Doomsday: Everything Can Be Forged

The apocalypse arrives, and while everyone else awakens combat abilities, Liu Dadan awakens the forging skill he has spent twenty years honing in Fantasy Westward Journey.

For twenty years, everyone else ran dungeons, fought in PvP, and did faction quests. He did only one thing: stood in front of Feng the Blacksmith in Chang'an and hammered metal. His proficiency reached 999,999, the highest on the server. No one could match him.

Then the apocalypse came.

The Divine Artificer System: Forge All Things activates. If something is made of parts, he can take it apart, analyze it, reforge it, and upgrade it. He can do it all.

While others rummage through the ruins for a kitchen knife, Liu Dadan pulls an engine from a scrapped pickup and hammers it into a shotgun.

While others run for their lives from mutant beasts, he squats in a scrapyard and welds together his first apocalypse war machine: the Wasteland Wanderer.

Later, while everyone else is still fighting over half a tank of gas, he has already turned a convoy into a mobile town. A mobile forge, a mobile medical bay, a mobile farm, a mobile power station... More than a hundred modified vehicles linked together form an iron city roaming the roads of the apocalypse.

A horde of mutant beasts is coming? Perfect. He still needs somewhere to use the four-color cores he just hunted. Time to upgrade everyone's gear.

Raiders want to get rough? Sorry, his freshly forged Bloodbreaker Heavy Machine Gun needs a target.

An SSS-rank mutant beast has taken up residence at the source of the apocalypse? Just wait until he drives the Divine Artificer Fortress over there.

“Twenty years as a forging player have taught me one truth: there’s no such thing as scrap metal, only materials in the wrong place.”