I Can Copy Everything

I gained the ability to copy everything. Even though it can't make me go to heaven or earth, it can do anything, but it can allow me to survive in this hard mode apocalypse. When collecting grain, I only collect types, not quantities. I only use high-explosive weapons, since they have countless bullets anyway. Staying in my stronghold, a fortress surrounded by the rarest vibranium, let alone survival, this is simply a vacation at the end of the world. Look at what I ate... Sea cucumber, abalone, bird's nest and shark's fin porridge. You see what I use...(Uh... Don't recognize this brand) anyway, I only use the best. Look at my family... My sister, you've gained weight again. Go out and play some zombie sports. If you continue to stay like this, you won't be able to find a partner. This is a story where the calm protagonist builds a fortress while others hug him and eat and drink with him.