With a Hundred Million Clones, You Dare Look at My Face? You Can't Be Allowed to Live!

[Doomsday, No Saintly Heroics + Clones + Survivalist + No Female Lead + Cunning + Superpowers]

He Shi transmigrates to a wasteland apocalypse, fully aware of how dangerous the end times are.

To survive, he has to keep himself hidden!

With enemies all around and human hearts full of malice, he dares trust no one.

But there’s always a way out. He awakens the ability "Dangerous Clone."

At the slightest hint of danger, he can split off a perfectly loyal clone to die in his place!

Drink a cup of roughly filtered tap water, and there’s a chance of microbial infection, fluoride poisoning, or cancer!

He splits off a clone on the spot to take the risk!

Huh? He drank it and nothing happened. Clean and sanitary! A free clone!

A petty enemy has him in their sights? His number of clones instantly increases by ten!

A super-strong enemy holds a grudge against him? His number of clones instantly increases by ten thousand!

"A strong enemy? Go ahead and kill me ten thousand times! Done? Hilarious. I’ve still got hundreds of millions of clones left. Take your time finding me!"

Not only does he have a vast number of clones, their superpowers can keep growing. They can become countless, undergo genetic modification, mutate, or turn into giants!

No matter how vast the apocalypse or how many powerful enemies there are, they’re doomed to be crushed by the tide of humanity!

His clones can also steal other people’s abilities. With endless clones at his command, a little fireball spell can become a meteor shower of heavenly flames!

Gradually, more and more legends emerge from the apocalypse.

Every one of them marvels at the mysterious organization, vast as clouds of dust and dark enough to blot out the sky.

They are silent, insane, and fearless in the face of death. They are forever loyal!

And behind them stands a king!

A king like a ghost, as if he doesn’t even exist in this world!

He Shi: "When did I get a reputation like that? I just want to survive!"

Everyone else: "Don’t believe him! He’s an army of one! A god of slaughter made flesh!"