An Ran transmigrated without warning, and a ding sounded in her head.
[Survival System bound! Congratulations on awakening your talents: Resource Sense (F-rank), Faint Growth (F-rank), and Energy-Saving Mode (F-rank)]
An Ran was overjoyed.
A System? That was the golden finger every transmigrator needed.
And she got three! She was going to take off!
When she stepped out of the cabin, the guy next door scratched his head. "I awakened an S-rank Inferno Storm. Who doesn't have a System these days?"
An Ran: ???
She turned around and saw that everyone had a System, and every single one had better talents than hers.
The despair of adulthood always came so suddenly.
It turned out she wasn't heaven's chosen one, but heaven's chosen waste.
Just as she was about to close the panel in despair, her finger slipped.
[Abnormal number of talents detected. Normal number: 1. Your number: 3.]
[Report failed. Reporting abandoned. Please do your best to survive aboard Noah's Ark.]
An Ran: ...Wait, forget about the ranks for a moment. Everyone else only has one, but she has three?
Later, several rumors spread aboard Noah's Ark:
Rumor One: My ten minutes beat your five by a mile
In the toxic fog zone, even top experts collapsed after five minutes. Someone endured for ten and snatched the legendary Primordial Herb, which could permanently raise one's talent rank. The top experts posted a sky-high bounty, but no one has found out who took it.
Rumor Two: Seeds mysteriously vanish, and a materials dealer rises to prominence
The Fog Zone had several piles of supposedly useless thousand-year-old spirit plant seeds. They were said to yield a key material for upgrading cabins, but experts with plant talents had long since appraised them as garbage.
Then, mysteriously, the seeds vanished, and a reliable supplier of key cabin upgrade materials appeared in the trading zone.
Rumor Three: I'm S-rank! (sobbing) How can an F-rank beat me so badly...
An S-rank talent user tried to rob and ambush an isolated F-rank talent user he considered worthless. The other person casually waved a hand, and vines burst out, tying the S-rank up like a dumpling. When he was finally rescued, he was still muttering, "I'm S-rank... How can an F-rank..."
Everyone wondered who the mysterious person was and what terrifyingly high-rank talent they possessed.
Only An Ran sat in the spacious, bright top-floor cabin she had expanded, watering her thousand-year-old spirit seeds while listening to the gossip outside.
A talent of an extremely high rank? What was that? She only had three of the most useless F-rank talents!
[Reading Guide]
- A slow-paced story about farming, survival, exploration, and adventure.
This is neither quick transmigration nor an infinite-flow story. Everyone is aboard Noah's Ark, gradually exploring a completely unknown world. For now, you could call it a grand-world survival adventure.
- Basically, it's all about clever tricks combining and stacking three skills.
- 1v1, both leads' first relationship, male lead appears in the middle-to-late story, a cold-faced, dependable husband type.
- The romance isn't a major focus, so read according to your preferences.
Theme: Live on with effort and optimism
