Apocalypse Supplies Overflow Every Day, and Beautiful Women Flock to Pledge Their Loyalty to Me

The apocalypse arrived, and while humanity was barely scraping by, Yang Xin feasted on sumptuous meals every day, soaked in hot springs until his skin wrinkled, played games until his eyes grew dry, and kept company with a group of scantily clad beauties.

The reason was a magical gourd. As long as he stayed alive, it kept his granaries overflowing with food. Even more amazingly, the gourd could be exchanged for anything in the world, as long as he paid the same amount in food by weight.

What good are space- or time-based abilities in front of him? Ever heard of making your words come true?

Dad: “The apocalypse is here. Your old man has just one wish: the Yang family must have a successor!”

Yang Xin: “Would you be satisfied if I gave you a hundred grandchildren?”

Dad: “Absolutely!”

Yang Xin's motto: “Anyone who stands in the way of my imperial path will die! Damn it, everyone except the beauties, go to hell!”

[Steamrolling all the way + tons of beauties + unlimited supplies + ruthless + words become reality + no saintly protagonist + imperial path + invincible]