Picking up a Civilization in the End of the World

Earth's outer space! A strong man with a height of three meters stood in the void, with a blue planet printed on his eyes, stroking a book with a black background and purple stripes in his hand, murmuring in the language of an unknown country: "Too weak, too weak! Even the power of the core has only been grasped superficially... But there is no way, the divine pattern civilization must be passed on after all..." As the man spoke, endless blood-colored substance overflowed from his body, covering the entire earth in an instant... After doing all this, he threw the book in his hand towards the earth: "Rebirth from ruin! Cherish this hard-won opportunity..."