The apocalypse has arrived, and zombies are everywhere. I, Lin Feng, was trapped in a rental apartment from the start and nearly became zombie takeout.
At the brink of despair, I got bound to the [God-Tier Cross-World Livestream]. I thought it was useless, but the viewers from parallel worlds were even more excited than I was!
Holy crap! The streamer's zombie effects are so realistic! Here's a rocket as a tip!
Taking on the Zombie King one-on-one? You got it! Complete the mission and let's send a Carnival!
The streamer across the way has a tank, and you're still using a cleaver? Pathetic! Here's a Super Rocket. Get yourself some better gear!
So while others were chewing tree bark in the apocalypse, I was cutting down hordes of zombies with a Tang Dao bought with viewer tips;
while others were fighting over a packet of instant noodles, I was teaching zombies a lesson with a rocket launcher bought with viewer tips;
while other factions were still using melee weapons, my exoskeleton armor was already blinding everyone!
The beautiful campus queen depends on me, the violent little girl idolizes me, and the frosty female commander wants to work with me.
But all I want to do is shout into the livestream:
"Brothers, see that zombie nest up ahead?"
"Hit that follow button, everyone. We're nuking the place today!"
A little girl, about five or six years old, was curled up in a corner, shaking a lifeless woman on the ground and crying softly. In the living room, two zombies dressed in pajamas were wandering aimlessly.