Apocalypse: My Power Level Is Fifty-Three

You get the chance to vote on humanity's future. What would you choose?

Destruction: God will take your soul and send you to be reborn into a wealthy family or some high-level plane.

Survival: Humanity will face a century of unprecedented hardship and catastrophe, and you'll have to stay behind. Of course, God will give you some compensation.

Bai Yuchao was lucky enough to be one of every hundred thousand people chosen.

Boss Yang: Hey, Bai, what do you mean by this? Those beauty injections cost three yuan each, and you charged me three taels of gold. You think I'm some sucker you can fleece?

Reba: Bai Yuchao, lend me your battleship. Don't worry, I won't borrow it for nothing.

Zhao Xiaodao: Xiao Chao, do you want to be a father?

Meng Ziyi: Bai, you have to give me an explanation today!

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