[Global Survival] + [Packed with absurd jokes] + [Lots of fun] + [Building and farming] + [The protagonist isn't hyper-aggressive] + [Multiple heroines]
Everyone is thrown into a perilous world where they must survive on tower cranes.
From the start, each person gets only a drafty, dilapidated wooden shack and a rusty tower crane facing a canyon shrouded in thick red mist. They get three chances a day to hoist something up, and what they catch is all up to luck.
They might reel in urgently needed supplies, or something indescribable.
While everyone else shuts their eyes and gambles with their lives, Lin Chuan has a golden finger that lets him see what kind of item he's about to hoist. Good stuff? I'll take it all! Bad stuff? Toss it all!
When monsters pound on other people's doors at night and leave them helpless, he stays cool as a cucumber, lands headshots with every shot, and keeps getting lucky.
Supplies for upgrading the base, everyday goods, weapons, medicinal recipes, cultivation techniques, and blueprints are all hoisted out of the mist, one by one.
His shack grows from a rickety wooden hut into a sheet-metal house, then a fortress, a town, and finally a super-fortress city.
When the Level Ten shelter is complete, Lin Chuan looks up at the sky, or rather, at the beings beyond it who look down on all living things, and rolls his elbows.
So you're the one messing with us, huh? Let me show you the power of human will! Mamba elbow strike!
