
Apocalypse of Torrential Rain: I Get Stronger by Killing and Drawing Prizes!
暴雨末世,我靠击杀抽奖无敌!
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- Ongoing
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- 677k Words
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- Sci-Fi & Apocalypse
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- 6mo ago
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The only thing that really stuck with me about this book was that the main character, the school beauty, had her period for two weeks straight. 🤭🤭
Who in their right mind doesn't know that you need to mine crystal cores in the apocalypse? Do I need someone to tell me? Being reborn just to have a target for revenge is of no use for survival.
The attention to detail is impeccable. In the early stages of post-apocalyptic novels currently available to Tomato, if the protagonist gets their hands on firearms, it's almost always a Desert Eagle. Most protagonists are from urban backgrounds, and without extensive training, using that thing would likely result in breaking their own hands. [Staring emoji]
Talented people who don't read books or navigate society rely entirely on being raised by their parents.
Killing ants costs 0.1 yuan and is free to play anytime; killing fish costs money and takes time, but only costs 0.3 yuan.
How could you give a gun to an idiot like that? And you even stole it from her brother-in-law, the one you killed! Pfft hahaha The true password is not limited to meat or vegetables. I wouldn't have said anything if you had offered a servant contract, but you're so weak you'd die if you were shot, yet you still dare to give me a gun.
A handgun fired 26 shots in an elevator corridor, with a 30% hit rate. I don't need to elaborate on the composition, right?
A cobbled-together neighborhood war god
Go find a beekeeper; a single swarm can have hundreds of thousands of bees, or at least tens of thousands. There are also ants; one million can yield tens of millions.
Poison I don't know if it's highly poisonous or not. The protagonist puts his woman on the 27th floor. Put one on the 15th floor Put one on the 10th floor The door on the 27th floor was broken into. Those who know, know. They just wouldn't put them together. I really don't understand.