After the Separation of the Earth and the Moon, I Picked up the Heart of God

Geologist Su Nanzhi traveled to ancient times and was tied to an altar by a primitive tribe. She took out the geological hammer with her backhand: "Don't make trouble, I can help you find the salt spring." From pottery to copper smelting, from city building to canal digging, she built civilization in the wilderness. Until I dug out a piece of "Heaven Iron", a cold male voice came to my mind: "You stepped on my moon core." He is the last Tianzhensi on the moon, trapped in the weightless divine realm for thousands of years. He called her "Little Land Guest" and she called him "Old Antique". But the core of the moon is cold, and the earth and moon are dividing. Every time there is a moonquake, the earth will set off a tsunami that will destroy the world. The only way to survive is to push the moon away. The price is: he will die. She pushed him into deep space with her own hands. Three hundred years later, on the Antarctic ice sheet, She picked up a heart that was still beating. He gave up his godhood and immortality, exchanged the body temperature of a mortal, and returned to her side. [Infrastructure farming + earth and moon myths + ten thousand year gods + ending HE]