The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

Author: Life Goes On

Summary:

The torrential rain never stopped, and the monsters were endless.

The weather was cold, food was scarce, energy was scarce, and strength was lacking.

Han Ning transmigrated to such a desperate world and unexpectedly awakened the Druid panel.

While other survivors were struggling for food, he had already used the druid's rapid growth ability to create his own crop plantation, harvesting a constant stream of fresh fruits and vegetables.

It's raining heavily outside, but I'm enjoying a hot pot meal here, eating and drinking to my heart's content.

When torrential rains flooded the land and the planet turned into a water world, he cultivated ancient trees of life to reinforce and upgrade ships and defend against monster attacks.

When in danger, it can also transform into a beast form to tear apart its opponents.

Chapter 1 The World of Torrential Rain

"hiss……"

In a daze, Han Ning was awakened by a strong feeling of hunger.

I opened my eyes to complete darkness.

Outside the window, the wind, carrying rain, lashed against the tightly closed window sill, echoing with a heart-stopping thud.

A dark room during a rainstorm.

This was originally a very suitable environment for sleeping.

Han Ning felt irritated.

This was because the endless torrential rain lasted for three days and three nights.

Three days ago, he was just an ordinary office worker.

Just as he got up and was about to go to the toilet to wash up.

The building I was in suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake.

When he came to his senses, the familiar, smooth road outside the window had inexplicably turned into a muddy wasteland.

The vast urban complex seemed to have suddenly appeared here, with huge buildings crookedly embedded in the muddy ground, looking quite abrupt.

At the beginning of their journey, many people were curious about what the wilderness outside was like.

Some of the bolder ones tried to leave the building and go out to explore.

As a result, a group of monsters that looked like both crocodiles and lizards burst out of the rain, dragging the curious people into the thick downpour.

Similar scenes occurred countless times over three days and are still playing out today.

Those ugly-looking monsters not only roam the wild, but also enter buildings, using their scent to hunt prey.

The good news is that the monster didn't find his house.

The bad news is, the food is all gone.

"Goo~"

"So hungry, so hungry."

My abdomen was convulsing violently, as if a ball of fire was burning intensely.

He picked up the half-empty bottle of mineral water from the bedside table and gulped down several mouthfuls, temporarily deceiving his stomach with water.

"We can't hide at home anymore!"

Han Ning wiped his mouth, thinking to himself.

Once you've lost all your strength, all you can do is wait to die.

Just then, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire room in a bright instant.

Using the brief glimmer of light, he looked out the window.

The height of the seventh floor allowed him to overlook this unfamiliar wilderness.

Between the buildings, the undulating loess soil has been eroded by rainwater into gullies.

"roar!!"

Suddenly, a low growl came from below.

Han Ning's body tensed up instantly. She slowly moved to the window and gently lifted a corner of the curtain.

Down on the street, three creatures that resemble crocodiles but can stand upright on their hind legs are wandering in the rain.

Its yellowish-brown skin gleamed with a nauseating oily sheen in the rain.

Its jagged spines ripped through the rain, and its long tail left a trail of blood in the puddles.

One of them suddenly stopped, raised its ferocious head, and sniffed intensely at the nearby buildings.

Han Ning held his breath, not daring to exhale.

I carefully closed the curtains and dragged my weak body to the kitchen.

Open the refrigerator.

It was completely empty inside.

"Hey……"

He doesn't usually stock up on food, and he's already eaten all the food in his house in just three days.

Left with no other option, I went to the cabinet and pulled out the drawer.

Inside the drawer were a kitchen knife, a flashlight, and half a roll of duct tape.

Rather than hiding in the room and starving to death, I might as well go out and try my luck, and see if there is any food in the other rooms on the same floor.

First, he needs to confirm whether the corridor is safe.

Han Ning tiptoed to the door and pressed his ear against the cold door panel.

As a result, all that could be heard was the sound of rain.

He held the doorknob, hesitating for a long time before leaving.

What if there are things outside the door? What if they smell his scent? What if…

"Gurgle..."

The rumbling in his stomach interrupted his fear.

People only muster their courage when they are forced into a corner.

Hunger drove him to slowly turn the doorknob.

The door lock made a soft "click" sound, and the door opened a crack.

A damp, musty smell mixed with a certain fishy odor wafted towards us.

The serviced apartment's corridors were dark and empty, and the emergency lights had long been turned off.

There was no one there, and no crocodile lizards.

Suspicious dark stains were scattered on the floor, stretching from the opposite door all the way to the stairwell.

Han Ning gripped the kitchen knife tightly, and took the first step carefully, then the second...

"Squeak~"

A faint sound came from the right.

"!?"

Han Ning's heart nearly stopped, and he turned around abruptly.

At the end of the corridor, a security door swayed slightly, as if it had just been blown open by the wind.

"Who?" Han Ning called out softly, but his voice was immediately swallowed up by the roar of the raging wind and rain.

no respond.

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to check the door that had been blown open by the wind first.

If there are survivors in the room, they might be able to search for food together.

If it's an empty room, you might be able to find some supplies.

Han Ning approached cautiously.

The corridor was much longer than he remembered, and danger might be lurking behind every closed door.

Finally, he reached the slightly ajar door.

"704..."

He looked up at the house number and remembered that an old man living alone lived there.

Han Ning leaned against the door and listened quietly for a while.

After confirming that there was no movement, gently tap the crack in the door with the tip of the knife.

"crunch~"

The door hinges groaned shrilly, revealing the scene behind the door.

The room was pitch black, and the curtains were tightly drawn.

Han Ning turned on the flashlight, and the bright beam illuminated the outline of the living room.

An overturned coffee table, scattered books, and...

"This is……"

Han Ning's gaze swept across the room, then his expression suddenly froze.

The flashlight beam flickered violently a few times.

Beside the sofa, a mutilated corpse lay face up, its abdomen completely cut open and its internal organs missing.