Cig, Coffee, And Tea

"The tower is out. The end is now."
The mysterious tower in the city, the endless demons coming out of the mist.
This was the end of humanity.
But not the end of Lu Ming.
...
When doomsday descended, Lu Ming awakened the attribute panel.
Push-ups increased strength.
Deep squats strengthened physical strength.
Running improved agility.
Fighting, shooting, parkour, fitness and so on and so forth... were all digitized. He could level up upon reaching a certain level.
When others were desperately fighting, all I had to do was stack my attributes until I reached the highest level.
When I reach the highest level, I'll write my own history. 
Lu Ming: I am busy now. Maybe later.

I Stack Attributes in the Apocalypse

Tang Chongye's words enlightened Lu Ming.

All the talk about the subversives, the Aeonians, the Giant Insects, the Undead, and the Ancient Beasts… all this messy information could be put aside.

The subversives and the Aeonians, along with their respective followers, were at odds and ready to fight.

Without delving into the specific logic behind it all, knowing that two major factions were at odds was enough.

And Lu Ming was clearly not an international relations expert.

He had never been particularly interested in such things.

Instead, it was Moon Fiend who pulled Lu Ming into this mess. Otherwise, Lu Ming might have continued to live a peaceful life, without the need to get involved in this mess.

Taking a deep breath as if to vent his frustration and dissatisfaction with Moon Fiend, Lu Ming shook his head and said, "I'm going back to my room."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Confidence