That's Your Wasteland, Not My End of the World

"You're a bastard, you're plotting against me?!" The Red Burning Demon yelled at a 20-meter-tall scarab next to him with a loud voice, "That's the nest of the Storm Dragon!" In Huai City, Li Ling squinted his eyes and stared at the three lord-level monsters still 5 kilometers away as if they were looking at delicious food. "Hehehe, it's been a long time since I had a big meal." Active Talent: Predator Plus, Passive Talent: Absolutely Existence In 2025 AD, dark matter is turbulent, time and space are collapsing, order is shattered, and the world is in ruins. But for Li Ling, who has a bug-level talent, there is no sense of doomsday. Storm Dragon Veludra: "Brother, if you swallow me, can you leave a spiritual mark on me?" Demon Lord Chi Fen: "Brother, you've already eaten two..." Bahamut, Dragon of the End: "Little brother, let's have a good chat. Let's drink some chicken soup first, ah no, Fire Luan Jade Soup!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.