[Wasteland Survival]
Blurb:
The Upper City is awash in decadent luxury and neon lights, while the Lower City is filled with curling smoke from cooking fires, where people struggle to stay alive and keep food on the table.
Wen Hao belonged to neither place. The moment she opened her eyes, she was in a slum, burning with a high fever and growing weaker by the minute. She was wrapped in a straw mat, and they were just waiting for her to stop breathing so they could toss her out.
Wen Hao didn't want to die.
The boy before her was her stepbrother. To survive, she gritted her teeth and chose to lie. “Save me. I've awakened... I'm useful...”
She hadn't awakened at all. She'd only lied to her unlucky brother. Fortunately, being reborn had brought with it the game inventory she'd played even on the verge of dying suddenly, so she could at least pretend for a little while.
Theme: Life is beautiful. Getting angry is no good
