The doomsday countdown has ended.

The human fleet sailed into deep space.

However, they permanently abandoned the vegetative state patient who could not wake up on the dying Earth.

When the last unconscious person, Lu Zhao, awoke in the empty city.

What awaited him was not rescue, but a devastating storm that engulfed the globe and utter helplessness!

In dire straits.

[God-level Technology System] Activated, knowledge burned in his mind.

Under the live broadcast of the entire human fleet.

Amidst the ruins of civilization, he dismantled abandoned factories with his bare hands and smelted steel!

With a mortal body, he embarked on a mad plan that would shake the stars—

Handcrafted Iron Man suit!

When the first arc of electricity lit up his palm, all the fugitives in front of the screens gasped in shock!

What they discarded was either a burden or a god capable of redefining the future!

[Making money like crazy + divination + word entry modification + professional word stealing + wasteland world + martial arts + high-dimensional civilization + fast-paced, exhilarating story + violent growth]

Today's fortune: Average

[Status: Untouchable]

[First Fortune Sign (Minor Good Fortune): North Mountain outside the city, there may be some gains]

[Second Job Offer (Level 2): ​​A store in the city is hiring temporary delivery drivers; you can earn a little money through hard work.]

[Sign 3 (Very Unlucky): In a hidden cave outside the city, a demonic tiger preparing to give birth is unusually ferocious. You can wait until it gives birth and then take the cubs away; you will receive a considerable reward.]

He consults the oracle daily so that he can seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

Fang Ping'an transmigrated to a wasteland world, which is divided into an upper realm and a lower realm. There is a high-dimensional civilization that controls the entire world. He starts as a lowly commoner, but he is not worried. With his left hand, he casts a divination every day, and with his right hand, he has the ability to modify the entries of all things, which makes him feel like a fish in water in this wasteland world.

You're incredibly talented? (Copy and paste.)

You have it, and so do I.

I'll also ruin your talent.

Facing the mechanical monster with mythical-level attributes, Fang Ping'an calmly advised, "We all live under the same sky, so let's value harmony. What, you won't listen? Don't blame me for turning your mythical-level attributes into ordinary blank attributes, knocking you down to the mortal realm, and then stomping you to death."

Facing the self-proclaimed supreme rulers of this wasteland world, Fang Ping'an sighed, "Do you know how much money I spent to make you all mediocre? It was tens or hundreds of billions, and now we're back to square one. So, if you shouldn't die, who should?"