"In the apocalypse, burn strange incense, let human blood become a river. Leave your life behind, or leave with an injury… Apocalypse Divine Selection System, activate!!!"
The cataclysmic apocalypse arrived. Unkillable higher-dimensional eldritch gods seized the cities, villages, factories, and warehouses, while relentlessly hunting the survivors fleeing across the wilderness.
At the same time, the Divine Selection System activated. Completing its choices brought massive rewards.
Food, medicine, vehicles, eldritch fire crystals, sequence armaments, cultivation resources…
Daily selections, weekly selections, monthly selections…
Wilderness selections, eldritch realm selections, national selections…
Dungeon selections, auction selections, arena selections…
Every divine selection was a life-and-death test of human nature!
Sacrifice your teammate?
Blind yourself?
French-kiss a zombie?
Or become an eldritch god's servant?
Lick an eldritch god's toes clean?
Everyone struggled desperately to survive the apocalypse, revealing their true nature through their choices, choosing the lesser of two evils, or even becoming devils themselves.
Only Lin Ye chose the most absurd option every time.
Because he had awakened an X-class sequence path: Eldritch Shepherd!
He secretly enslaved eldritch gods, letting their servants possess him so he could gain all of a higher-dimensional eldritch god's basic attributes, immortality, and sequence path.
The eldritch gods were powerful?
He was even more monstrous than they were!
He could endure trials that others couldn't!
He could turn around choices that meant certain death for everyone else!
After being possessed by an eldritch servant, he looked at the Divine Selection System again and was shocked to discover…
He could see options that no one else could!
Everyone else had a single-choice question and could claim only one reward.
He could choose multiple options!
Is the person who wrote this really a human being? No one can beat the protagonist after a long time of development. Chapters 25-30, 34-36. Finished
It's too lame, and a bit holy.