The apocalypse descended. Heaven and earth warped, fierce beasts ran rampant, and humanity had only one means of survival: doomsday scrolls, which traded lifespan for draws of supplies, weapons, and professions.
Ye Lin accidentally transmigrated into the apocalypse. With no one but his two sweet little daughters, Nuannuan and Ranran, to depend on, he awakened his own golden finger at the brink of despair: an Expectation Value Panel.
This panel was not bound by the scrolls' rules. It used his daughters' hopes as its key. Once their expectations for their father's profession reached the limit, every wild idea in their heads would become a real profession, an astonishing legacy, or an unparalleled resource.
Others spent their lifespans just to get an ordinary profession and scrape by.
Ye Lin only had to listen to his daughters talk to trigger one incredible class change and legacy after another:
[Congratulations, Host, you have changed class to Classic of Mountains and Seas Summoner], commanding the beasts of the mountains and seas and conquering the savage wastelands of the apocalypse;
[Congratulations, Host, you have changed class to Corpse Ancestor Emperor], wielding the source of the corpse path as all the dead bow in submission;
[Congratulations, Host, you have changed class to Guardian of the Dao], protected by the Heavenly Dao, shielding his loved ones and all living beings;
[Congratulations, you have obtained Nuwa's legacy], wielding the power of creation to heal all things and shape living beings;
[Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the status of Immortal Emperor], commanding the laws of the myriad heavens and ruling over all worlds;
[Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the side profession of Myriad Worlds Merchant], opening trade routes across the heavens and gathering endless treasures.
[Congratulations, Host, you have changed class to Creator God]!!!
From the legacies of the Hundred Schools of Thought to Pangu's divine physique, from Lord of the Mountain and Sea Realm to Supreme Immortal Emperor, whatever his daughters say he is, that's what he becomes.
One childish “My dad has the makings of a Great Emperor” shattered the shackles of the apocalypse.
Others relied on scrolls to survive; he relied on his daughters' expectations to ascend to godhood.
The apocalypse's doting dad travels with his daughters, using divine offices from across the heavens to forge the wasteland's one and only invincible legend!
