Shen Wen’s professionalism tells him one thing: the customer is always right, even when they’re being chased and chewed on by zombies.
So amid zombie hordes, apocalyptic wastelands, and bizarre rule-based horrors, a cool-headed contractor, almost cold to the point of cruelty, makes his move: analyzing the surroundings, calming the clients, devising plans, and bluffing the locals... With the wisdom of an overworked office drone, he somehow turns one world-ending crisis after another into a matter of “professional service delivery.”
“A 99.9% survival rate? That’s just the basic KPI. Remember, I’m no savior. I’m just a contractor working in the apocalypse... and I charge by the hour.”
A briefcase in his left hand, with a spatial-folding upgrade.
A conceptual gun in his right, with a faux-infinite magazine.
And an intelligent battle mask welded to his face, capable of translating the dialects of countless worlds.
