Lin Shen crouched among the ruins, rummaging through trash. His left eye was inflamed and oozing pus, and he had been burning with fever for three days.
In this world, a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment cost more than three days’ worth of food.
He thought he would die quietly in some filthy ditch, like the other scavengers.
But as the Iron Cross Marauders closed in, his dying eyeball suddenly lit up.
His left eye turned into a pixelated game interface:
Health bars appeared above zombies, enemies had their weak points marked, and even a rusty nail came with the label “Attack +1.”
He was no longer an ordinary scavenger.
He could see anyone’s level, health, condition, and even hidden traits.
No holding back his power, rapid leveling, and a steady stream of thrills.
One female lead, a clear romance, no harem.
A blend of game mechanics and the apocalypse, with the world revealed layer by layer.
The apocalypse was no natural disaster. It was the result of one old man’s mistake.
And the only key to correcting that mistake resides in Lin Shen’s left eye.
From scavenger to city administrator, from picking through trash to rewriting the rules of the apocalypse.
He has only one eye, but he has seen everyone’s future.
