Surviving the Gray Fog: From a Little Cabin to Godhood

When Bai Ling opened his eyes, he had been transported to a world filled with gray mist. One by one, the people of Blue Star were transported there too. Bizarre lifeforms, the very concept of the living, terrifying gray tides... While others obtained unicycles, armored vehicles, or even firearms with unlimited ammunition, Bai Ling drew only a [Corrupted Wooden Hut]... Fortunately, his talents awakened, and he gained two top-tier talents! [The One and Only of the Olden Days]... [Containment Dominion]... From then on, a little hut wreathed in strange fog began appearing in the gray-mist world. After the gray tide passed, all life fell silent. Only Bai Ling remained, living as always on the skull-shattered wasteland ravaged by the tide, roaming across the entire Grayland Continent... “Good heavens, what kind of anomaly is this?!” A talisman-covered anomaly hunter watched Bai Ling's movements, trembling. “That hut is terrifying. It's full of evil gods!” A powerful figure radiating a bloody glow fled from the gray mist, his face grave. “Run! That thing looks like the final boss of the gray-mist world!” ... Seated on the throne of chaos, Bai Ling lazily opened his eyes. “Little hut, contain the whole gray-mist world for me!”