In the seventh year of the apocalypse, acid rain corroded the cities, and mutated beasts roamed the ruins.
Kicked out of a survivor camp, Su Wan found herself a drafty, dilapidated shop.
While others scavenged for food and ammunition, she collected scrap metal, old books, and waste plastic.
Everyone laughed at her, calling her crazy.
No one knew she had a pair of "Treasure-Recognizing Hands."
In her hands, a rusty iron pipe could become part of a water purifier, dead batteries could be rebuilt into a light source, and half a bicycle chain could fix a generator.
From a heap of junk, she pieced together the wasteland's first "general store."
She sold hot water, repairs, and pieces of the "old world life" survivors had nearly forgotten.
The elderly and infirm from the shantytown came, disillusioned mercenaries came, and even the lofty camp council leader set his sights on her.
The raiders coveted her supplies, and the trading guild wanted to swallow up her craft. All she wanted was to turn her little shop into the last beacon of light in the wasteland.
When true natural disasters struck again, people finally realized that the unremarkable little shop held the secret to keeping the entire wasteland alive.
In this apocalypse, there are no gods and no System, only a pair of hands and a group of people who want to survive.
Can she protect it?
