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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 · ไซไฟ
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The Otherworldly Crimson Pupils

Editor: CokeZero

Boom!

Crystal? Explosion?

The bed there had been broken into two pieces.

With no time to think, Jiang Chen instinctinvely shielded Yao Yao from being hit.

One of his hand surrounded tightly around Yao Yao's quivering shoulder while he leaned against the half-destroyed bedboard, his other hand took out the PK2000 from the storage dimension.

Tatatata!

With gritted teeth, Jiang Chen held onto the rifle with his finger on the trigger. Yao Yao covered her ears with her hands as her body shook in his arms.

The bullets shattered the window into pieces, but they only managed to break a few strands of the person's hair. The figure agilely dodged all the bullets and dashed into the room.

Bullets chased the quick shadow and left bowl-sized holes in the wall.

The figure didn't seem to be anxious because of the constant firing. Instead, it dashed to the other corner of the room and dragged down the closet along with the wall.

Ka.