The Wasteland Skill Tree

When Lin Li was driven to the brink for the third time by a horde of mutated rats, he finally accepted that he had awakened the most useless skill in the apocalypse: [Basic Item Appraisal]. This ability, which could even misread the expiration date on bottled water, was essentially a death sentence in a wasteland soaked in blood and gore.

Then, on a rainy night, as he lay dying, he accidentally activated the flashing “+1” in his skill bar. It turned out his sequence had no limit. Every ten mutated creatures he killed earned him a new skill, and every ten basic skills could... actually combine into a weapon of war like [Flamethrower].

Now, the former convenience store clerk drives a modified tanker truck, its dashboard bristling with metal tags inscribed with 237 different skills. A mad scientist who wants to dissect him is tied up in the back seat, while a warlord’s envoy hoping to recruit him rides up front. The destination flashing on his GPS is a restricted zone known as the “Graveyard of Sequence Holders,” where his sister sent her last signal.

At the end of this blood-soaked road, what awaits him is not only news of his loved ones, but the ultimate choice every sequence holder must eventually face: when your skill tree grows far enough to reshape the world, are you the hunter, or the prey of some higher-dimensional being...?