Infinite Survival Game [Doomsday Survival]

Dear readers, this story is expected to go premium on July 16, starting from Chapter 21!

In the year 3030 of the Star Calendar, the survival game Doomsday Survival appeared out of nowhere, launching at hell-level difficulty. Players around the world were pulled into a wasteland with one click, experiencing firsthand that "just staying alive is a stroke of luck."

But Su Chacha, a veteran beta tester and the ultimate lucky player, realized from the start...

The game wasn't playing by the rules.

While everyone else chewed tree bark, drank dew, and fought tooth and nail over a bottle of water, she stayed in her base, making soup and growing vegetables, and built a "Doomsday Peach Blossom Paradise" in just three days.

While everyone else fought to the death over half a moldy loaf of bread, she sighed sadly in the chat channel: [The fridge is full again. Anyone want this week's food pack? Exhausted rich lady.jpg]

The whole server went wild.

Before long, a gang of red-name bandits set their sights on the "helpless little girl."

The bandit leader grinned viciously, knife in hand. "Hand over all your supplies if you know what's good for you."

Su Chacha didn't so much as blink. "...Maybe you should think about that again?"

"Think about what? Get them, boys!"

The next second...

Bandit A tripped over his own feet, and his knife neatly burst Bandit B's food bag.

Bandit C raised his gun to fire, but Bandit D slid into him from behind and sent him flying. The bullet curved away and blew up their own supply cart.

Bandit E charged too hard, plunged headfirst into a freshly dug trap, and dragged Bandit F down with him.

The bandits lay in a neat domino line, groaning in agony.

Su Chacha raised her head, looking completely innocent. "...Still trying to rob me?"

The onlookers all took three steps back and frantically waved their hands. [No, no, we won't rob you, boss. Carry on. We're just watching.]

The whole place fell silent.

The onlookers: I don't dare open my eyes. I hope this is just my imagination...

After the crowd dispersed, a lazy round of applause suddenly came from beneath the wall.

A young man leaned in the shadows, a smile playing on his lips. "Take me in, boss."

Su Chacha turned around and, sure enough, saw the irreverent Chi Yao. His voice was three parts helplessness and seven parts shamelessness. "So... could you at least feed me? I haven't eaten in three days."

Su Chacha: "…?"

"I'm a sanda champion, a professional tank. I can take a hit, fight, and run errands. I'm just not very good at cooking." He grinned, showing a row of white teeth. "Look how miserable I am. Why not take me home?"

[Max luck is a kind of strength too. If you don't like it, keep it to yourself.]

[1v1, an endless survival story. Does the male lead... always seem to crawl out of the water?]

[Su Chacha: Don't ask. I'm just lucky.]

Dear readers, I have a completed 650,000-character doomsday survival novel of the same type in my profile: A Little Raft at the Start: Surviving at Sea in the Apocalypse. Add it to your favorites if you're interested!

I also have another upcoming story of the same type, After the Natural Disaster, I Turned in My Farm System. It's a farming story set after the disaster. It'll be my next book [confetti]:

After the Natural Disaster, I Turned in My Farm System

Blurb:

In the year 3300, the world's great catastrophe finally came to an end.

Yu Ke is a laid-back farmer who managed to live comfortably through the catastrophe on the monthly allowance she got from her parents.

So when she received the good news that the catastrophe was over, she was so excited she almost cried! The lazy girl's spring had finally arrived. She could tidy up, retire, and start enjoying her golden years!

She'd already found an easy job at the base's agriculture bureau. She planned to grow crops at work every day, lie flat as soon as she got off, and enjoy her retirement in peace.

Besides, her fifty-year-old parents were so energetic they could fight mutated beasts with their bare hands. They kept saying, "What's wrong with being fifty? Fifty is the perfect age to make your mark!"

Yu Ke's hopes that her father would become a great man and her mother a great woman had reached their peak.

Yu Ke lay flat while enthusiastically cheering them on: "Go on, Mom and Dad, work hard! At twenty, I'm at the perfect age to retire and enjoy life!"

After all, she couldn't measure up to the old (her parents were still going strong), or the young (her nephew was full of energy). She was the least useful person in the family.

But fate had other plans. One day, a mysterious farm System suddenly dropped into her lap: [Host, begin your farming mission to save the world immediately.]

Yu Ke: ??? Can't I just work quietly at the base?

System: No. You must leave the base, clear the land, and farm.

Yu Ke: "You want me to go farm outside?? Give me a break!"

System: "If you don't farm, I'll kill you right now!"

Her family: "Go farm! Or we'll cut off your allowance!"

Yu Ke: ...Wasn't retirement supposed to start once the catastrophe was over?

Even more absurdly, after she was forced to apply for the largest plot of land outside the base...

On her first day of clearing land with a hoe, the System suddenly chimed:

[Detected: Beneficial Mutated Plant, Hope Wheat]

[Properties: Purifies radioactive dust within a 500-meter radius, improves soil fertility to Grade 2, and produces edible, seedable wheat grains containing pure energy.]

[Rarity: SSS+]

Yu Ke stared silently at the green wheat seedling stubbornly sprouting from the ashes.

...Maybe she could give farming a try?

But don't expect her to do everything herself. Yu Ke's greatest talent in this life is leaving professional work to the professionals.

That very day, she rushed back to the base with the wheat seedling and handed over the System data along with samples of the mutated crops to the country.

China after the farm System was turned in:

Other countries: Fighting to the death over a piece of compressed biscuit.

China: "Should we have spicy mutated rat today, or stewed radioactive mushrooms?"

Later, foreign spies infiltrated the country to gather information. But all they saw were orderly farms, factories, and schools, and people with hope shining on their faces. Their mental defenses crumbled on the spot, and they surrendered of their own accord. "Are you hiring?"

[Laid-back farming story · The country gets involved in farming · Turning in the System · Lighthearted power fantasy]

Upcoming story: I Transmigrated to the Wasteland, and My Golden Finger Is Collecting Scrap

[Where's the golden finger you promised? Why am I collecting scrap?]

Theme: The joy of having max luck