[Transmigration] [System] [Survivalist Cultivation]
At the Blackstone Mine, mortal miner Chen Shiyi failed to escape and was whipped to death on the steps of a spirit-stone platform.
Su Zheng, a corporate drone who had transmigrated, woke up in a corpse shed piled with bodies, with barely half his life left.
A mortal unable to sense spiritual energy, he had no hope of revenge and no light on the road ahead. He only wanted to stay alive, but unexpectedly activated the [Inner Landscape Blueprint System].
The System would not give him cultivation techniques or fight his enemies for him. It only showed him a perfect blueprint for the final state of his inner landscape.
It marked materials from the myriad things of the Great Void, calculated the results of modifications, and issued warnings whenever contradictions arose.
But it repeatedly cautioned him: perfection does not mean suitability. The true Dao is always beyond the blueprint.
He survived by scavenging corpses on Floating Dust Beach, used the resentment of the dead to lay the foundations of his earth veins, and built a miniature world of his own amid the dust.
While others cultivated by absorbing spiritual energy, he built mountains and rivers within his body.
The blood-red cracks quietly spreading through Wang Wanjin’s inner landscape faced him from afar. His old feud remained unsettled, and the hometown his original self yearned for lay far to the southeast.
The blueprint depicted a glorious world spanning the ages, but the standard answer had never been my Dao.
