Doomsday Fog: I Stole the Protagonist's System from the Start

A dense fog swept across the globe, infecting countless people and turning them into zombies.

Reborn, Chen Yan has only two goals: revenge and stealing the System!

You say zombies are ferocious? Are they more powerful than the 7.62×39mm intermediate cartridges fired by my AK-47?

What?

You say mutated zombies have appeared, impervious to blades and bullets?

And you're telling me to avoid them?

Then go explain to my PLZ-05 155mm self-propelled howitzer what “impervious to blades and bullets” means!

You say a zombie horde is coming, and there are too many to hold back?

Then have you ever heard of a “Little Boy” dropping from the sky?

I have a billion cubic meters of space, all packed with supplies.

It's the apocalypse, but my living standards aren't going down. I need a bowl of soy milk, and I need to pour out another bowl after drinking it.

What?

You want to trade two campus beauties for a bag of rice?

Dream on. The going rate has changed. I'll give you two packets of instant noodles at most. Take it or leave it!

This is the apocalypse. What I say goes!