Red fog shrouded the land, and the virus raged for three years. Half of humanity turned into bloodthirsty zombies, cities turned into ruins, civilization collapsed, and survival became the only creed.
Lin Mo had no system, no golden fingers, and only relied on a curled-edged fire ax to survive in the tide of corpses. After a desperate fight, he unexpectedly discovered that hunting mutant creatures can absorb the pale golden "source essence". This energy can temper the body and strengthen the senses, allowing him to continuously break through the limits in the wasteland.
From F-level rotten bone zombies to A-level iron-winged flying lions, from gangsters robbing supplies to a team of survivors with their own agendas, he has seen the greed and despicability of human nature, and has also met partners who fight side by side. There are no shortcuts, no rules to follow. Only by wielding an ax to kill corpses and absorbing the essence can one stand firm in the dangerous wasteland.
Under the red mist, mutated creatures are becoming more powerful, hidden human bases are undercurrents, and unknown conspiracies are spreading in the darkness. Lin Mo clenched his hand and cut off the blade, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "In this end of the world, you will either be devoured or fight your way out with flesh and blood!"
An unsystematic, purely hard-core physical evolution survival battle begins.
Okay, I can see it