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I have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

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...

Morning Star LL · Sci-fi
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Editor: Rainystars

In the conference room, the conference table was fully occupied. The people gathered around there was the hierarchy of UA's power.

Not only senior officials of the Department of Defense were present, but also the politicians made a rare visit this conference room. From the left-hand side of the Secretary of Defense Ashton Carter, were President Hill, her chief of staff, and the national security advisor.

The atmosphere at the conference table was tense. Everyone had a gloomy expression on their faces.

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a young man dressed in a suit holding a thick stack of documents strolled in.

"Morell, you are late." Ashton Carter was not pleased.

"Sorry, it took a while to print these materials... what happened to my seat?"

"There are a lot of people today." Sighing, Mr. Carter looked at the assistant standing next to him. "Help Mr. Morrel bring in a chair."