Eight billion people around the world transmigrate together into a sea of death.
Each person gets a rickety wooden boat, with twelve knots of deadly black fog hot on their heels. If the boat is destroyed, they die.
When outdoor vlogger Lin Jin wakes up, he discovers his boat is unlike the others.
It is pitch-black all over, wreathed in black fog, with a skull and tentacles carved into its prow.
[The Nether Devourer has been activated. It can devour anything, and grows stronger with every meal.]
Devour wood → reinforce the hull.
Devour sea monsters → unlock skills.
Devour enemy ships → evolve instantly.
While everyone else wails in the channels and waits to die, Lin Jin’s boat fishes, purifies water, and gives warnings all on its own.
When raiders set their sights on his supplies, Lin Jin says just one thing:
“Come within ten meters, and I’ll make my move.”
Later, the global channel explodes:
“That guy named Lin Jin has topped every leaderboard.”
Later still, an evil god’s projection descends, and everyone despairs as they await death.
Standing at the prow of his ship, now evolved into the [Abyssal Overlord], Lin Jin gazes at the black fog capable of swallowing stars and calmly says:
“Your game is mine now.”
Al, you have no creative ideas at all. You deserve it.
It's a universal novel. Only the protagonist can obtain supplies. Don't be too abstract.