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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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Treasure Map

Traductor: _Min_ Editor: Rainystars

After two rounds of airstrikes, the zombie flood surrounding Dongcheng Hospital subsided slightly, the only one Roshan remaining fell victim to 20mm machineguns.

With its ammunition exhausted, the Aurora-20 hovered in the air, then returned in the direction of Qingcheng.

Although the zombie flood subsided, no one showed any happiness.

They all recognized that the situation would not last for too long.

With darkness approaching, the zombies would rush to the area like moths rushing to a lamp.

"Listen, I know that your guards are very strong, but the night is very long." Next to Jiang Chen, Zhao Qiuran looked at the street full of limbs outside the wall of Dongcheng Hospital and said, "You said there would be helicopters coming to pick us up, how many helicopters do you need to take more than 70 people at once? Or do you intend to leave these loots here."

Zhao Qiuran looked at the slaves who were sitting next to the water tank.