Luo Chen wakes inside a crystal coffin with only her name left in her mind.
She does not remember single-handedly creating the old empire, or unifying an entire continent through sheer intellect.
All she knows is that she has no fighting ability at all.
In an apocalyptic world crawling with infected, she is as weak as a joke.
Yet the Breakers are hunting her, the old nobility covets her, and every faction is searching for her.
Why is everyone fixated on an amnesiac who can't do anything?
Then, when pursuers corner them in the ruins, she instinctively identifies the weakness in their formation and maps out the best escape route for everyone in seconds.
It is something carved into her bones. Her memories are gone, but her instincts remain.
Her mind holds the secrets of the fall of the previous civilization and the doomsday countdown she sealed away with her own hands.
Someone has waited a thousand years for her.
Someone is afraid she will remember.
“I may not know who you are, but if you stand in my way, my instincts tell me to stand with you.”
From the crystal coffin to Qixia, from amnesiac to guardian.
This time, she won't rely on strength. She'll rely on her mind.
