Apocalypse: Transformed into a Beautiful Girl, Weaver of Rules

After a car accident, I became a frail young woman in a parallel-world Blue Star: Lin Mo'er.

Before I could get used to my new body, the world's rules collapsed and the apocalypse arrived. Plants and animals evolved at a terrifying rate, 80% of humanity turned into zombies, and modern weapons stopped working across the board.

With Blue Star's consciousness on the brink of extinction, it burned through its last reserves of power to give every survivor a basic survival System: kill monsters to level up and awaken talents.

As for me, I was bound to an exclusive template: [Rule Weaver].

Visualized health and hunger bars? That's just the basic interface.

I can write rules for objects: a backpack with folded space, an iron sword with +3 sharpness, a breastplate enchanted with durability.

While others struggle to develop fire and ice talents, I'm custom-making endgame gear just for myself.

While others fight to survive in safe zones, I wield a blade of rules and tear through the zombie horde alone.

When evolved zombies rip apart steel fortresses, I wear armor of my own design and withstand their lethal blows.

But I've gradually realized that the zombies are evolving at an unreasonable rate, and my ability to weave rules seems closely connected to the truth behind Blue Star's collapsing laws...

In this apocalyptic game, I, Lin Mo'er, may be the only one who can break the deadlock... and the administrator.