Mо Qianqiаn, an inheritоr of the Мo Familу Mechаniсаl Arts—а fоrm of intangible сultural hеritаge—transmigrаtes into а heаrt-wrеnсhing romаnce nоvel set in а роst-apocalyptic Wаstеland.
She is the tragiс fеmale leаd, рhysically and emotionally abused by the male lead, and ultimately dies after having her blood drained.
She is determined to change her fate and avoid the certain death written for her in the book.
The male lead is such a scumbag, so why keep him around?
During a hunt, she devises a plan to ditch him.
And she even hooks a powerful man who was supposed to die young in the original plot to be her backer.
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Everyone thinks she’s as weak as a kitten, a frail Healing Ability User who can be bullied by anyone and needs protection.
But little do they know, the Hand Crossbows she casually crafts can pierce armor at ten paces and hit a bullseye at a hundred.
The Thousand Mechanism Arrow Array she sets up in her shanty zone encampment kills with every step; anyone who trespasses will meet their doom.
The Mechanism War Beasts she creates are in no way inferior in combat power to the strongest Armed Robot Warriors of the current era.
In this apocalyptic Wasteland, she recreates the legend from the Mechanical Arts of Scattering Beans to Form Soldiers, capable of fighting ten thousand enemies alone.
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The Second Male Lead Rises
Gentle, powerful, and devoted second male lead X Money-grubbing (hit it and quit it) female lead
Second Male Lead: I will use an entire city as your shield.
Female Lead: Love only brings misfortune. I only talk money, not feelings.
Second Male Lead: But you’ve already had your way with me, you have to take responsibility.
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Second Male Lead’s Perspective:
I am Mu Shengzhou, the leader of the Grim Reaper Mercenary Corps.
When the Grim Reaper Mercenary Corps was besieged by a Zombie Horde, suppressed by rival forces, with our weapons and equipment damaged beyond repair and no way to replenish them…
Every time I was on the verge of collapse, she would descend like a divine weapon and turn the tide.
She is my goddess, my salvation.
I would never dare to profane her.
If she wants freedom, I will give it. If she loves money, I will earn it. If she seeks adventure, I will accompany her. No matter what, whenever she looks back, I will be right behind her.
