Escape from the Global Apocalypse, Do You Leave Your Body and Pretend to Be a Hero?

Global disaster, zombies are rampant. Su Zhe has not awakened his fighting talent, but is bound to an extremely outrageous "apocalyptic reward system" - the more he performs an act of reward that goes against his survival instinct in a desperate situation, the more he can harvest contempt, ridicule and shock, and exchange for god-level powers! As a result, the painting style of the apocalypse was completely distorted. Others competed for the compressed biscuits, but he thought the canned presentation was not exquisite enough. While others were busy reinforcing the shelter, he asked to lay out a red carpet first. There was a power outage in the whole city, so he lit up the whole building just so that the atmosphere wouldn't be too dark during the meal. Millions of survivors were running frantically for their lives, but he had monsters queuing up - no reservations, no one worthy of seeing him. Everyone thought Su Zhe was crazy. "It's the end of the world, and he still talks about showing off?" "This is not Jiahao, this is mental illness!" [Feeling strong contempt, Jiahao value +999! Su Zhe's eyes lit up. Scold! It's best to let the whole world scold you! Until the god-level creature crushed the last line of defense and the strong men from all over the world knelt down in despair, Su Zhe took out the shadow sword just because the other party soiled his cuffs. The knife fell. The abyss exploded and the sky cracked. All mankind looked stupid on the spot: "We agreed to survive in the apocalypse, but why did you turn the apocalypse into a personal show?" Su Zhe straightened his collar lightly. "Correction." "I never asked for survival." "I am only responsible for making Doomsday worthy of being celebrated."