[Apocalyptic Survival + System Blind Box + Black Technology + Decisive Killing]
The world has entered the Age of Discovery, with floods inundating the continents and heavy rains all day long.
All survivors only have a raft at the beginning, and all supplies depend on fishing. Life or death depends on fate.
After being reborn, Soma is well aware of the cruelty of the apocalypse in the future: extreme cold, sea beasts, zombie tides, and human hearts that are more terrifying than monsters.
In this life, he awakened [God-level Random Fishing System] and decided to no longer be the gambler who allowed others to slaughter him, but to be the god who made the rules!
While others fish, he fishes for nuclear bombs;
Others build ships, he builds aircraft carriers;
Others were trying to survive in the mouth of the sea monster, so he kept the sea monster in captivity to look after his home and courtyard.
[Thunderstorm + lightning rod = S-class cold fusion reactor!
[Misty weather + expired bread = S-level fully automatic tactical AI!
[Blood moon night + enemy blood = SSS-level deep-sea Leviathan cub!
A few months later, the monopoly organization "Ark Alliance" assembled thousands of warships in an attempt to encircle and suppress the only "illegal force" in the sea.
Looking at the dense red dots on the radar, Sumo stood on top of the magnificent steel kingdom like a mountain, with a sneer on his lips.
He waved the fishing rod gently and pulled down a bolt of lightning from the thunderclouds 10,000 meters above the sky.
"Everyone, welcome to my fishing ground."
"Now that you're here, you can all become my bait."
