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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 · Ficção Científica
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1609 Chs

Asteroid Mining Project

Editor: Caron_

Although Hawking was no longer a Britain citizen, the Queen and Prime Minister still sent him blessings and also sent a thank-you letter to Jiang Chen. Although his relationship with Europe was gradually deteriorating, Future Group unexpectedly won Britain's friendship.

Perhaps it was because of historical factors that the Rothschilds didn't have as much control over their homeland as they did in the past, or it perhaps it was because of an old man who was widely known in the scientific community.

Jiang Chen didn't charge Hawking for the treatment but instead, asked him to join Coro University as a professor of physics. Although Coro University attracted a large number of great professors from all over the world with Jiang Chen's monetary tactics, other than the seventeenth dean of Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Rafael Leif, there wasn't really anyone there that could be printed on the admissions ads.