Alan, a young science teacher, finds himself and millions of other, forced by alien invaders to participate in absurd VR "Apocalypse Games." Desperate to save his sick daughter, he took the path of gun and sword, embarking on a journey to become one of the top players in this deadly virtual world. All were forced to survive a series of different apocalypse scenarios: Ice age, Nuclear Fallout, AI Meltdown, Apex predators, etc. all for one promise: [Defeat all rounds and we will leave your world in peace] Every year, with less than 10% managed to survive, the whole world would watch the games in terror as their loved ones suffered and died. After seven grueling years, Alan and his team become the last hope for humanity. But even their valiant efforts end in defeat. Alan loses everything—his comrades, his daughter, and the hope of mankind. Given a second chance, equip with the knowledge of the game's secrets and the future, will this simple science teacher succeed in saving the world? ---------------- Author Notes: This is my fifth Novel, i believe this one will show all my experience after writing 2000+ chapters and being Top 20 Webnovel Authors for 3 years. Its VR + Squid games + Apocalypse movies If you like any of those you will like this one #SmartMC #System #FullpackAction #Magic #MartialArts #Mecha #Vampire # Werewolf #Zombies #Bloodlines #Alien #War #Romance#SliceofLife #PopCulture Check out Apocalypse Game VIDEO TRAILER and COMIC TEASER on www.avans.xyz
The dull roar of engines grew louder, culminating in the appearance of the US military convoy. The vehicles, covered in dust from their journey, pulled to a stop, abruptly ending the duels that were taking place. As the dust settled, the soldiers, wearing their camo uniforms and carrying weapons, disembarked swiftly, forming a defensive line around the perimeter. The scene gave an immediate sense of authority, making everyone present rethink their actions.
At the forefront was Sergeant Dylan, a tall, imposing figure with a chiseled jaw and a no-nonsense demeanor. Two dozen soldiers flanked him, all scanning the crowd with practiced ease, their fingers hovering near their triggers. But despite his composure, Dylan's eyes widened in genuine surprise at the spectacle before him.