[Apocalypse, Wood-Type Powers, Female Lead vs. Sickly, Paranoid Deposed Crown Prince, Superpowers, Nation-Building]
In a year of great drought, she is exiled three thousand li.
Apocalypse veteran Cheng Yanyue transmigrates into the body of a frail young lady whose family has been confiscated.
The guards want her dead, her awful cousin flatters the powerful and tramples the weak, and her former fiancé casts her aside like trash.
Cornered, she turns her attention to Xiao Zan, the "nameless felon" in their group, slumped in a broken wheelchair and coughing blood at any moment.
Before the blade hidden in his sleeve, sharp enough to kill with a touch, can even flash, Cheng Yanyue has already kicked away the thugs fighting over food and stuffed a full waterskin into his arms. "Stick with me. Keep watch at night and guard the food, and I'll make sure you eat your fill and stay warm."
The sickly deposed crown prince, who wants nothing more than to destroy the world: "?"
Wasn't he supposed to be useless? How is this woman even more ruthless than he is?
On the road to exile, everyone else chews tree bark and drinks muddy water, starving half to death.
With a flick of Cheng Yanyue's fingers, a hundred vines tear through the bandits, and she seizes cartload after cartload of fine white rice!
When they reach the barren, bitterly cold wilderness of Huangzhou, the frozen earth is so hard even grass can't grow.
She immediately coaxes a carrot to sprout and lays down the law with swagger: "Leave the wasteland to me to farm, and this man is mine to manage!"
No water? She digs up a living spring from deep underground!
No food? She plants the world's greatest granary with a wave of her hand!
At first, Xiao Zan's eyes are vicious, and he sees her as nothing more than a useful meal ticket.
Later, Xiao Zan hides his bloodthirsty nature, draws her into his arms with red-rimmed eyes, and whines possessively, "Yue'er, you just looked at someone else for a moment. My leg hurts, and my heart hurts too."
But in the dead of night, he turns around and cuts down everyone who covets her food and tries to steal it.
They laugh at her for keeping a sickly invalid who's all looks and no use.
The "cripple" flips his wheelchair aside and rises to his feet, his sleeve blade carving a path through thousands of soldiers.
"My wife protects her food. Touch what's hers, and you'll pay with your life!"
