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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...

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Return of Xiangjiang

Éditeur: Caron_

On May 17th, a Gulfstream private jet landed on the runway of Xiangjiang International Airport.

Although an effort for confidentiality was made, the fastest reporters in the world still got wind of the situation and were waiting at the entrance of the international airport the moment they received the news.

There was no doubt that this aircraft came from Xin, and the owner of the aircraft was the president of Future Group, Jiang Chen.

It was very difficult to interview Jiang Chen in Xin. If he didn't want to be interviewed, it was difficult to even see him. However, in Xiangjiang, these reporters didn't have so many concerns and they all clamored him with cameras.

A dozen burly bodyguards formed a circle, blocking Jiang Chen's surroundings and shoving the crowd out of the way, escorting Jiang Chen to the vehicles sent by the subsidiary.

It was like these were paparazzi chasing an international superstar.