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...
Inter-dimension Subsidiary
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Unlike the tradition of Asians, Africans always accepted gift, regardless of its value.
Chief Zaria was overjoyed and accepted the gift from Jiang Chen, and then pushed forward the slave as a return gift to Jiang Chen. She was a popular movie actress as well as a well-known ambassador for a charity before the war and had gained a large following in Africa.
In Zaria's tribe, the gift of a slave was a gesture of friendship, and the more beautiful the slave, the higher the status before, the more it reflected the master's value of the guest. However, Jiang Chen did not dare to accept it at all as he quickly declined this "grand gift".
It was certainly not the right gift.
He had only managed to keep things calm in his harem. If he dared to accept the gift...
As Jiang Chen watched Chief Zaria leave, he exchanged eye contact with Chu Nan, and the smile on their faces was so stiff.
"Do you have anything to say?"
"No, Mr. General."