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...
"B...World Line?"
Looking at the bronze machinery, Jiang Chen murmured.
To his surprise, the opposite seemed to be able to hear his voice.
There was no real sound in the empty enclosure. The metal-like friction sound seemed to be directly communicated to his mind. This kind of communication across dimension was surreal, too surreal to be described by words.
But Jiang Chen knew was that when he stood there, he could heard and be heard.
As simple as that.
"Yes, B World Line." The frictions of the metal made that voice sound cold, but he couldn't hear the emotions in that voice. "If we define our past time as A, then you are B, and there are hundreds of thousands of C, D, E... Parallel lines that never intersect now connected together because of a failed voyage, and it made us into a non-existent but ubiquitous specter."