The Two-Way Portal Between My Worlds

“Maybe only death can change someone like you. There might be another way, but I have no interest in trying.” “Kneel down when you talk to me!” “You don’t have the right to stand in my presence!” “…” The [Gate of Worlds], which had been haunting his dreams for thirty days straight, suddenly became real. Earth: I do whatever the hell I want! First world, the apocalypse: Buy and sell resources, trade technology. Second world, a chaotic age of slavery: Acquire low-magic powers and counterattack the apocalypse. Third world, the immortal cultivation realm: Start a fortune by refining zombies. Master the secrets of yin and yang and live free and easy. “…” He kept going until he was sure he was invincible. What, you’re asking what kind of person I want to be? I’m the Ancestor! P.S. Pure-love devotees, turn back now. P.S. The protagonist isn’t a good person, but he’s not exactly a bad one either.