Doomsday: The Catastrophe Analyst

At midnight, the sound of cracking metal tears through the city: a liquid catastrophe descends, bus-stop signs melt into dark-red rivers of iron, and clothes touched by the molten metal turn to ash in an instant. This is not the end of the world, only the beginning: at six in the morning, sunlight will condense into icicles sharp enough to pierce skin; when midnight comes again, the air will fracture into spatial shards that devour life. These "cataclysmic transformations" change at random every 24 hours. There are no fixed shelters, no uniform monsters, and even staying alive has become a luxury.

Lu Ye has no pocket dimension, no System, and doesn't even qualify as a traditional Awakened. His only advantage is the "power of analysis" he gains by touching the remnants of each catastrophe. Grip a half-melted bearing, and a high-temperature blade forms in his palm, capable of cleaving a "Melted Flesh Stalker" in two. Touch a shard of crystallized light, and an ice shield forms around him, able to repel "Light Hunters." Touch a spatial fragment, and he can step along its fissures to travel, turning looters into dust in the void.

While other survivors kill one another over half a biscuit, he uses his power of analysis to forge roads through rivers of iron and carve paths through icicles. When criminal gangs use catastrophe supplies to oppress civilians, he uses their own tanks of molten liquid to forge chains, using their own ice

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.