Building Up Another World, but My Plants Look All Wrong

[Otherworldly Ancient Setting + Farming and Infrastructure + Monster Battles and Leveling Up + Crushing Scumbags, Face-Slapping, and Overwhelming Satisfaction]

The useless calamity everyone in the otherworld despised has returned from Earth's apocalypse with a max-level account!

In her previous life, Hua Shijin made a name for herself at a young age, but after awakening a plant-based mutation ability, she was branded as an ill omen.

Her family cast her out, her engagement was called off, and in the end her half-sister and the girl's mother killed her.

Her soul traveled to Earth, where she unexpectedly helped humanity bring the apocalypse to an end and received a golden finger from Heaven.

Now back at her peak, she fights her way from the little courtyard where she was once trapped to the ancestral hall, then leads her frail mother and young half-sister into the most dangerous region on the continent, claiming it as her own.

Her max-level game territory System activates with a single click.

Billions of supplies from the apocalypse are laid out in neat rows.

The locals charge forward, eager to drive out the invaders, but when they see the sudden quest panel and its generous rewards, they fall to their knees.

Later, the land of chaos becomes the most prosperous paradise on earth.

Here, monsters drop precious crystals and high-level equipment.

Here, high-yield grains, fruits, and vegetables never run out.

Here, everyone has a chance to awaken their powers.

Here, too, is the world's most terrifying plant army.

The dodder vine can revive itself. If it can't kill you, it will keep trying until it does;

One lantern pepper can blow up half a city;

The imperial city's guard force, the tumbleweeds, can fire a thousand arrows at any moment;

The short-tempered peony can swallow a whole crowd in one gulp, and loves to play the elegant angler;

While others fight wars with blades and bloodshed, she sends billions of flower branches quivering, striking terror into everyone's hearts.

Others welcome guests with fine wine and beautiful women. She welcomes them with a dance among a hundred flowers.

Tell me, aren't you moved?

The factions gathered at her side all shake their heads in unison.

We wouldn't dare. We wouldn't dare.

After all, anyone who dares ends up as flower mulch.