After struggling to survive in the apocalypse for five years, Tian Yuanyuan opened her eyes to find herself a peasant girl who had starved to death on an ancient-era refugee trail. Beside her were an older brother who seemed a little slow-witted and two younger siblings, both thin and sallow, who depended on her.
A blizzard was bearing down, with hungry wolves ahead and pursuers behind. Were they about to be wiped out?
Tian Yuanyuan gave a cold smile.
The next second, her spatial storage opened, and white rice, padded clothes, and quilts appeared out of nowhere, leaving her younger siblings speechless.
Then bandits blocked the road. Did they think the family were easy prey?
The skinny guard behind her, "pale-faced and taciturn," sprang into action, taking down the bandits one by one with a single punch each. They instantly turned into lumps of flesh.
The villagers were stunned. Good heavens! Is that servant the eldest Tian girl brought home the reincarnation of the God of Strength?
Tian Yuanyuan: Thanks for asking. I'm in ancient times, fresh off the refugee trail. What immortal? That's just standard procedure for an apocalypse veteran.
As for that "God of Strength"...
She glanced at the zombie bodyguard who only followed orders and had no sense of hunger or fullness, and fell into thought.
Farming, reclaiming wasteland, building infrastructure, and raising a zombie on the side. Sounds pretty good, doesn't it?
