Others scavenge for trash to survive the apocalypse. I play video games and trade for canned food!
Seven years after nuclear war, the world is utterly silent. As Lin Mo gnaws on tree bark and waits to die, he unexpectedly activates the legacy of a prewar laboratory: a neural-link pod that lets him log into the immersive online game Ark Era.
So everything changes:
While others rummage through ruins for moldy food, he farms dungeon coins in the game and trades them for sealed ration bars.
While others fight over a mouthful of filthy water, he uses quest reward points to get clean water and antibiotics.
While others use rusty scrap metal as weapons, he quietly stockpiles materials and trades them for modified firearms and bulletproof armor...
Ark Era becomes his very own “wasteland supply shop.” Playing video games is the ultimate survival skill!
Lin Mo thinks he can use this heaven-defying golden finger to quietly build himself up in the apocalypse and become the “Hamster King.”
But two messages shatter the peace:
In the game, the mysterious player “Night Owl” shadows him at every turn, competing for crucial resources and as cold as a machine.
In the real world, a mysterious organization called “Seed of Eden” is using powers beyond this age to hunt down the link pod he depends on to survive.
The ultimate crisis hits after he clears a dungeon...
A blood-red System warning flashes frantically: “An apocalypse-level threat has been detected at the real-world anchor point!”
Lin Mo rushes out of the game pod. Through the shattered window, he sees a nightmare come true:
In some places, it is too much. Writing for the sake of writing is too dramatic. If you let people run away, don't hurry up and make money to exchange things. Have a good sleep first, or kill them. People will come over and start making money.