[Post-apocalyptic disasters, golden finger, infrastructure, survival, romance]
In the third year of the apocalypse, humanity had survived extreme cold, extreme heat, acid rain, and dense smog, only to be told by the authorities that the land they relied on to survive would be submerged by seawater within three days.
No one on the planet would be spared.
Blue Star would become a Blue Star in the truest sense of the word.
Fortunately, Xi Jun didn't have to compete with the public for a boat ticket worth its weight in gold.
At that moment, she was sucking on a cold drink aboard the submarine the government had assigned her, studying her golden finger.
On the ocean's surface lay a patch of land she'd just created.
Beside her was the general the government had sent to "protect" her.
Yang Hua frowned at the one-square-meter patch in front of him.
"Really, you can't make it any bigger?"
Xi Jun shrugged. This golden finger hadn't come with an instruction manual. It was all down to her mood.
Suddenly, a wave splashed over and soaked the general's white shirt, outlining a hazy six-pack.
Xi Jun swallowed, then calmly looked away.
And then, with a whoosh, another little patch of land appeared beside the one in the sea.
Yang Hua: ?
[Fun-loving heiress x all-around soldier]
2026.07.10
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Theme: Serve your country, but don't forget to enjoy life while you can.
