As the apocalypse approaches, An Xiyue awakens the [Emotional Trading System] - collecting human emotions and exchanging them for survival supplies and future technology.
While others were rummaging through the ruins looking for cans, she built the first safe zone of the apocalypse and provided free food and accommodation. While others were killing each other for a mouthful of water, she showed movies, held concerts, and even held blind date corners in the base.
Everyone was filled with gratitude and called her "the savior".
No one knows, she is just harvesting emotions.
She looked at the astronomical "hope value" and "belief value" in the background, and exchanged the blueprint for the anti-matter cannon with an expressionless face. To her, the survivors who survived the catastrophe were just a string of beating data that could be exchanged for weapons.
Until the world-destroying monsters came to the city, the energy reserves were exhausted and all weapons became ineffective.
She walked up the city wall alone.
Turning around, facing the hundreds of thousands of survivors in the base who worshiped her as a god, she smiled.
"Everyone," her voice carried through the radio to every corner, "now, please be afraid for me..."
"The more fear the better."
That day, the monster dissolved in a scream.
That day, the survivors finally saw her true face - a smiling, absolutely sane madman.
"I saved all of your lives, and the reward I want is just a little bit of your emotions."
"That's fair, isn't it?"
[Reading instructions]
A story about a strong woman in the apocalypse, with a big golden finger and no cp
An atypical post-apocalyptic story, not a monster-killing and upgrading flow, a main plot, and a slow pace.
Motto: Never give up hope at any time
