After Everyone Transmigrated, I Became Doomsday's Chosen One

The apocalypse arrives, and humanity collapses. The strong rule, and those with supernatural abilities reign supreme.

As for me, I have no powers, just an endless supply of luck.

My enemies set a deadly trap? I yawn, and a safe falls from the ceiling, knocking them out.

I'm trapped with no way out? I slip and tumble into a sewer that leads straight to a secret military warehouse.

While the whole world risks its life in bloody battles, I sit in a safehouse, enjoying hot pot made with top-grade ingredients I "found."

Then a reborn man known as the "God of Slaughter" corners me and sneers, "Let's see how your luck saves you this time!"

I point behind him. "Um... I think you just stepped on the nuclear bomb launch button I 'found.'"

[Ding! Apocalypse Luck System notification: Congratulations! You have triggered the ultimate lucky event, 'Turning the Tables in Desperate Straits'!