[No heroine + No self-righteous do-gooder]
On Mo Feng's twenty-third birthday, time falls into an endless loop.
He tries suicide, reckless stunts, and wild abandon, but whenever the sun rises on a new day, everything that happened yesterday repeats.
He accumulates ten thousand years of memories and masters fighting, racing, and marksmanship at a professional level!
Using his “Hunt” skill once a day, Mo Feng gradually stockpiles a warehouse containing a trillion worth of supplies.
Until his ten-thousand-and-twenty-third birthday...
The clock strikes midnight, and the hands miraculously keep moving. The apocalypse descends!
A new day has finally arrived...
[A trillion in supplies from the start, and a home of his own built in the apocalypse!]
It's okay, the ending is a bit rushed and has some loopholes, but the rest is okay, come on [Blow a kiss]