I Survive Alone in an Elevator

Trapped in an elevator during an apocalyptic game, everyone else is busy forming groups. Only Lin Bei sees the hidden prompt the System gave him: “Survival rate in a team: 18%. Survival rate alone: 71%.”

While others are still choosing leaders and dividing supplies, he’s already claimed all the hidden treasure chests and rare items on his floor.

Moral blackmail? He ignores it. Team spirit? He doesn’t need it.

He has only one rule: he won’t make choices for anyone else, and he won’t let anyone make choices for him.

From slaughtering his way through zombie floors to the King’s Canyon, he goes from hunted prey to a hunter taking on the entire server. In the end, the codename “Lone Wolf” is etched at the very top of the leaderboard.

When the System asks if he wants to become the god of the new world, he asks just one thing: “Can I smash that throne?”

The survival code of an utterly rational man: he goes alone not because he has no companions, but because he alone is an army.