Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

The night wind raged.

Shen Xi stood before the collapsed teleportation portal, looking down at the scattered black fragments at her feet. The fragments were still faintly glowing; the runes flickered for a moment as they shattered before going out completely.

He took a deep breath.

Twenty days.

He stayed in that blood-red hatchery for a full twenty days.

Twenty days of fierce fighting.

Shen Xi looked up at the sky.

The moon was still hanging there, just as round as when he went in.

But he felt as if he were in another world.

He glanced down at his attribute panel...

[Player: Tai Chu (Supreme Ruler of the Three Realms)]

[Profession: Creator (First Rebirth)]

Level: 20 (Experience: 0/10000)

Strength: 135 + 5 = 140

[Spiritual Energy: 72 + 13 = 85]

[Agility: 86]

[Physical Fitness: 130 + 5 = 135]

Free attribute points: 10

Level 20.

I went in at level 15 and came out at level 20, a total of 5 levels higher.

The gold coins increased from 18,000 to 48,000, and the storage space was filled with various resource cards, medicines, and props.

And there's that Pangu axe.

Shen Xi raised her right hand, her mind stirring slightly. Golden light spread from her palm, and an ancient battle axe appeared out of thin air. The dense runes on the axe's surface flowed under the moonlight, exuding an ancient and timeless aura.

88-108的攻击上限，无视50%防御，100%真实伤害，还有那20%概率永久夺取目标1%全属性的吞噬特效。

This weapon will be enough to make him invincible in the battles to come.

Not to mention that the storage space also contained the job advancement core for the hidden profession at the origin level and the Primordial Bead.

This trip was a huge success.

But Shen Xi did not smile.

Because he suddenly realized a problem.

He stayed in the Crimson Hatchery for twenty days, but on the leaderboard of the post-apocalyptic survival game, his level should still be 15.

Because that space is an "unopened copy," the data for the apocalyptic game is not updated there at all.

In other words, to outsiders, he is still a level 15 Primordial Being.

Shen Xi frowned slightly, and with a thought, opened the ranking list for the China region.

A blood-red light curtain unfolded before my eyes...

[China Region Ranking]

1nd Place: Wu Anjun – Level 16 (Class: Military Soul)

2th Place: Qingming - Level 15 (Class: Shadow Assassin)

3th Place: Red Makeup - Level 15 (Class: Mirror Flower)

4st Place: Tai Chu - Level 15 (Class: Creator)

5th Place: Mad Blade - Level 14 (Class: Overlord Blade)

6th Place: Sword Shadow - Level 14 (Class: Traceless)

……

Shen Xi's gaze fell on the first place.

The level 16 Wu An Jun.

The second place goes to Qingming, who is level 15.

He, from the Primordial Era, level 15, ranked fourth.

Shen Xi's lips twitched slightly.

These people.

He was in there for twenty days, and the people outside were working quite hard.

He turned off the leaderboard and opened the regional channel.

[Regional Channel - China Region]

The news is flooding the screen...

"The Beginning has dropped another place; it's now fourth."

"I told you so, he was just lucky before, he got lucky with a few big wins and that's how he got to the top. Now that his luck's run out, his true colors are showing, aren't they?"

"Bullshit! The three server-wide announcements from the Primordial God before, you call that luck? Show me your luck!"

"Then why don't you think he's leveled up in twenty days? How much experience is needed to go from level 15 to 16? At his previous speed, two days would have been enough. Twenty days without any progress—isn't that just wasting his time?"

"Maybe something happened in real life? She got sick? She got injured?"

"Come on, it's a post-apocalyptic survival game. How could a few injuries in real life affect your game level? I think he's just running out of steam."

"What a pity. He was so strong before, I thought he could dominate the leaderboard forever."

"Wu Anjun is the real tyrant. Look at him, he reached level sixteen without making a sound, he's incredibly steady."

"The Military Soul profession sounds powerful just from the name. What is this 'Primordial Creation' thing? I've never even heard of it."

"Stop talking, stop talking, Tai Chu's fans are getting anxious."

"What good will it do to panic? The results will be revealed on the leaderboard."

……

Shen Xi was speechless and silently turned off the channel.

Not far away, a dark figure was running wildly towards them.

Mingying.

Shen Xi watched him rush towards her, then suddenly stop in her tracks.

Those deep eyes stared at Shen Xi, looking her up and down, then up and down, several times over.

Shen Xi nodded: "I'm back."

Mingying didn't speak again, but took a step back, stood behind him, and once again turned into a statue.

Shen Xi glanced at him.

Twenty days have passed, and this guy is still the same. The twin bone blades hang at his waist, in the same position as before.

He stood guard in front of that door for twenty days.

Shen Xi remained silent for a moment, then took out a bottle of intermediate-level healing potion and a hot meal from her storage space and tossed them over.

"have eaten."

Mingying took it, looked down at the item in her hand, and didn't touch it.

Shen Xi knew what he was thinking and glared at him: "Don't eat rotting corpses, eat your food."

Mingying reluctantly opened the lunchbox and began to eat.

Shen Xi leaned against a broken stone pillar, munching on a compressed biscuit while opening the world chat.

The world channel is much more lively than the regional channels.

Exploring Science Fiction Genres

"The rankings in the Huaxia region have changed again. Wu'anjun has reached the top at level 16, while Taichu has dropped to level 94."

