[Apocalypse + Game + Invincible + Data-Driven + Decisive Action + Infrastructure Development + Farming]

Before the official arrival of the apocalypse, it will first appear in the form of a mobile game.

Those who didn't take the game seriously suffered greatly.

Reborn before the apocalyptic game existed,

Faced with a thatched hut at the start,

Cheng Jing seized the opportunity, grinding and spending money extensively.

We are determined to create the safest territory!

Unexpectedly, this left behind a bad reputation in the martial arts world:

This lord is powerful but overly cautious.

A gray fog engulfs the world, a lighthouse hangs high. Zhang Yang transmigrates to a post-apocalyptic world, ending up in a slum. Unable to pay rent, he faces being thrown out to feed the monsters. Fortunately, he's bound to a simulator; by consuming spiritual energy, he can deduce a lifetime and receive rewards! Zhang Yang simulates the future daily, cautiously trying and failing, searching for a way to survive, and uncovering the truth. Suddenly, he looks back and realizes he has already broken through the gray fog and fought his way through the apocalypse… This book is also known as: "Surviving the Apocalypse, Luckily I Have a Simulator," "Simulating the Future a Thousand Times, Emerging with a Single Life," and "Simulating Godhood, Starting from the Post-Apocalyptic Slums."

[Grand world view + high-level martial arts + clones + no saintly side + leveling up + crushing victory + decisive killing]

"On August 12, 2025, a giant centipede, over a thousand meters long and resembling a cast-of-red metal, appeared in Hiroshima, Japan, causing worldwide panic!"

"On that day, mushroom clouds rose again over Guangxi..."

"After devouring millions of lives, the behemoth burrowed into the ground and disappeared, and nuclear bombs and megaton-class explosives did not cause it any damage whatsoever!"

"The Cherry Blossom Kingdom never recovered from this setback, and people later named this giant beast: Fallen Twilight."

Thus, a new era begins!

...

Su Chen transmigrated to the era of high martial arts, obtained the Golden Python clone, and with his heaven-defying comprehension and double stat allocation, he could level up infinitely!

[The host possesses extraordinary comprehension, comprehending the World-Destroying Crimson Lotus Visualization Technique! Within their own divine sense, they have generated a blazing, demonic lotus-destroying flame, intensely powerful and capable of incinerating everything!]

[The host possesses extraordinary comprehension, comprehending the Python Devouring Blood Technique! He grows stronger by eating meat!]

[The host possesses extraordinary comprehension, comprehending the Nirvana Bone Tempering Technique! Tempering his entire skeletal structure, he cultivates unparalleled supreme bones, reigning supreme over the world!]

Yu Sheng was reborn into the interstellar era and bound to a cub care system. Seeing the hungry and bullied cubs in the orphanage, she, a self-proclaimed furry lover, immediately rolled up her sleeves and vowed to take good care of the cubs.

Yu Sheng, a farming expert, says that in interstellar space, farming and raising children is the way to go.

But later...

Yu Sheng stared wide-eyed at the Federal Marshal who had turned into a cub and was now clinging to his orphanage.

The man in his crisp military uniform pursed his lips, his pale ear tips flushed crimson.

"In interstellar space, only spouses may touch the belly of a Holsian in his bestial form."

Yu Sheng, who had kissed and petted the cubs countless times, silently raised her hand: "Can I be a scumbag woman?"

"He's already dead. Just send him to the crematorium." Ye Xi, the post-apocalyptic powerhouse, had barely opened his eyes when he was presented with a crematorium gift package. The original owner of this body was handsome, rich, and owned a house, yet he was infatuated with love, determined to hang himself on Mu Zhige's big tree. To avoid another crematorium visit, Ye Xi quickly signed the annulment agreement prepared by the domineering CEO, preparing to live a leisurely life of farming and retirement. Who knew that retirement would be so difficult? A breach of contract penalty blocked his way, and a ferocious star beast was eyeing him menacingly from behind. The mutated star beast, now a "delicious dessert," chuckled, rolled up his sleeves, and charged forward. "You unfilial son, kneel down and call me father!"

[Rank 1 Skeleton Already Generated]

[Level 1 Slime Already Generated]

[Captured: Level 45 Fallen Saintess Elise]

…………

Lin Cheng was originally a top player in the massive online game "Conquer Online", but his account was banned due to a scheme.

