"You're just an embalmer, what can you do?" Mia wiped her face, the warm blood in her palms murmuring in her mind, "You can't do anything."
When the fleet of the New Athens Alliance landed on the Sporeland, the towering buildings, unheard of technology, and the level of medical skills from three hundred years ago made the crew deep in thought. The injured crew member covered his wound and was instinctively afraid of the sticky bowl of something in the doctor's hand. He glanced at his companions who were also at a loss. What the hell were they in?
This is the sporogenous continent, where there is no illness, no aging, and no painful death. This is CyberCanaan and all are welcome.
Pre-meal reminder: #No system, no time travel, no super golden fingers, please be careful if it is not a cool article!
#The female protagonist will not have an official partner, and there will be no male protagonist! There is no male protagonist! There is no male protagonist!
#Novice authors are welcome to leave comments and suggestions. A complete outline is already available. Updates will be made slowly but in the future.
Purpose: Cruel history will also be the fuel for scientific and technological progress