Let's cut to the chase: the System kidnapped me. Want to go home? Fine, first hit your KPIs in the apocalypse.
Don't ask. The System won't let me, that's all there is to it.
One moment, I'd just punched an enemy faction's war mech to pieces, leaving everyone in awe.
The next, I was bowing ninety degrees in front of its owner. "Sorry, boss! I'll pay for the repairs! Please don't try to pin this on me!"
[Ding! Took responsibility voluntarily and resolved a conflict. Civilization +10!]
One moment, I'd cut down the Corpse King and saved an entire city from the zombie horde.
The next, I was pressing my palms together in front of its remains. "Amitabha. Brother, I was forced into this. Otherwise, I can't go home. Please understand."
The city's survivors: "..."
An enemy came after me with a whole gang, every last one of them looking vicious.
I promptly brought out a plate of freshly roasted sweet potatoes. "Bosses, you must be exhausted from the trip. How about a bite before we talk about chopping me up?"
The enemy boss stared at the steaming sweet potato in his hand, completely bewildered. "Wait, are we fighting or not?!"
Me, thinking to myself: Please, don't make me fight. I've only just managed to get my Civilization score into the positives. I just want to go home and see my mom!
I'm Gu Xingzhi, an ordinary guy who just wants to go home. How did I end up as the Wasteland's Living Bodhisattva?
