Reborn in the Wasteland: Awaken a Mythic Sequence from the Start

A sixth-tier evolver, Shen Cangming opens his eyes after coming back from the dead and discovers he has been reborn in his youth.

He remembers everything he needs to.

[The Canghuan Co-Governance] The great families monopolize the source-energy veins, and seats of power pass from one generation to the next. Awakened ones on the wasteland want to climb the ladder? First, make sure you were born into the right family.

[The Forge Council] They have pushed the rate of cybernetic augmentation to 97 percent. Chip-modified people can no longer tell whether they are human or machine. They call it evolution.

The tribunal of the [Holy Crown Theocracy] has not held a trial in three hundred years. The knights commander compete to polish their swords, just waiting for someone to cry, “Heretic!”

The main city of the [Constructed Life Research Institute] breathes. The smell of waste fluid from cultivation pods circulates through its ventilation ducts, while the screams of test subjects echo endlessly through the underground labs. Artificial sequences are their specialty. Ordinary people start out as expendable material, gambling everything on surviving the rejection response, climbing off the operating table, and working their way from intern to researcher. Win, and you’re still alive. Lose, and you’ll end up in the waste pit.

And then there’s the [Ember Abyss Divine Dynasty] to the south, watching like a tiger poised to pounce; the [Hidden Emerald Source Haven], playing dead; the [Heavenly Calculation City], floating in the sky...

The pot is already boiling.

Insect tides, ruins running amok, ancient sequences awakening, source-energy tides falling into disorder, and confirmation that the legendary realm above the twelfth tier might actually be attainable...

Cultivation, resources, rivalry, immortality.

All of that can wait.

Shen Cangming swings his legs out of bed.

First, conceal all his sharp edges, lie low, and secretly build up all his strength.

Second, though half a lifetime of ups and downs has brought nothing but regret, no obstacle can stop him. The heavy gate that separates him from fate will one day be pushed open by his own hands.