Apocalypse from the Start: I Became the Luckiest One and Won Without Lifting a Finger

The heavens made all things, and the gods’ spoiled brats opened their eyes already at the summit, treating mortals as playthings.

The mortal world, with its few cultivators, became a pastime for the false gods. The apocalypse’s game began without warning.

One night, 660 million game orbs fell across the globe, opening a path to survival in the apocalypse for the survivors.

Game orbs can transform into anything imaginable: a lump of feces, a cat, or a tiger. The subspace inside each orb serves as a safe house.

Qi Meng’s first game orb was top-grade water type. By a stroke of fate, it transformed into...

Her second orb was special-grade fire type, and it produced an adorable pet that could not only charm people but also fight, as valiant as a mecha beast.

She snatched a third, a fourth, a fifth. How was there a sixth, and a seventh...? There were mecha beasts, mecha cars...

Lucky Qi Meng had not only a wealth of game orbs, but also plenty of bonus loot from opening chests... Piles upon piles of supplies made even the false gods lurking in the shadows green with envy.

You want to pass judgment on me? You’re not qualified!