Doomsday Desperation, but I Can Upgrade Without Limit

Doomsday + construction + farming + mutation

A cataclysm plunged the human world into an endless night of despair.

Countless evil spirits and eerie shadows arose, while horrors beyond imagining lurked everywhere.

Ordinary people could either wait to die in the wilderness or huddle in cramped, damp, lightless fortifications. The elite and powerful martial artists, meanwhile, lived in the City of Hope.

The unstoppable night kept falling. The defensive lines were pushed back again and again, countless fortifications fell, and even the coveted City of Hope was devoured by the eerie horrors!

You were terrified, utterly terrified. Lying atop piles of corpses, you cried out helplessly: "I don't want to die!"

At last, your instinct to survive drove you to search for a way out among the dead.

You felt around and found a rusty, tetanus-ridden cleaver.

You felt a little safer, but it wasn't enough. If only you could upgrade it into an alloy machete, you thought.

A moment later, the rusty cleaver became an alloy machete.

You still didn't feel safe. You stripped an old protective suit from a corpse and put it on, thinking, If only I could upgrade it into a Nightstalker suit.

A little while later, you were wearing a lightweight, hard-wearing Nightstalker suit, with some basic protection at last.

But you still didn't feel safe.

You looked toward the defensive bastion in the distance...