The Apocalypse Arrives, and I’m Bound to an Emotion Value System

The apocalypse arrived, and just before the bottom ran out of food, he became bound to an emotion-value System.

System: Anger, fear, disgust, contempt, affection, admiration, any emotion can be fuel to help you obtain whatever supplies you might need. Food, fresh water, weapons, vehicles, and a System storage space are all available.

In the System's eyes, any Host it helped was sure to become a domineering hero, surrounded by a harem and countless devoted underlings, then rule over the apocalypse.

But it never considered that the bottom was a social phobe.

The System watched its Host walk to the door, turn back, walk to the door, then turn back again, and nearly lost its mind.

System: Isn't provoking people supposed to be easy? How can you not do it?

Bottom: Provoking them...

After a long silence, that night the usually taciturn bottom opened the window and prepared the only self-heating hot pot he had left, the one he hadn't dared to eat. The fan blew, and the aroma instantly spread to the floors above and below.

"What is wrong with you?! Poisoning us with that smell in the middle of the night?!"

Amid the shouts, desire, anger, and greed surged. The System stared at its Host in astonishment.

He was timid, but really knew how to cause trouble.

From then on, it was as if the bottom had unblocked his meridians.

Others were starving, while he quietly walked by holding food.

Others shivered with cold, while he ran around outside in a padded coat.

Others outwitted mutated beasts, while he wielded a minigun and let loose.

The people who kept getting provoked: ??

They had no way to deal with the bottom. All they could do was grind their teeth in hatred as they watched him provoke them with an impassive face. And the more trouble they caused and the more they hated him, the stronger he became.

Just as everyone was feeling helpless and despairing, the bottom's first crop finally ripened. The people who suddenly received food: !!

Could it be that he wasn't actually a bad person, and hadn't done it on purpose? Maybe he was just bad at expressing himself?

Later, things did indeed go as the System had expected. With its help, its Host rose to the top, gaining countless admirers. As for a harem, he didn't have one, and the admirers were the wrong gender, but he still had success in both love and career.

System: Somehow, something feels off, but I guess it's all fine.

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The top was the most unusual person the bottom had ever met. Food, clothes, and resources could hardly stir any emotion in him, positive or negative. He should have been the least useful person to the bottom, yet somehow they became companions, and more and more people began following them.

Until one day, a System notification rang out:

Top's affection value +1

Top's affection value +1

Top's affection value is too high. Host, please proceed with caution.

The bottom looked up blankly.

Top: "What's wrong?"

The bottom shook his head. His cheeks, hidden behind his hand, turned bright red.

Theme: There's always a way to break through, no matter the circumstances