Apocalypse: I Thought I Was in the Special Forces World

“Ding! Difficulty increased. Next difficulty level: Normal! Current difficulty: Heaven!”

Yang Jin: “What? The meteorites and the virus have already hit, and you’re telling me this is only Heaven difficulty? You can increase the difficulty?”

“Ding! Difficulty levels are inherent to the system. There are five levels: Heaven, Normal, Hard, Hell, and Nightmare. The higher the difficulty, the more types of monsters there are and the stronger they become. The treasures that appear are also better. No treasures appear on Heaven or Normal difficulty!”

Yang Jin: (ꐦÒ‸Ó) You little bastard! You’re trying to wipe out humanity! A single viral outbreak could kill who knows how many people around the world!

How are we supposed to survive the later Normal and Hard levels? And that’s not even mentioning Hell and Nightmare!

Yang Jin could only accept it!

And so, Yang Jin awakened every type of superpower, searched for his wife and daughter, took command of Wolf Fang, trained a special operations team, built a city-state, stabilized order, and rebuilt the rules... But all of that...

Reality-Fantasy Divider

“Knock, knock, knock! Open up!”

The pounding on the door jolted Yang Jin awake. He opened his eyes, got out of bed, and opened the door.

His older brother, Yang Yan, stood outside. Carrying a slab of ribs and a bag of small fish, he came in and said, “These fish and ribs are for you.”

Before leaving, Yang Yan also left Yang Jin 150 yuan for living expenses.

Lying in bed, Yang Jin recalled what he’d just dreamed and shook his head with a mocking smile.

Pfft... Cough, cough...

Suddenly, Yang Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering it across the quilt, his hands, and his phone. Then he stopped breathing!

[Ding! The Apocalypse Theater Yang Jin System is starting up...]