[Sci-Fi Apocalypse] [Interstellar Civilization] [Alchemist] [One Female Lead] [Modern Urban Martial Arts] [Xuanhuan Cultivation]
Purple mist hangs over space, giving birth to monsters.
As an alchemist, I can't make immortal pills. All I can concoct is the most basic "Springtime Pill," nothing more than a health potion that restores HP...
Until I discover that pills can cure the corruption caused by the purple mist;
Until that legendary senior student, who sacrificed herself, returns in the form of an elf;
And until our supreme deity tells us, "Just call me Lan Qing."
From then on, the war becomes a battle to defend our home.
When we are surrounded by powerful enemies, the gods give us one final choice: leave for a safe new home, or stay behind to protect our ravaged homeland.
1.44 billion people choose to leave. 180 million choose to stay.
I choose the latter.
Because the gods are our family. Our home doesn't need saving; it only needs us to protect it together.
