novelinnhs Chapter 1: Welcome to the Apocalypse!
Chapter 1: Welcome to the Apocalypse!
"Godfathers!"
"Please, have pity on me! Don't just watch the show, give me some gifts!"
"The child is starving to death. If he doesn't eat something soon, he'll turn into one of the zombies downstairs."
"Just think of it as raising a virtual pet. A few clicks, even a penny's worth of hearts, can be exchanged for a steamed bun to tide the streamer over!"
……
On the top floor of the abandoned building, Lu Yao, dressed in sportswear, knelt on the ground with a broken iron basin in front of her, looking pitifully at the pale blue light screen floating in mid-air.
It was a virtual live streaming screen that appeared out of thin air, showing his every move in its entirety, with a page layout no different from ordinary live streaming software.
Scattered comments floated across the side of the screen, his avatar was displayed on the left, and the live stream title was particularly eye-catching:
[A Survival Streamer's Daily Life!]
The number of online users in the upper right corner remains stubbornly at 42.
His audience consisted of only forty-two people.
After an absurd accident, Lu Yao transmigrated to this post-apocalyptic world where order had collapsed, becoming the only living person in this dilapidated building in this desolate city.
What truly constitutes post-apocalyptic survival?
Upon noticing the doubts in the comments, Lu Yao immediately got up and rushed to the edge of the top floor, leaning out and pointing directly at the completely fallen city below.
Abandoned vehicles lay scattered haphazardly on the streets, while countless gray and white figures wandered aimlessly.
The screen camera clearly captured the scene below: those humanoid monsters with bloodshot eyes, festering flesh, and covered in black and red blood, like mindless zombies, wandered numbly through the streets and alleys, the legendary zombies that bite and wreak havoc.
"Do you see this? This is the world I live in."
Lu Yao forced a wry smile and helplessly introduced himself to the new viewers in the live stream:
"These 'cute' creatures downstairs are all zombies, the kind of zombies that completely mutate once you get scratched or bitten by them in movies."
"I've been trapped in the apocalypse for two days and haven't had a proper meal. If you all give me a little something, I can exchange it for some supplies and survive."
"Consider it an act of kindness, or perhaps raising a remote electronic pet. Even a small donation is a life-saving favor, and I will repay it many times over when I have the chance to return!"
[Gale force 8: The green screen effects are quite realistic, and the set design creates a fantastic atmosphere.]
[Not the weakest: Is this a movie? When did zombie movies get approved in China? The scenes look so realistic.]
[Grandmaster of Kunmen Kunquan: Please tell me the movie title. I'll definitely buy tickets to support it when it's released.]
[Patrick Star's friend: Newbie, stop teasing. The streamer is genuinely in the apocalypse. I watched his streams for two days straight and witnessed firsthand how he was in this situation. Yesterday, he was almost attacked by zombies.]
[Gale force 8: You're still hiring shills to act, huh? Doomsday? If it really is the end of the world, I'll do a Thomas the Tank Engine spin and eat shit right here!]
The voice just fell.
The number of viewers in the live stream plummeted, dropping from 42 to 31 in an instant, a loss of eleven viewers.
The cold, hard numbers filled Lu Yao with despair.
Being tied to his doomsday livestream does offer hope for survival, but all rewards are tied to viewer donations.
The points redemption system for tipping is ridiculously strict: 100 yuan = 1 point.
There is no platform commission, and every penny of the viewers' tips will be fully converted, but the conversion rules can be described as exploitative.
The live stream's built-in apocalyptic shop is all-encompassing, ranging from small items like drinking water and food to large items like heavy weapons.
They even have the outrageous interstellar space destroyer.
The price tags on those top-tier supplies, with their long strings of zeros, made Lu Yao's scalp tingle.
The price is far greater than his lifespan.
The cheapest basic item in the store: 1 point, which can only be exchanged for one steamed bun.
In peacetime, a steamed bun costing 100 yuan would definitely make everyone hold their AK-47s more firmly than anything else.
But in the apocalyptic world where starvation was rampant, this exorbitantly priced steamed bun was Lu Yao's only hope for survival.
Fans who have tipped Lu Yao are at the top of the audience list.
The rest were random passersby who stumbled upon the live stream. Most were attracted by the sensational title "Survival in the Apocalypse," stayed for a moment, and then quickly left.
