The Wasteland's First Kiln

In the wasteland, there's no water, only life. On the first day after transmigrating, Wen Zhuo, an inheritor of Jian ware craftsmanship, wakes up parched. On the second day, the man she saved sells her for water. The System classifies her as a Creator type, a World Maker, at the Kindling tier: the only one left in the entire wasteland. While others risk their lives to steal water, she fires a Jian tea bowl from a lump of clay. Pour in filthy water, and clean water comes out. When fog closes in on the city and beasts surround the outpost, she fires a bowl that clears the fog overnight. The shelter's water filter has only twenty-three days left. In front of more than a hundred people, she makes her offer: “Give me a kiln, and in twenty-three days I'll fire clean water for this place. If I fail, you can have my life.” And deep in the wasteland, a kiln has been burning for three years without going out. It's waiting for someone who can fire “that shade of blue.”