Doomsday System: I Surrendered Myself to the Country

He was written off as a completely useless awakener from the day his powers surfaced, possessing no combat prowess, healing gifts, or spiritual sensing abilities that the world valued. Everyone mocked him as good for nothing, until his true unique skills bloomed. His first divine talent let him turn any scrap, waste and worthless junk into pure, priceless gold with a single touch. His second power was even more bizarre: every hour he spent sleeping granted him endless Comfort energy, a rare resource coveted by all powerful cultivators and warriors. Later, he mastered mass production of the legendary San Zhuan Golden Core, the elixir capable of forging countless unrivaled War Gods in bulk. Life grew wildly extravagant after that. He held grand feasts where roasted dragon meat was the main course, feasting on rare divine beasts others dared not even hunt. He controlled all the highest-tier safe zones across the realm, and owned fleets of luxury RVs, supersonic jets and heavily armored battle tanks for his travels. The formidable Dragon Marshal, whose authority shook all battlefields and who bowed to no one, came to him repeatedly with pleading eyes and a humble tone: “Please, sleep some more!” The more he rested, the more Comfort energy and golden cores he produced—treasures the entire military could never get enough of. The once ridiculed useless awakener had become the most sought-after existence in the whole world.