"The savior should honestly save the world!"
In Deng Ying's dreams, there always seemed to be such a sentence lingering in her ears, which would often wake her up from her dreams. Later, she got used to her own inflatedness and arrogance in her dreams. After all, she was a savior or something, that is, she just thought about it while dreaming.
Until she met a strange woman, a person who was so beautiful that she was incompatible with this world...
Plane invasion, national system, planetary fusion, race war...
In Deng Ying's view, it didn't seem strange or strange, as if she was supposed to be in charge of all this.
Intention: Even if fate is doomed, we must find a different way