Synopsis:
The moment she opens her eyes, Xia Qi has fallen from a modern jungle of steel and concrete into a primeval wilderness where feathers and fur dance together.
Instead of skyscrapers, she finds a group of idiots with round, wide eyes, wings flapping behind them, and stomachs so empty they stick to their backs: the Flying Tiger Tribe.
The tribe is so poor it has nothing to its name. Its only "technology" is digging with claws and hunting by brute force. Xia Qi looks at these furry creatures who can fly but are worse off than ground-dwelling chickens, then gazes up at the sky and takes a deep breath of the chilly air, which smells of grass and... something indescribable.
"Living off raw meat and blood? Slash-and-burn farming? Not happening."
She bends down expressionlessly, picks up a sturdy-looking vine, and points it at the "flying fluffballs" gazing at her eagerly. Her cool voice rings across the wilderness:
"Put away your claws and spread your wings. From today on, you listen to me."
"Get to work."
And so the Windrest Wasteland welcomes its "Eye of the Sky."
Farming? If we're planting, we'll plant floating cloud-cotton fields.
Infrastructure? How about an aerial watchtower network?
Trade? We'll build the fastest air-transport network on the continent.
With her cool, almost ruthless intelligence, Xia Qi turns modern knowledge into a blueprint for another world. Leading these big, flying "cats," she builds a city in the sky on barren land, making the name "Flying Tiger" ring across the heavens. (No romance, focused on infrastructure and farming, with a healing, fluffy vibe.)
Theme: A cozy, healing wish-fulfillment story
