Apocalypse: My Underlings Are Wild Monsters

He transmigrated, only to discover that the world had already fallen into the apocalypse. Fortunately, the sole reward from the game he had spent countless hours playing before transmigrating became his golden finger.

Wild monsters have 9,999 affection for him.

Zombies volunteer to become his lackeys?

Goblins stretch out their necks and beg him to help them level up?

The demi-humans cry and plead with him to become their king?

And all kinds of beast girls who can kick Big Bear around like a ball?

Can talents evolve, too?

Even NPCs can have 9,999 affection for him?

Looking at the NPCs and monsters kneeling before him, Ye Xie helplessly sighs at the heavens.

"I accidentally replaced the Heavenly Dao. What should I do?!"

The Heavenly Dao... is dead.

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