Zhong Qiaozhen, the Picture of Calm

In the final years of the old calendar, heavily polluted emissions caused harmful radioactive elements to sweep across the globe within thirty years. They killed and mutated vast numbers of marine creatures, then spread into the air through rain and oxygen produced by seaweed. Humans inhaled and accumulated them, and a global catastrophe of mutation engulfed the civilization of the old human race. Plants mutated, animals mutated, and humans mutated. The whole world descended into chaos.

Afterward, humanity struggled across the mutated world, wading through the mire and gradually reinforcing and rebuilding the distorted, fallen civilization.

Zhong Qiaozhen, a female cultivator on the verge of the Nascent Soul stage, was ambushed while breaking through to the next realm. She transmigrated into this world and became an ordinary high school student named Zhong Qiaozhen. It was the year 314 of the New Calendar, in a new civilization where mutated humans made up 99.99 percent of the population. Some could see through things, some could fly, some could smash steel plates with their minds, and some could twist their bodies into pretzel shapes... Zhong Qiaozhen belonged to the 0.01 percent, the one in ten thousand who remained unchanged: a descendant of the old human race.

It seemed there was nothing else to do but live on in this bizarre world with a steady heart.

Zhong Qiaozhen: Human beings don't share the same joys and sorrows. All I can say is, you're noisy.

The blurb was revised in accordance with the website's rules. 2023.10.10

Theme: As long as civilization endures, humanity will live on.