Suddenly, the world changed, and the game became reality.

Lin Cheng originally intended to rely on his experience to advance smoothly, but he unexpectedly found himself becoming a bound spirit of the underground city.

Let's start managing the dungeon!

Being a ninja isn't easy, especially for an ordinary one. Compared to the ninjas who are constantly on the go, working 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days a week) is truly a blessing. But someone has to do it, right? As the saying goes, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Traversing the Swallowed Starry Sky, carrying the Three Thousand Great Daos of Immortality, he swept through the land unchallenged. On Earth: Using the Zerg hive's poison gas to cultivate a supreme poison technique, his cosmic-level attacks were unmatched. In the Universe: The Great Five Elements Technique... the Great World Technique... mastering all the laws. The Great Blood Soul Technique, the Great Devouring Technique... mastering perfect genes. The Great Treasure Refining Technique transformed him into a wholesaler of precious treasures.

[Refreshing story + invincible protagonist + extraordinary potion system + bizarre monsters + wilderness migration and survival + item fusion and evolution + decisive and ruthless + extreme survival]

In May, when the world was shrouded in eerie fog, some people drew their swords over half a moldy steamed bun by the campfire of the migrating team. Meanwhile, Ling Feng was chewing on a piece of wheat bread in his mobile fortress. The rotten, hard lumps mixed with morning dew and peach wood had somehow become a fluffy staple food, with a sweet aroma that also carried the scent of exorcising evil spirits.

This ability was forced out by the Shadowfiend. When the Shadowfiend was chasing him to the brink of death, three wrecked cars suddenly twisted into a campervan with runic iron netting, and the faint light repelled the ghost.

He hid himself extremely well: during the day, he covered the fortress with withered branches, hiding it at the back of the line as scrap metal; at night, he activated the oxygen supply system, cultivating soul-suppressing herbs and vegetables in the cultivation chamber. But if any tomb raiders dared to touch the fortress, he would use a binding rope made of ink line and ghostly fingernails to create bait, throwing it into the fog to lure away the Crying Bone.

While others sought exorcising talismans and water, he had already used the Shadow Demon Soul Core to create an extraordinary potion. A glimmer in his eyes allowed him to see through the truth: the Crying Bone harmed people with the Heart-Eating Curse, requiring the fusion of Soul-Suppressing Grass and a Copper Bell to make Tranquilizing Incense; the Painted Skin Ghost was hiding in the crowd, requiring the use of a fragment of the Demon-Revealing Mirror and a flashlight to create a Deception-Dispelling Lamp to expose him.

The migration was long and arduous, the rotting wood forest thick with black sap that clung to souls, old clothes piled high, hooking fingers with deadly intent; the human heart was more treacherous than ghosts. But Lingfeng's fortress was always brightly lit, and the tomatoes in the cultivation pods bore golden-edged fruit, imbued with the power of the potion. He turned the steering wheel, the iron mesh shattering the ghostly shadows, the tires crushing white bones, chewing on bread as he looked at the chaos in the rearview mirror, and let out a cold laugh.

In this world, the strongest source of confidence isn't prayer, but the ability to turn scrap metal into a demon-slaying sword and moldy steamed buns into hot meals. Ling Feng happens to excel at this.

【Fantasy】【Plot】【Growth】【Microgram】【Not Purely Cool Article】

"The Sword of the End."

"Friends of God."

"Master of Secret Structures."

"The mortal enemy of catastrophic nuclear-level pollution."

"The youngest federal consul."

"The Twelve Honorary Bishops of the Terminus Orthodox Church."

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At the opening ceremony of the new class of the Transfiguration Temple University.

The host held the microphone and asked, "Excuse me, which title do you think best suits you?"

"Ahem." Fang Bai took the microphone.

"Actually, I don't really like these titles."

"I still like you to call me."

"The founder of the Orthodox religion."

"The greatest liar in the new world."

"A enthusiast of forbidden weapons."

"Master of natural disaster creation."

"or."

"Fang Dachui, who has committed many evil deeds."

......

Serious introduction:

Would you rather burn history books and offer a white veil to the old world, or dance in the celebration of the new world while holding the rotten truth?

When the world bleeds amidst collapse, when the oracle echoes within civilization...

Where should you go?