Doomsday: I Asked You to Protect the Goddess, and You Took Care of Her?

Blood rain swept across the globe. At first, no one paid it any mind, until every person it touched turned into a zombie. At last, the apocalypse had truly begun.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have been reborn one hundred times and obtained the Super Apocalypse System!"

"Please choose one of the following options."

[One: Save everyone, rescue all humanity from misery, and become the savior, the saintly king.]

[Two: Take revenge on everyone who wronged you in your first ninety-nine lives, build your own power, and become the ruler of the world.]

Qin Feng looked at the System's choices before him, recalling the miserable past of his ninety-nine previous lives.

At last, he decided to live differently.

Goddess-like saints, mature teachers, elegant married women?

Every last one of them will be at my feet, wagging their tails and begging for mercy!