Tower defense | Survival game | Loyal dog | Mild supernatural powers | Management sim
In 2X88, pollution on Blue Star worsened, and black vortices covered 30% of the ocean's surface. The average human lifespan had fallen to 50 years, but society continued to function as usual.
One day, Han Yi collapsed beside an operating table after a surgery for scurvy and never opened his eyes again. After he died, he was swept into a place resembling employee onboarding at a large corporation.
The ferocious-looking instructor onstage told them, "You must complete the production tasks assigned by the Plan System every day, or you'll die."
Han Yi: I'd already worked myself to death, and now I have to work even after dying? You can die for missing your quota? What kind of death is that?
This was a world separate from reality, made up of countless island factories. Its sole purpose was to produce a substance called "Purified Matter."
Han Yi looked at the System tasks displayed on his watch:
[Build your own production-line base, fend off the monsters that attack at night, and survive your first seven days after death]
[Produce priced Purified Matter: 0/50. Time remaining: 6 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes]
[Based on an overall assessment of your abilities, you have been selected as the leader of Class 321. Please choose a name for your team]
[Now find the initial team members assigned to you by the System]
Suddenly, someone gave him a hard smack on the shoulder.
Han Yi turned around and crashed into a chest.
He slowly looked up and saw a handsome face full of heroic spirit...
Then silently took a step back to keep a safe distance.
The young man who had almost bumped into him was so solidly built he looked like a human weapon.
He also seemed a little dim-witted.
The other man grinned brightly at him. "Hey, boss. Thank goodness you look like you have a good head on your shoulders. I'm entrusting my life to you."
Han Yi: "..."
He looked around. Everyone else had left, and the training room was empty except for the two of them.
The young man looked down at Han Yi's grave expression. "Looks like I get you all to myself as my boss. But don't worry, I'll protect you with my life."
"Just use me as your personal weapon."
"In this filthy world, I'll stay by your side until the end."
Deeply moved, Han Yi typed into the team-name field: [321, Shut the Door and Release the Dogs]
A survival game about a birdbrain × a grump.
Maybe it's an environmental protection story.)
Beat the bosses while working yourself to the bone.)
Theme: If you can't lie flat, work the boss to death, then lie flat