Global Survival: Dominating the Apocalypse with my skill

"I don't want to die." Scott thought weakly as he laid on the floor clutching his stomach from severe starvation. It's been 5 days since he last ate or drank anything.

Five days ago, a strange phenomenon occurred on earth causing all foods and water to rot including packaged foods. The foods were covered in mold while water turned black.

The news had spread like wildfire across the internet, accompanied by countless reports of people dying from starvation.

Some desperate individuals had even posted on social media that they were willing to risk drinking the contaminated water. However, none of them had lived long enough to report whether they had survived.

He was a successful e-sport player with a growing fan base, making decent money and at the peak of his career. Why did things have to go wrong now?

He slowly turned his head towards the kitchen, where black water continued dripping from the faucet. "Should I just take the risk and drink it? At least I'll die with a full stomach."

He was going to die either way. He might as well die satisfied. While he was still contemplating his options, darkness suddenly swallowed his vision.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the floor of an enormous, seemingly abandoned building.

The room was massive, with old walls and a ceiling so high that he could barely make out its details. More importantly, he wasn't alone.

There were countless people scattered throughout the room. Men, women, pregnant women, young children, elderly people, and even individuals with physical disabilities.

There had to be at least 100,000 people there. Almost everyone looked weak and exhausted. Some were lying on the floor, while others struggled to sit upright. Judging by their condition, Scott was certain they had experienced the same crisis he had.

"What the—"

He glanced around in confusion. This wasn't his apartment. He was starving, almost dead, and now he had somehow been transported to an unfamiliar location.

Had he been kidnapped? Could it be aliens? He was certain he wasn't hallucinating. Fuck! Could his life possibly get any worse?

"Should have just eaten that rotten food and died. At least I wouldn't have to go through all this." A middle-aged man muttered as he glanced around.

"Where am I?" A heavily pregnant woman asked, her pale face filled with fear as she protectively clutched her stomach. Nobody could answer her since everyone were just as confused.

"Waaahhhh! I want to go home!" A child suddenly burst into tears. He turned towards the crying child. What the actual fuck was happening? Why would even a young child be dragged into something like this?

Before he could think any further, a notification sounded inside his head followed by a mechanical voice. He glanced around and noticed that several other people had also raised their heads in surprise. It seemed everyone could hear it.

[Ding!]

[Attention, survivors! This is the Global Survival System. Welcome to the Global Survival Game.]

[Congratulations on surviving until now. You people certainly have the survival instincts of cockroaches.]

[Unfortunately, Earth has proven to be unsuitable for human survival. Therefore, as an act of goodwill from yours truly, you have been transported here.]

[You have five seconds to decide whether you wish to participate in the Survival Games.]

[Remember, this is your only remaining opportunity to survive. You can obtain safe food, clean water, and even become stronger. Who wouldn't want that?]

[Refusal means death. So choose wisely.]

[A detailed explanation will be provided after you make your choice.]

[Have a wonderful time picking an option.]

A translucent panel appeared in front of him with the option boldly displayed. He looked around once more and saw that others were staring into thin air meaning the panel was only visible to its intended user. This setting at least seems useful. Others won't be able to spy and there's privacy.

This system or whatever it calls itself, is really diabolical. It hadn't even bothered to explain what was happening or what they were expected to do. Instead, it had introduced itself with a few sarcastic remarks and given them barely any information.

And five seconds to make such an important decision?That was ridiculous. Still, he had no intention of rejecting the offer. He wasn't about to risk finding out what the System meant by death.

[ACCEPT OR REJECT]

[5... 4... 3...]

Scott immediately selected ACCEPT.

"NOOO! WAIT! I wanted to click accept, but my hand slipped! Let me try again!" A man suddenly cried out. However, there was no response from the System, moments later, he burst into tears.

The mechanical voice sounded again.

[Congratulations to all players who chose to accept.]

[And a moment of silence for those who refused.]

Players? So that was what they would be called. The entire room fell silent. Everyone exchanged nervous glances, wondering what had happened to those who had rejected the invitation.

Suddenly, a series of heavy movements echoed from the shadows. Scott's blood ran cold. A group of enormous rats emerged from the darkness. They were bigger than an average sized human, staring at everyone with their red beady eyes and thick saliva dripping from their snot. They didn't move—just stood on a spot like they were waiting for some kind of command.

[Without further ado, let's begins the eviction process.]

The rats went crazy, like a switch was turned on They charged towards the people who had rejected the invitation, tearing through the crowd with terrifying speed. Screams erupted throughout the room.

People scrambled in every direction, desperately trying to escape the monstrous creatures. Some trampled over others in their panic, while those who had accepted the invitation struggled to avoid being caught in the chaos.

The rats were merciless. Their enormous jaws tore through human flesh, sending blood and pieces of flesh flying across the floor.

Scott immediately dashed towards a distant corner of the room, making sure to stay as far away from the rats and the panicking crowd as possible. He didn't want to get trapped between the creatures and the desperate people.

Years of being an e-sport player had honed his critical thinking and observation skills and . He knew better than to blindly follow a crowd, especially when everyone was panicking. A crowd could easily become a death trap.

He had witnessed a man pushing a child to the direction of the rats to save himself. The child was eaten by the rats and obviously died.

Eventually the rats retreated into the shadows. One after another, they retreated into the shadows, leaving behind a horrifying scene. The room was now filled with the suffocating stench of blood.

Severed limbs and mangled bodies littered the floor.

Scott's stomach twisted. Bile rose in his throat, threatening to spill out, but he desperately swallowed it back.

Nearby, countless people were throwing up from the sight they just witnessed. Everyone definitely knew that they were screwed. Those who accepted were taking their lucky stars even though they knew that whatever was in stall for them won't be child's play.

[How's that for a kick-start?]

[As you can see, only those who rejected the invitation were targeted.]

[Of course, if any innocent souls who accepted were unfortunate enough to get caught in the commotion, that's their loss.]

[They should have been more careful.]

"So it was those who refused that were killed? Some that accepted the option were also killed and judging by its tone, it didn't seem to care how many innocent people had died along the way." Scott thought.

"This damned system wasn't bluffing."