I Transmigrated into the Apocalypse and Struggle to Survive with AI

I'll start when I've saved up enough chapters for the paid-release line~

Before bed, Ruan Dongjing came across a ridiculous apocalypse AI choice video. In the last second before closing his eyes, he casually commented: This is so bad, not even a dog would choose either option.

When he opened his eyes again, he had transmigrated to the celestial sphere, three hundred years after the apocalypse began.

Looking out at a snow-covered plateau where the average daily temperature was minus fifty degrees, Ruan Dongjing hugged his windbreaker and shivered as he opened the golden finger that came with him--

Ridiculous AI video: Hello~

Not even a dog would choose? I'll choose!

Ruan Dongjing squeezed his eyes shut in despair, raised both arms, and shouted at the sky: In this freezing wilderness, which house would you choose to live in?

a. Sprouting potato house. It has only a thin layer of potato skin, and it seems like a gust of wind... Ah, it's already blown away.

b. Mutant organ house. Would a blanket as sticky as blood keep you warm?

c. Soft puppy house. The soft dog-fur lining has a long-haired blanket spread over it, but it seems there's only enough room for one puppy that hasn't grown up yet...

Ruan Dongjing: What did they put in this golden finger? Just looking at it makes me feel weak...

Fortunately, once he collected enough energy and got the hang of using it, the golden finger could evolve too:

In a primeval rainforest where death was all but certain, an acorn became a comfortable, temperature-controlled luxury shelter;

In a flooded city, a yellow plastic duck became a giant cruise ship stocked with food;

In an uninhabited, barren desert, a cactus turned into an inexhaustible arsenal of magical weapons...

Life was hard, but Ruan Dongjing also experienced the moving side of this cold world: beautiful scenery, sincere affection, and a handsome supplier?

Wait...

Ruan Dongjing gritted his teeth.