The holy wings are stained with the blood of young witches, and the greedy devils are bewitching unsteady souls in bars and dance floors.

In the deepest trench stands the lost Atlantis, and the secret society established centuries ago is trying to revive the ancient king of magic. The dark side of the moon is stationed with a war outpost from the sea of ​​stars.

Just before the universe is about to collapse, the mysterious Abnormal Control Bureau quietly surfaced, and then they realized...

The Control Bureau has been using amnestics to cover up its whereabouts and secretly monitor the world.

And those races and civilizations that are aware of the existence of the Control Bureau and try to resist them have been secretly rendered harmless and completely forgotten by the world before the truth is revealed. Only warnings that no one understands are quietly circulated in the dark:

"We control, use, and destroy." - Director of the Abnormal Control Bureau/Ma En

[No heroine + no ambiguity + no emotional line + decisive killing]

In the crowd under the neon city, there are monsters covered in human skin, and they walk among them like normal people.

The TV said that these people are called Resuscitators, they feed on human flesh and are brutal monsters.

On a peaceful afternoon, an ordinary high school sophomore student undergoes a mutation and becomes a resuscitator standing against all mankind!

In order to survive, he signed a contract with God and walked the world in the body of God.

"If this era can't accommodate me, then there's no need for it to exist."

"No superpowers + no system + natural disasters + base flow + stockpiling flow + farming flow + group portrait + no abuse of the master + decisive killing"

My friend, I have read so many apocalyptic articles.

Are you aesthetically fatigued by all those messy superpowers, brainless systems, and beautiful women throwing themselves at you?

Come and see how ordinary modern people can build a logical home in the end times.

An ordinary multi-perspective group farming story about the end of the world.

The end of the world in the minds of ordinary people!

Have you considered the types of food to be stockpiled, storage time, planting difficulty, annual output, and per capita consumption?

Have you considered base site selection, fences, reservoirs, power generation, plantations, farms, warehouses, factories, dormitories, laboratories, etc.?

Have you considered the preparation of weapons before the end of the world, the acquisition of weapons after the end of the world, and the production and manufacturing of guns, bullets, and explosives?

Have you considered the reasonable acquisition of drones, commercial helicopters, armed helicopters, various talents, equipment, and energy?

Have you ever considered how to scientifically arrange the defense circle of your base, so that you can feel the pleasure of killing billions of zombies when they attack the city?

Have you ever considered why zombies can move around without a heartbeat or blood circulation, and can survive for years without eating?

Have you ever thought about how to establish a new order in a wasteland apocalypse?

If you can calm down and watch it.

There may be some immature answers here.

or

Try it?

PS: There are many types of natural disasters. Zombies will build towers to attack the city. They run fast and have a keen sense of smell. They are weak during the day and become stronger at night. They are not the old walking type.

(A story about ordinary people in the apocalypse who try to be as realistic as possible, semi-invincible, safety first, zombies will never have wisdom, and the survival of the survivors is always the main theme. It does not abuse the protagonist, and is an alternative and refreshing story)

[No system][Genius swordsmanship][Passionate][Decisive killing]

The elder sister died of exhaustion, the mother was seriously ill, and the gambling uncle actually set his eyes on the money for his sister's life.

Li Guanqi killed men with a knife until he met an old man named Su Xuan.

Eight years later, the boy became a sword-carrying man.

Behind him was not a sword box, but a sword coffin, a coffin for burying swords!

From then on, the young man with lofty ambitions stepped into the bloody world of cultivation!

(Note: This book is not a harem story, a stallion story, a neighborhood war god story, or a supernatural story. If you don't like it, you can leave directly.

This book has no female protagonist. It focuses on the crazy hoarding of supplies + underground bases + technological farming + decisive killing + creating a cruel and desperate apocalyptic world.

If you are tired of reading Tomato's various neighborhood war god stories and stallion harem stories, this book may give you a refreshing feeling! )

The apocalyptic natural disaster has come, governments around the world have collapsed from the start, and humanity has entered a state of anarchy.

Various natural disasters occurred one after another, causing more than 96% of human deaths.

The world is devastated at the end of the world and human civilization has been completely destroyed.

Li Ming had a very long dream. He dreamed that he survived in the end of the world for seven years, but died tragically in the end.

After waking up from the dream, he awakened the system and found that he could increase the quantity of supplies a hundredfold. So half a year before the end of the world, Li Ming started a crazy stockpiling mode!

Short of money? Here’s a stock tip from the system as a reward.

