The last thing he saw was the vicious grin of the teammate who betrayed him, and the stinking maw of a mutated beast. After ten years of struggle, he ended up as scraps in a beast’s belly.
Lin Jin jolted awake in his own hard bed, cold sweat soaking through his shirt. Sunlight streamed in through the window, and his phone displayed the date: March 18, 2035. Three days before the spiritual qi revival.
Memories of his previous life flooded his mind like molten lava: the spiritual tide erupting, supernatural abilities awakening, mutated beasts running rampant, humanity collapsing... And the opportunities hidden amid the ruins and flames: spiritual energy hotspots, ancient ruins, the names of future powerhouses who would shake the world, and... spiritual imprints capable of transforming supernatural abilities.
“This time, I won’t be an ant struggling just to survive.” Lin Jin’s eyes were cold as iron, ambition blazing within him. He would seize the advantage, awaken the strongest ability, claim the imprints, and recruit future giants. In this crumbling world, he would build a throne of order that belonged to him alone.
He had only seventy-two hours. First stop: Beishan Park, where the initial spiritual tide would erupt, and where the first cornerstone of his path to the top lay hidden.
The countdown begins.
Survival in the apocalypse, the protagonist kills decisively, there is no virgin, there is no heroine, no verbosity!