As a meteor tore through the atmosphere, Lin Xi bonded with a damaged Survival System.
[Warning: Oxygen levels are dropping rapidly!]
She hid in a ten-square-meter pocket realm awakened by her ancestral jade pendant, where she discovered black mist seeping from a dry well.
In the seventh year of the catastrophe, an extreme cold storm swept away the last survivor base.
But luminous crops had sprouted in Lin Xi's pocket realm.
They absorbed radiation at a frenzied rate and released pure air in return.
When a former comrade, dragging a broken leg, pounded on her door:
“Outside... everything's mutated...”
Lin Xi looked at the mission that had suddenly appeared on her System:
[Build an ecological ark (0/10000)]
A mechanical roar rose from the depths of the dry well.
Her tiny ten-square-meter world
was devouring the entire apocalypse.
