[Natural Disasters] [Base Building] [Stockpiling Supplies] [Data Panel]
Blurb:
[Ding! Please accept your base panel!]
[Level: 1
Temperature: -10°C to 0°C
Maximum Residents: 300
Current Residents: 1
Buildings Owned: 0
Taxes: Not set]
Bian Xia was crouching on the ground waiting for her useless brother when she looked up and found herself in a world devastated by an extreme cold disaster.
Extreme cold, man-eating mutants, savage mutated beasts... People struggled to survive in a desolate world, fighting tooth and nail over scraps of food, until a base appeared out of nowhere in a remote region.
Here, there were endless rice fields, orchards growing countless kinds of fruit, even herbs that restored health and ores that improved weapon attributes...
The whole world went crazy!
[Offering a huge sum for a permanent resident spot at Base 37!]
[I can never get anything from the trading post. Can someone buy it for me? I'll pay double!]
[Does anyone know the lord of Base 37? I heard someone else attends the annual meetings on their behalf! Damn it, we can't catch them at all!!!]
Farming, stockpiling grain, unlocking buildings, developing the base... Bian Xia enjoyed it all. But at some point, her base suddenly became a paradise for people all over the world.
Wait...
Why didn't anyone consult her before making her the hope of the whole world?!
Help... As an introvert, she's under a tiny bit of pressure.
I'm terrible at writing blurbs... Anyway, this is a story about natural disasters at the end of the world and a lord building up a base!
Theme: Don't back down when faced with difficulties
