The apocalypse arrived, and Ji Pu awakened a spatial ability. Though it had no offensive power, he relied on it to struggle through five years of the apocalypse with his parents and younger brother, only to be cruelly betrayed and abandoned by them.
"We adopted you when we thought we couldn't have children, and raised you as our own. Then our son was born, and we always felt you were in the way. Maybe this is for the best."
After Ji Pu died, he was reborn with his space six months before the apocalypse.
This time, he took fifty million and a villa, then left that wealthy family of his own accord.
The nightmare of dying in his past life haunted him day after day, driving him to build a doomsday sanctuary that belonged to him alone: nourishing a spiritual spring with heaps of jade, planting rare flowers and herbs collected from all over the country alongside crops in his space, taking in stray animals, and expanding his space without pause...
Everything was ready. Ji Pu waited quietly for the apocalypse to arrive.
But the apocalypse never came. Instead, one strange person after another showed up.
"Immortal, the Xie clan requests permission to enter and cultivate. Our entire clan will devote itself to building this blessed land."
"Immortal, the Liuyun Sect has brought all its treasures. Please take us in."
They said his space was a blessed paradise, where spiritual energy flowed without end, and where innate spiritual roots, ancient spirit herbs, and void beasts could be found... They had cultivated for thousands of years and shattered the void, all in order to ascend to a blessed paradise like this.
Ji Pu looked at the cabbages he had grown and the stray cats he had taken in. "..."
Later, when Ji Pu finally left the villa, he learned that although the apocalypse had not arrived, other changes had taken place in the world. Many people had undergone a new kind of "mutation."
His family called. His father's voice brimmed with excitement. "Your younger brother has developed a spiritual root! We're holding a celebration banquet for him and looking for a place rich in spiritual energy so he can cultivate. Come back and share in the good fortune!"
With the spiritual qi revival, some people had developed spiritual roots. They needed spiritual food to temper their bodies and spiritual energy to cultivate. But spiritual energy was scarce across the globe, and places where it was abundant were few and far between, making them the target of fierce competition among all factions.
Ji Pu returned to his space. Spiritual ley lines converged there, and spiritual roots were everywhere. The group of people were arguing so fiercely over where to establish a new ley line that their faces had turned red. The moment they saw him, their necks stopped turning red, and they just blushed as they asked him to settle the matter.
Theme: Everyone has a duty to build a home.