[Ah Feng is not a bee: Strange, why can't I share this live stream? Is there a bug in my slow-motion video?]
[My favorite is Honey Sister's big waves: Didn't I see this on Douyin? I don't think I opened the wrong app.]
[One Radish: This is clearly the Douyu platform, don't make things up.]
[Patrick Star's Friend: Fun fact: Getting into this livestream is all about luck. The streamer's apocalyptic livestream is one of a kind. If you want to follow along, start watching now, or you'll never find it again.]
The comments section was still filled with arguments about the live streaming platform and whether the apocalypse was real or not.
Lu Yao sighed softly, looked down at the slowly wandering horde of corpses, turned and walked to the corner of the top floor, where he picked up the simple, homemade spear.
The so-called spear was nothing more than an old mop handle with a rusty fruit knife firmly tied to the top.
This was the only weapon he found for self-defense on his first day searching the building for supplies.
There were few zombies in the entire building; most of the monsters were gathered on the ground floor streets.
Most of the rooms on the floor were relatively safe, and they were his only source of supplies.
Blankets, pillows, pots and pans, scattered snacks... the odds and ends piled up in the corner were all the life-saving supplies he had risked his life to collect over the past two days.
After observing from the rooftop for the past two days, he had already confirmed that the entire neighborhood was lifeless, with no trace of any living person except himself.
He might be the only one left surviving in the entire fallen city.
With no one giving him tips while he begged in the live stream and no hope of surviving, he had no choice but to take the risk and go downstairs to scavenge for supplies.
Long-time viewers had naturally given tips, but Lu Yao knew how valuable the points were, so she couldn't bear to use them to buy steamed buns.
He won't waste his points until the very last moment.
at the moment……
There are still some remaining supplies inside the building.
Even in the end times, people won't necessarily starve to death.
[Patrick Star's friend: Streamer, please don't go downstairs! You almost got bitten by a zombie yesterday. Why don't you just chat and joke around with us on the rooftop? Don't go down there and risk it!]
Seeing the dissuasive comments from veteran viewers, Lu Yao shrugged helplessly.
"I have no choice. If I don't go down to find food, I won't last much longer."
He frankly explained to the camera, "I don't receive a single penny of your tips in cash. They're all forcibly converted into points. One hundred yuan only gets you one point, which can only be exchanged for one steamed bun..."
Long-time viewers were already aware of his predicament: a real apocalyptic situation, tied to an absurd live-streaming system, with extremely unreasonable rules for rewarding viewers, making his path to survival incredibly difficult.
Lu Yao wrapped his arms tightly with thick books, covered them with multiple layers of tape for makeshift protection, put on a fairly intact safety helmet, gripped his homemade spear, and stepped towards the stairwell leading downstairs.
[Last night, we sent a message to the nunnery: "Hey streamer, we all chipped in to tip you, could we exchange it for a gun? Firearms are absolutely great for clearing out zombies!"]
"gun?"
Lu Yao's lips twitched violently, and she decisively shook her head in refusal.
"Don't even dream about it. Even if I managed to save up enough points to exchange for a gun, I wouldn't know how to use it. I've never even touched a gun before!"
He was just an ordinary college graduate who had never handled any weapons before.
Holding a gun is no different from having a fire poker.
Moreover, what's the difference between letting him kill zombies with a gun and letting Benboerba deal with Sun Wukong?
The gunshot will instantly ignite the roaming zombies in the entire area.
If the horde of zombies is alerted, and the densely packed zombies surround the building, he will surely die.
After observing them up close over the past two days, he has already figured out the habits of zombies: they usually move slowly and aimlessly, but once they are stimulated by sounds or attracted by blood, they will instantly enter a berserk state.
After going berserk, the zombies experience a surge in strength, speed, and stamina.
The zombies in a frenzy have incredibly strong bodies. Even with firearms, their weak physiques might not be able to withstand them.
"I'll just stick to farming and developing my character, gathering supplies, avoiding hordes of zombies, and surviving peacefully is the most important thing."
Lu Yao remained calm, his tone carrying a hint of Buddhist detachment.
"I'll plan an evacuation route once the supplies in this building are completely exhausted. Right now, I absolutely must not provoke the hordes of zombies downstairs. Seeking survival safely is the number one rule in the apocalypse."