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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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The Tragedy

Editor: Caron_

The clock at the church struck seven o'clock.

In the opera house, two streets past the University of Ber, the sound of the melodious symphony echoed. The Kermen Orchestra from Vienna, Austria delivered a spectacular performance. Under the direction of the concertmaster, all musicians bowed to the audience.

Taking advantage of the intermission, Sim and the Austrian president sitting at the top of the opera house happily chatted with each other.

"Very good performance; Evelyn will regret his early departure."

"I'll pass your compliments to the band and they'll be honored at praise coming from the President of Frankberg," the Austrian president said. "What's the next show?"

"It's 'Opera: Turandot,' the masterpiece of the famous Italian composer, Giacomo Puccini, played by the Ber National Orchestra. You can look forward to the next show." Sim crossed his legs as he rambled on in a lighthearted fashion.