Short of guns? Just take a huge sum of money to the neighboring Lada region to frantically purchase guns and ammunition.

Short of oil? Head to the desert and just empty out all the oil they've produced.

Short of food or supplies? Go shopping in various countries overseas for free.

Lack of security? With Brother Tongzi here, you will have the safest underground base in the world!

So Li Ming began to recruit soldiers in the underground base, and tried his best to expand his strength in the doomsday.

In the apocalypse, he developed farming, promoted industrialization, wiped out other opposition forces, and eventually became the king of the apocalypse and rebuilt human civilization! ! ! ! !

This is the 41st millennium of the galactic human empire, and this is the story of that era;

Humans have forgotten the power of science and technology, and because they have forgotten too much, they will never be able to regain them.

Mankind has also forgotten the promise of progress and understanding, because this cruel and dark future is only war.

There is no peace among the stars, only endless slaughter and slaughter, and bursts of laughter from the hungry gods.

Soshyan Alexei, a fighting monk in the Star Knights battle group, and the only survivor of the World Engine Battle, shouldering the responsibility of rebuilding the battle group, he has a secret that can shake the galaxy and marches into the unknown.

[Soldiers Explosion + Invincible All the Way + All-round Sweeping + Killing and Revenge + Rigorous Settings + One Person Leads a Country]

Ling Ye travels through the battlefield of all races, and is reborn to obtain the only level talent with unlimited gold entries, which can be infinitely added to the arms.

[Resurrection]: The fallen arms are resurrected on the spot, immortal.

[Infinite Domination]: There is no upper limit to the explosion of troops, and the army of trillions of billions sweeps across the world.

[Golden Legend]: The explosion rate is full, and the treasure chest and lottery will definitely give out gold.

[Hidden Evolution]: All arms and heroes open hidden evolution routes, and the strong will always be strong.

In the battlefield of all races, build an immortal city, conquer all the races in the sky, and ascend to the top of the gods...

Liu Yuan helped the main world to annex the Xiaoao plane. Due to unknown factors, he encountered space turbulence. He was caught off guard and fell into the void. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in a new world. He suddenly found that he had turned into a baby again. Alas! Even the system had no response. Decades of hard work had gone to waste. There were only three middle-aged women around, and the room was filled with an unpleasant smell. So the next goal was to survive...

"Little Red Riding Hood, the world shouldn't be like this... It's just that there are too many dark clouds, covering the sky."

"Wolf, what is a true fairy tale like?"

"Fairy tale..."

One man and one wolf set out from the forest under the night.

Looking beyond the haze, they saw this world...

It was already terminally ill-

Hunters indulged in killing desires, and the evil ones laughed and rejoiced.

Under the candy house, there were piles of bones buried.

The town collapsed, and the giant's mouth was stained red.

The statue of God shed blood and tears, and the witch and the devil conspired in the desolate grave.

The protesters carried the curse and wanted to roar loudly, but the darkness was like a tide, swallowing up their songs...

...

"Let all evildoers get the punishment and retribution they deserve."

"Let all good people stop crying and smile-that's a fairy tale."

In the wolf's hand, a golden fairy tale book emerged out of thin air-

The haze retreated, and a glimmer of light appeared.

The scorched earth turned out green new buds.

Bloodstained swords and spears give birth to bright branches.

In the morning light, vines climb to the clouds, and delicious food falls from the sky.

All spirits sing, lovers embrace each other...

"Wolf, how can we change all this? How can we let light... return to the world?"

"Go forward with the light."

"Where to go?"

"At the end of the long night, light up... the long-dormant dawn."

The girl looked up at the night sky, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing a bright white full moon.

"Wolf, will you always be with me?"

"Of course, this is the story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf - we are inseparable."

The girl put her arms around the wolf's neck and kissed him gently on the forehead:

"Thank you, dear wolf!"

[Traditional fantasy + mortal flow + no system]

When my father was dying, he told me to live well, but I didn’t know how to live in the darkness with no light at the end of the tunnel.

In this vast world, in the howling cold wind, only that small house with air leaks everywhere can bring me a rare warmth when night falls.

The beatings and scoldings from the landlord's wife, the cruelty of the landlord, and the murderous intent in the eldest young master's eyes, all told me that if I didn't leave here, I would die without a burial place.

Ants in the dark also have the right to look up at the stars.

It is better to burn to your heart's content than to die in despair.

If there is injustice in the world, it is better to ask the sky with a sword. The sword may not ring, but if it rings, it will shock people...