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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 · Romance
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I will ask you again, move?

Éditeur: Rainystars

It was brightly lit at the South Gate of Pingan Street.

After the four transport helicopters unloaded the power-armored soldiers, they immediately turned into gunships, using the heavy machine guns at its tail to fire at the dangerous species like Roshans and Throwers. They hovered around the edge of the battlefield.

On the other side of the battlefield, NAC's armored forces bulldozed into the zombies, sent the packed zombies flying, flattened them under the tracks of Tiger IIs. The armored vehicles closely followed as they used the mounted machineguns to split the zombies into sections.

On the other hand, after Han Junhua entered Pingan Street from the North Gate, she immediately took over the command of the defense area. She led the NAC soldiers onto the wall and took control of the second line of defense from the exhausted Pingan Street defenders.