The Doomsday Countdown Begins, but My Summons Look All Wrong

On the final day of the Eternal Night Era, Li Zhaoxi, humanity’s strongest dark summoner, closed her eyes and fell into a long sleep on her throne of bones. When she opened them again, time had returned to before the apocalypse began. The good news: She was reborn with all her max-level memories. The bad news: The apocalypse would begin in ten seconds. Li Zhaoxi swung a fire axe and chopped down a green monster. She offered its corpse as a sacrifice, hoping to summon one of the loyal, useful creatures from her previous life. Instead, a classical beauty stepped out of the summoning circle, dressed in a gorgeous silk qipao, with eyes as limpid as autumn waters. Looking delicate and bewildered, the woman gazed around the chaotic classroom. Li Zhaoxi looked at the frail beauty who seemed ready to topple in a breeze, then glanced at the insect horde surging in like a tidal wave outside the window. “...Is there still time to return her?”