Global Survival: A God-Tier Player Farms for Me

Everyone transmigrated to a world where humanity had been wiped out. They had to stay hidden and plan for their survival and growth.

If they were caught by alien races or savage monsters, it meant certain death.

He had transmigrated deep underground, all alone, but he had brought his computer with him.

Wait, why does the computer say that beta testers are requesting to log in?

This computer comes with its own player server!

You're struggling to survive in the wilderness?

Sorry, my players are already growing immortal pills and spiritual herbs on an industrial scale!

You're defending against a beast horde?

Don't worry, I'm wielding twin blades and heading straight for the monster nest!

You're searching for a way to survive?

Come on over! My players have already built an ark for the remaining humans!

I'm not just preserving the spark of human civilization. I'm going to rule the galaxy and enjoy the homage of all races!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.