I Create Dreams of Chinese Civilization in the Interstellar Age

After struggling to survive in the apocalypse, Xia Zhuo woke up to find she had transmigrated into a star-spanning era as an undocumented citizen. Once she got settled, she searched every corner of the Star Network with her brain-computer, but couldn't find a trace of Blue Star.

In this age, the most sought-after people of every race were illusionists. They drew on civilization as their foundation and imagination as their wings, using their mental power to create countless wondrous spectacles and fight the Shadow Clan, who devoured the memories of intelligent beings and took over their lives.

Xia Zhuo had a simple reason for joining the illusionist livestream battles: there was a legend in the stars that if a civilization was captivating enough, it would naturally light the way home.

No need to offer sacrifices to one's ancestors and tell them of one's success. The long road ahead, I will walk on my own.

As a novelist who wrote about everything before the apocalypse, imagination was what Xia Zhuo had in abundance.

And so, across the stars, people saw the mythical beasts from the Classic of Mountains and Seas battling their foes; a long, lilting ballad that went from desert smoke to streams winding past little bridges; recipes that made every species tremble; and the shining stars of a long and storied history...

After a long pursuit and wait, Xia Zhuo finally saw that gentle, azure planet.

P.S.:

1. No male lead, no male lead, no male lead. The heroine is the strongest. Repeating this three times because it's important.

2. This is self-indulgent. After reading The Interstellar Dreamweaver, I ran out of things to read and wanted to write a story about spreading Huaxia civilization across the stars.

3. The heroine will go home!

4. I made up the Shadow Clan. Feel free to help flesh out the setting. Mainly, I needed a good reason for illusionists to have high status.

Theme: Stand by your choices and stride forward.