable of unleashing an atomic breath.

The sapling by his side had become a Jianmu tree, so vast it blotted out the sky, breathing out an immense aura of life.

The palm-sized Black-Shelled Tortoise had become Xuanwu, bearing up the sky and supporting the earth.

The little wolf he had found one day had become Fenrir, devouring stars and chasing the moon.

As he gazed at the many different mythical creatures around him, Pan Fei was reminded of that distant afternoon when he had first obtained the System.