Who was in the beginning?

"You're new here? You don't even know Taichu? You were the one who spammed the server-wide announcements!"

"Oh, I remember now, the one who spammed announcements: King of the Newcomers, Hundred-Man Enemy, Pioneer, Silver Killer."

"Yes, yes, that's him. He hasn't moved an inch in the last twenty days, and someone has overtaken him."

"Tsk tsk, it really was just a flash in the pan."

"There's a formidable one in the US too, called 'God's Hand,' who's already level 15 and will soon catch up to your Wu'an Jun."

"The Russians' 'Polar Bear' is already level 15, your China server is just so-so."

"The 'Lord of the Universe' in the Korean region has reached level 25, and will soon be number one in the world!"

"Hey you upstairs, stop kidding. Your so-called 'Lord of the Universe' barely even made it out of the beginner dungeon."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

…………

Shen Xi glanced at it a few times and then turned off the channel.

He stood up and stretched his limbs.

"It seems like they've forgotten about me after so long. It's time to give you a job change."

……

Meanwhile, in Kyoto.

Inside an abandoned stadium, the air suddenly distorted.

A dark crack tore open in the air, and a middle-aged man stepped out of it.

He was in his early forties, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, exuding an imposing presence. His black combat uniform was stained with black blood, and he carried a massive battle sword on his shoulder, the blade shimmering with a dark golden light.

After landing, the first thing the man did was not to look around, but to look down and bring up his attribute panel.

Nickname: Lord Wu'an

[Level: 16]

[Profession: Military Spirit (First Job Advancement)]

Strength: 98, Spirit: 52, Agility: 71, Constitution: 89

Upon seeing his rank, a smile finally appeared on his dignified face.

"Level 16."

He turned off the panel, looked up, and gazed in the direction of Starshine City in the distance.

"In the beginning..."

He murmured, his voice low and muffled like thunder.

"No matter who you are, I am now number one on the ranking list in the China region."

He carried his sword and strode out of the stadium.

Outside the door, a dozen or so people were waiting. They were dressed in uniform black combat uniforms with golden military insignia embroidered on their chests, and stood as straight as pine trees.

Leading the group was a young man in his early thirties, wearing the rank of major on his shoulder. Upon seeing Wu'an Jun emerge, he quickly stepped forward, stood at attention, and saluted.

"Sir!"

Lord Wu'an nodded, shouldered his battle sword, and strode toward the military vehicle parked by the roadside.

"Go back to base."

"yes!"

The military vehicle started and drove into the night.

……

Kyoto, a little-known military base.

The lights were dim in a spacious conference room.

Several middle-aged men sat around a long table, with various documents and data reports spread out in front of them. They were dressed in civilian clothes, but their posture was upright, clearly indicating that they were from military backgrounds.

"Any news from Gu Zhengxiong's side?" the person sitting in the main seat asked in a low voice.

He was in his fifties, with gray hair, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

"No." Someone next to him shook his head. "Cities are now completely isolated and closed off. Our people can't get in, and the people there can't get out. But judging from the rankings, Gu Zhengxiong and his Lion Legion have never been on the list."

"The entire army wiped out?" Another middle-aged man frowned. "Gu Zhengxiong had three thousand men. Even if the end of the world came, they shouldn't have been wiped out so quickly..."

"It's not a rotting corpse," the person in the main seat interrupted him. "It's a person."

There was a moment of silence in the conference room.

"Taichu," the man continued, "Judging from the timeline, Taichu entered the City Lord's Mansion on the night of Gu Zhengxiong's coup. Perhaps..."

"One person wiped out the entire Lion Legion?"

"Although Gu Zhengxiong is getting on in years, he is still an elite soldier trained by the military. To be able to uproot him overnight, what exactly is this Tai Chu...?"

The person in the main seat remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "We can't find anything."

Everyone was stunned.

"Can't find it?" someone asked incredulously. "With our intelligence network, we can't find a single player's real identity?"

"We can't find anything." The person in the main seat shook his head. "His game nickname is Primordial, but his real name, age, place of origin, occupation... we can't find anything about him. It's as if this person never existed."

Silence fell over the meeting room.

After a long silence, a middle-aged man spoke up: "Could it be... that they used a fake identity?"

"Impossible." The person in the main seat shook his head. "The identity information bound to the post-apocalyptic survival game is retrieved directly from the national database. Unless... his information is blank in the national database."

"blank?"

"Yes." The person in the main seat stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the dark night outside. "This person either has a powerful background, or..."

He didn't continue.

But everyone understands.

He either has an extremely powerful background, or... he is so powerful that they can't find out about him.

"Lord Wu'an has emerged." Someone changed the subject. "Level 16, topping the rankings in the China region."

The person in the main seat nodded: "He is the strongest combat force trained by our military, so it's not surprising that he has this ability."

"But Taichu was always at the top of the rankings, and it's suddenly stopped moving up for the last twenty days." Another person frowned. "Could something have happened?"

"It's hard to say." The person in the main seat turned around. "But judging from his previous record, this person is definitely not someone to be underestimated. Not leveling up for twenty days doesn't mean he's finished."

"You mean...?"

"Keep a close eye on Starshine City." The person in the main seat said each word clearly, "Report it immediately if Primordial Beginning reappears."

"yes!"