Apocalypse: I Can Pull Out Eight Guns, So Tell Me, Am I Awesome or What?

[Apocalypse + everyone involved + reborn + wasteland + zombies + mutated beasts + supernatural abilities and firearms + no bleeding-heart protagonist + feel-good power fantasy + decisive and ruthless + self-interest]

The apocalypse arrives, and staying alive becomes the greatest hope of all.

Scarce supplies, zombies everywhere, terrifying mutated beasts, and the humanity revealed by the apocalypse all turn survival into a nightmare.

Reborn, Qin Ya uses his memories to become the first to obtain a unique class. Dual-wielding weapons? Not a chance. He wants eight: two flesh-and-blood arms and six prosthetic limbs. That’s right, eight guns pointed at you. Scared? Ever seen a tentacle monster? Well, today you have.

Are firearm stats too weak?

Not a chance. His firearms have double the stats, so boosted they’re practically overflowing.

Afraid to enter dungeons and secret realms?

As if! Hidden quests are practically falling into his lap.

Not enough ammo?

What are you talking about? He uses a revolver like a submachine gun, never needs to reload, and the ammo automatically replenishes.

Defense?

Who needs it? The best defense is offense. Without a shield, his resistance is even stronger!

Whether it’s an all-female idol squad, a dominant guild, or an apocalyptic shelter, every last one of them will bow before his eight guns!

But as he investigates further, Qin Ya discovers that the apocalypse was manufactured. The real mastermind is hiding in the darkness. Only by stepping into the abyss can you gaze into it!