Apocalypse Rebirth: From the Start, I Snatch a Million Supplies

Aliens think Earth is too chaotic. They want to spray "weed killer" and wipe out human civilization, and I'm the unlucky guy who ends up as the only one able to pilot humanity's last wreck of a ship to escape.

Earth is in trouble, not because of a natural disaster, but because of people: aliens.

In the eyes of those alien bigwigs, our planet is just a run-down garden overgrown with weeds, meaning human civilization. They don't like the sight of it, so they toss a bottle of specially made "cosmic weed killer" at Earth. They call it Lambda energy.

A "back door" opens in the Arctic. That's literally what the thing is called. Weed killer floods in. Skyscrapers melt, people turn into monsters, and cities are erased like someone rubbed them out with an eraser. They call it "formatting," which means wiping everything clean and starting over.

My name is Lin Feng, an ordinary unlucky guy struggling to survive the apocalypse. Somehow, a drop of concentrated "weed killer" has ended up inside me. They call it a "seed." All I want is to stay alive, but somehow I've picked up a key that can temporarily jam the "back door," a dose of a possibly mutagenic "antidote," and the final wish of a mad scientist: head north and find a ship.

If I succeed, I'll take the ship and run, gambling that there's a way to survive among the stars.

If I fail, I'll become an idiot, or just another decoration inside this iron coffin.

Above me, the aliens are counting down as they spray. Below me, a wreck of a ship is about to fall apart. Behind me, my home is about to be erased without a trace.

Run, or stay?

Wait to die, or go looking for death?