The European King's little baby built a city in the end of the world
With the descent of the evolution code, the world would change and everything would be overturned.
Was it evolution and rebirth, or destruction and extinction?
Is this what you think?
NO!
What if they were homeless and had nowhere to live?
"Sister, don't worry. We can build a city."
The price of land was sky-high. What if there were not enough resources?
"Sister, look, I got a coupon. It's a 10% discount!"
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A certain someone thought,"Hmph, no matter how powerful the apocalypse is, it can't be as powerful as me, the European King."
Facing the sudden changes in the world, the birth of new species, and the dangerous apocalypse.
Ye Xingyue relied on her luck to become the final winner, hehe n(* Greatest ▽ Greatest *)n
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Fragment:
Ye Xingyue had nothing left to live for."As the City Lord, I'm actually heavily in debt. It's too difficult for me!"
In the next second, the butler elf congratulated the City Lord. The debt had been paid off.
Looking at the barren scenery, Ye Xingyue cried."There's only the City Lord's Mansion, but there's no place to live. Can it be any worse?"
In the next second, the City Lord's Mansion was completely renewed. It was ancient and beautiful.
Ye Xingyue was in a sorry state."These wild beasts are getting harder and harder to fight. Their equipment is getting harder and harder to drop."
A certain someone looked at the pile of resource equipment that had just dropped in his backpack and silently clicked send.
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A different apocalypse, a different female lead, a different path to becoming king.
This story might have potential, but by all that is holy, I can't feckin find it. I tried. I really did, but I couldn't get past chapter 10. If I had to compare the grammatical prowess of the editor to a functioning member of society, it would be equal to Jeffrey Dahmer. I gave myself a migraine attempting to process the massacre of the english language that is this story. If this story is ever picked through by actual editor, I might come back. It's highly unlikely, however, given the ptsd I am developing after walking through the literary equivalent of Auschwitz.