Doomsday: Funny, Right? Waste Material Cultivation System?

"Oh my God! My God!" Cao Jialang jumped up from the bed, and his forehead hit the bed board of the upper bunk with a "thud", which made him grimace in pain. He covered his head and looked around. The rental house, which is less than ten square meters, has faded game posters on the walls, instant noodle buckets and Coke cans piled on the table, and the air is filled with the sour smell of unwashed socks. This place... Seems so damn familiar. It was so familiar that it made him want to cry. "I... I'm not dead?" Cao Jialang pinched his thigh hard and gasped in pain. This is not a dream! He looked down at his phone - March 14, 2050, three o'clock in the morning. There are still two days until the "light curtain" comes... Outrageous cultivation system? Outrageous training method? Cao Jialang held the spicy sticks in his mouth and slapped away the provocative Sakura Kingdom ninja: "That's it? Is it worthy of having a cup with the Dragon Kingdom?" When the national war began, he led the monks of the Dragon Kingdom to sweep across the field, grinding the Western Vatican to the ground, knocking the ancient Indian gods back to the altar, and becoming the only overlord of Blue Star! But when he broke through the light curtain and ascended to the upper realm, he was stunned. What's even more outrageous is…