Doomsday Time Travel: I Am Engaged in Infrastructure Construction in Lean Years

Wang Xiaohua died in the seventh year of the end of the world. When she opened her eyes again, she transformed into a peasant girl facing a severe drought for three years. More than thirty people lay waiting to die in the ruined temple, and the air was filled with the smell of decay. The good news is, there are no mutants around anymore. The bad news is that the bark is almost gone. She touched her waist, and the apocalyptic lighter actually came with her! That night, she lit a pile of dead branches on fire in front of the whole village. In the light of the fire, the starving villagers knelt on the ground: "Sky fire! God has opened his eyes!" Wang Xiaohua did not explain. She just said: "If you want to survive, come up the mountain with me tomorrow." From then on, she led this group of people to burn lime, repair dilapidated temples, and dig ditches. Things can really grow on the land spread with lime. Wooden pipes connect the ground for several miles, and clear spring water flows into this village that has been dry for three years for the first time. Thirty-seven people became more than 150 people. An adobe house was built next to the ruined temple, a brick kiln was built next to the adobe house, and a four-foot-high wall was built next to the brick kiln. It seems like I can get on with my life. But the tree attracts the wind. The gangsters in the county are eyeing their people, the refugees who are fleeing are eyeing their food, and the barbarians in the north are sharpening their knives... In the seven years since the end of the world, she has seen too many dead people. But I have never remembered every face like this. Later, she picked up a man in the back mountain...