"First rule of wasteland survival: Never trust the 'random rewards' in System prompts. Last time, I went up against three lord-level ironback bears for a 'mutant cub' card. The time before that, I spent the whole night crawling through a radiation zone to find a purification device so I wouldn't suffer the penalty of 'losing 50% of my supplies.'
But who could turn down a 'spatial storage'?
Who could turn down 'Thunderstorm'?
Who could turn down... the half a bar of chocolate Su Wanyue pressed into my hands with red-rimmed eyes after I rescued her? It was from the last batch stockpiled before the disaster.
It wasn't until the System suddenly issued its ultimate mission, 'Rebuild the Rules of Survival,'
that I realized the so-called 'Gray Fog Catastrophe' was a setup, the so-called 'Mission System' was a blade, and I was nothing more than the one chosen by the Lord of the Gray Fog... to wield it.
