The Apocalypse's Male Lead Is Reborn

When searing pain exploded through every limb, Lu Chen thought he would die just as he had in his previous life, drained of his last drop of blood by mutant vines. A cold smile curled his lips. He turned and walked into the storeroom, where he took out a gas mask he had prepared and put it on. This time, he was no longer a survivor who could only flee helplessly. He was a hunter who held the future in his hands and controlled his own fate.

On the wasteland, steel walls already stood strong. But his path of revenge and redemption had only just begun.