After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse. If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation. But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven. Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere. What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day. iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom? Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat. Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time...
In the early morning of February 10th, a silver-white jet landed on the runway of Coro International Airport.
Surrounded by a group of men and women in suit, Trump walked down the gangway with his head held high, waved to the cameras on both sides, and went up to Zhang Yaping. He smiled and shook hands with him. No matter how tense the relation between the two countries, they still had to appear friendly.
"On behalf of the people of Xin, welcome."
"Thank you. On behalf of the people of the UA, I would like to express my gratitude to you for your warm welcome..." After Trump let go of Zhang Yaping's right hand, he looked around the airport, "Why do I feel... There seems to be someone missing here?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yaping asked.
"Jiang Chen."
"Oh, you mean Mr. Jiang," Zhang Yaping said with a smile. "He is waiting for you in Future Building."
Trump raised an eyebrow.