[Apocalypse + rebirth + supernatural abilities + no saintly heroics + black technology + overwhelming combat prowess]
The polar glaciers melt, floods engulf the world, and almost all the land disappears. Think that’s the end? Not even close. Next, viruses hidden beneath the polar ice erupt, and marine life mutates…
Before the apocalypse arrives, Zhao Yan, emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, is reborn. He marshals the entire nation to stockpile trillions’ worth of supplies and build the ultimate doomsday battleship.
In his previous life, he was framed by treacherous ministers and died at the bottom of the sea. This time, he lives even more freely than he did as emperor, cruising around the world aboard his own gigantic doomsday ship.
Self-righteous do-gooder: Your Majesty, how can you, as ruler of a nation, turn a blind eye to your people struggling in the flood?
The ministers: Your Majesty, this old servant knows his mistake. Just let me aboard the battleship, and I’ll give you all seven of my daughters.
The people struggling in the flood: Your Majesty, how can you be so selfish as the ruler of our country? We’re your subjects! Let us aboard the doomsday battleship.
Faced with these people, Zhao Yan has just one reply: “In the apocalypse, you’ve all abandoned your morals. What gives you the right to guilt-trip me?”
In the apocalypse, I, Zhao Yan, follow only three rules:
1. Feel no sympathy for anyone.
2. Trust no one.
3. Hand no one a weapon.
He’ll make those ministers repay him a hundredfold, a thousandfold, for all the suffering he endured in his previous life.
Well written.