Shen Wen's professionalism told him: customers are God, even if God is being chased and eaten by zombies.
Thus, in the midst of the zombie craze, natural disasters, wastelands, and weird rules, a calm and almost cold figure of Party B became active: analyzing the environment, comforting Party A (customers), formulating plans, and fooling the natives... Using the wisdom of social animals, he turned each world-ending crisis into "professional service delivery."
"Survival rate 99.9%? That's the basic KPI. Remember, I'm not a savior, I'm just a doomsday Party B who charges on time."
Left hand briefcase (space folding version),
Right-hand concept gun (pseudo-infinite ammunition capacity),
There is also a smart mask welded on his face that can translate the dialects of all realms.
