I Survive the Apocalypse with Just One Dog

In the year 2312, Cui Li, a slum kid, was so poor he had nothing but a dog. That stray dog, Xingbao, offered up an alien crystal to save his life, gave him superpowers, and could split endlessly! Ten Hellhounds swept through giant sewer rats, earning him his first fortune. A hundred mutant beasts took down G-rank monsters, sending his points skyrocketing on the Hunter rankings. An army of a thousand mutants was enough to make even the military beg to work with him. The elite of the city center mocked him: “A slum rat thinks he can take us on?” Cui Li patted Xingbao’s head. “Go on. Bite them.” The six heroes of the Lu family? Ancient martial arts experts? Spoiled young masters from wealthy families? Against an endlessly multiplying army of mutants, they were all small fry. What? Xingbao was only the beginning? The alien crystal held even bigger secrets? Perfect. My mutants can evolve, too.