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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 · Ciencia y ficción
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Social Justice Saving the World

Editor: Caron_

Rolling waves smashed against the ship, as they shattered millions of tiny droplets against the invincible steel.

The radar and missile launchers on the guided missile cruisers were active and ready, waiting for the command to fire...

"Sir." The young soldier looked at the officer. He was unsettled, as it was difficult to distinguish whether it was firm or panic in his green pupils. "What should we do?"

What should we do?

No one could answer the young soldier who had just left the military academy; even the seasoned veteran couldn't. Since they were standing there, they were soldiers—just negligible screws in the massive war machine. They couldn't make the decision?

Instead of thinking about this question without an answer, it would be better to think about a more realistic question...

What will we do?