After completing thirty-six lifetimes of quick transmigration, he returned victorious and just wanted to lie flat. But it turned out his brother was a workaholic, his sister was a workaholic, and his mom and dad were workaholics too—so he would just be the man behind them. Thus, he casually wiped out a queen ant that almost destroyed the base, effortlessly healed his mother's teammate's wounds, and conveniently stewed a pot of soft-shelled turtle for himself in the apocalypse. While others were fighting to the death for a handful of rice, he was adjusting the heat for a pot of soup. What this family didn't know was that the patient they were desperately protecting was actually the person least to be messed with on this wasteland.