Surviving in the Graveyard of Worlds: I Refine Civilization into Pills

Blue Star civilization has fallen, and eight billion people from across the globe have transmigrated to a strange wasteland.

This is the end of the Myriad Worlds, a graveyard of civilizations.

Here, the whispers of ancient Cthulhu gods mingle with out-of-control mechanical intelligences and the fallen realms of immortal cultivation. Every ruin buries a civilization that once shone brightly before its destruction.

Lu Chen was bound up from the start and hunted by mechanical spiders, but by sheer luck he received three beginner's gifts:

An egg entrusted to him by a dying ant queen, a bronze pill furnace from an old, explosive kiln, and a dilapidated elven treehouse.

While other survivors fought desperately against bioengineered zombies with wooden clubs and tore each other apart over half a moldy loaf of bread,

Lu Chen, who suffered from a severe fear of insufficient firepower, watched the civilization contamination index on his wrist skyrocket and made a decision that defied all logic.

He tossed the remnants of these fallen civilizations into the bronze furnace, added water, heated them up, and fed the mixture to the ants.

And just like that, everything went completely off the rails.

“One worker ant + mechanical scrap + Qi Refining talisman = a mechanical bullet ant that fires Mach rings from its butt!”

“One worker ant + bio-virus + Blood Qi pill = a five-meter-tall, green, musclebound worker ant!”

In a world beyond the borders that was fraught with danger, Lu Chen had only one rule for survival: never put himself in harm's way!

Explore a ruin? Let the swarms of suicide ants sweep it ten times first.

Run into a powerful enemy? Hide in an underground bunker a thousand meters away while a tidal wave of mechanical bullet ants lays down covering fire.

Then one day, after stuffing the gods left behind by awakened fallen civilizations into the pill furnace one by one, Lu Chen said, “This batch is for forging a new world.”