When the apocalypse arrives, former elite soldier Lin Yang becomes the most miserable security guard, blocked by zombies at the door and mocked by two eccentric female college students for "not even being able to hold the door open."

Unexpectedly, a "Post-Apocalyptic Survival System" appeared out of nowhere: collect beautiful women to gain superpowers, and earn a survival point every ten seconds!

"Beauties? Superpowers? Supplies?" Lin Yang stroked his chin, looked at the school beauties across the street who were starving and their eyes were practically glowing with greed, and suddenly laughed.

The former king of soldiers picked up a gun, his left hand wielding a Desert Eagle to shoot zombies, his right hand cooking hotpot to seduce beauties, and incidentally settling a family feud and taking down a billionaire.

"Everyone says the apocalypse is tough? Sorry, I'm living off my wife (and superpowers) until I'm stuffed!"

[Farming + Warhammer Fantasy + War + Slow Pace]

The shadow of the end has loomed over the century-long countdown, and the chaotic torrent is about to breach the world's dams. Demons roar, tearing reality apart, nations crumble in the flames of war, and even the highest gods cannot escape their fate of demise.

Who can reverse this doomed fate?

"Humans? They're as fragile as paper, not a single one of them is worth a fight!"

"Pointy ears? All they do is fight amongst themselves and gossip, they're such useless sissies!"

"Short and timid? Hiding in holes like turtles, just a bunch of shut-ins getting moldy!"

A green-skinned orc with bared fangs spat, surveying the battlefield with disdain. Behind him stretched an endless mass of massive black orcs, their muscular bodies laden with spoils; there were night goblin fanatics wielding bone spikes, their crimson eyes burning with Waaaaagh flames; there was the Queen Spider, a mobile fortress, her eight legs sending debris flying wherever they stepped; there were the Great Techies carrying booming firearms, their strange devices crackling with electricity—even the legendary ancient space machine, supposedly floating in the clouds, hummed and followed behind the green-skinned army.

When the soul of the transmigrator collided with this green-skinned body born for war, and when the cold system interface met the green-skinned man's greatest "I think" technique, a wonderful chemical reaction erupted.

The orc suddenly raised his giant axe, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and a deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth:

"I think—to save this wretched world, we still need our big green skins!"

"From this day forward, I am the savior!"

"Waaaaagh!"

A top-tier soldier transmigrates into a rookie Mexican police officer?

Start with an M4, and the system will level you up like crazy with headshots! Engage in 1v5 street battles, and the Skull Gang becomes your experience pack; recruit female snipers, build Shadow Blade, unlock the entire drug cartel map, and money and beauties will roll in.

From a lone wolf on the fringes to the king of the frontier, he slays five alliances, destroys the CIA, threatens the world with nuclear weapons, and single-handedly builds an army—a nightmare for drug lords!

[Starry Sky Railway + Zone Zero + Fan Fiction + Slice of Life]

Good news! I've been transported to the world of Zero by transforming into Silver Wolf.

The bad news is that there are no Star Gods in this world, so the power of destiny cannot be used.

Moreover, in this world, Silver Wolf is a homeless person from the moment he transmigrates because he doesn't have an ID card. He starts with a small bowl and has no other choice.

However, the brave wolf is not afraid of difficulties.

For a planet with such extremely backward technology, well, becoming a cyber emperor isn't too much to ask, is it?

Ruthless, fast, and powerful!

A row of girls lined the roadside, available for drivers to choose from. In the desolate radiation zone, they were only hoping to get a share of the drivers' food...

Mutant monsters, treacherous hearts, evil organizations—all are equal under the threat of guns.

It's not that we don't want to reason, it's just that force is more cost-effective.

An ever-upgrading transport vehicle,

A group of partners who depend on each other for life and death.

A ray of light in the apocalypse!

Note: The author rejects the yuri (girls' love) theme of Blue Archives (which is quite strange), so this article is not yuri.

This is a post-apocalyptic story, not about Kiwatos.

Also, this information was modified on January 30th. Have you participated in the All-Out War yet?

As the world entered the post-apocalyptic zone, Prana's Zero Cha chose to build an ordinary shelter and hide there in the early days of the apocalypse, where 10 years passed.

By chance, her refuge was discovered.

Perhaps... this was all preordained fate.

Unwittingly arriving at this familiar courtyard house, Song Yuan, possessing memories of his future life, believes that respecting the fate of others is a fundamental virtue. You're taking advantage of your age? I'll speak of national righteousness! You're trying to morally blackmail me? I'll say the law is impartial! In this vibrant era, Song Yuan doesn't want to deal with these petty squabbles; he only wants to shine! Single female lead + intelligent protagonist + no vulgarity + no talismans. There's a cheat code, but it's not very useful. The main story is about a modern person using legal thinking to live in a courtyard house.

(Book club: 455502963) (Fanfiction with major modifications! This is a novel that even those who have never played Arknights can enjoy!) After being transmigrated and thrown into the wilderness, on the verge of starvation, what would a mobile game player's first reaction be when they see a beautiful girl with long, purple, waist-length hair in a single ponytail, wearing a black and yellow outfit and carrying a gun? "wa2000! Help me! I want to join Griffin! Let me see the boss!!" "What's Griffin? I'm Exusiai!" [Pitfall]

As the king of an arms empire, Tang Mo unexpectedly perished and transmigrated to a completely different world, where he unexpectedly obtained an Arms King System.

In this backward world, Tang Mo relies on the abilities granted to him by the system to drive the development of the entire world.

After all, the desire for conquest is the driving force behind the progress of civilization, and life has been constantly evolving between attack and defense for millions of years...

So, selling assault rifles to these archers and training knights to be tank crewmen... there's nothing wrong with that, right?

Long-range weapons are guaranteed to hit, like a lock-on cheat. Gatling gun in action, how about a precise barrage? A wall of sighs, anyone? Sword energy is fired, then curves back to hit again. One moment an S-shaped trajectory, the next a B-class trajectory. The enemy is speechless. Damn it, this is insulting! A humanoid self-propelled turret, a humanoid self-propelled nuke. Evil spirit: Dude, you're the really evil one.