Apocalypse: My Adopted Mutants Could Fill a Classroom

[Apocalypse + Raising Pets + Infinite Flow + Stockpiling Supplies + Lighthearted + Feel-Good Read + Biological Evolution and Mutation]

[When the apocalypse comes, everyone else is running for their lives while I'm raising 'kids', even though these little brats can tear tanks apart with their bare hands and swallow nuclear bombs whole!]

[One person and one dog from the start, speedrunning the apocalypse!]

On the seventh day of the apocalypse, I awakened the only hidden talent: Beast Tamer.

But System, you call this a 'beast'? That's right. On the seventh day of the apocalypse, I discovered I could understand the roars of monsters.

As the whole city warped and mutated under radiation, and the military fired tanks at a centipede three stories tall, I crouched in the ruins, bandaging the wound of a feverish military-dog puppy. Its teeth had just bitten through the steel plating of an armored car.

"Good dog, spit out the tank." I wiped the gasoline from the corner of its mouth. "That's not dog food."

My ability was different from everyone else's: I could restore mutated creatures' sanity and even make them serve me.

The System called this the Beast Tamer talent.

"While everyone else was dividing up cans in an air-raid shelter, my 'zoo' already included an octopus loli that could crush sniper bullets, a white-haired owl boy who treated nuclear waste as snacks, and a Titan python using its tail as my pillow.

The holographic projection lit up behind me. The System that had accompanied me in collecting mutated creatures said with a laugh, 'Congratulations on collecting your twenty-second biological weapon.'

I stroked the military dog's ears in my arms as it bit the projector to pieces.

"Wrong," I corrected it. "My twenty-second family member."