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...
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At the colony's port.
Under the escort of two warships, ten cargo ships loaded with containers slowly approached ashore.
In these containers, in addition to the canned luncheon meat, instant noodles, and compressed biscuits produced in the Garden of Edens, there were also some industrial products produced at the Sixth Street. These things would be exchanged for crystals, mutant furs, and even blondes that would be shipped back to the Sixth Street.
At the port, Han Yue commanded the slaves under him to unload boxes of goods from the ships.
As he looked at the slaves who were busy in the port, and the newly appointed overseers that swung their whips and listened to his order, he felt surreal.
How did I, a security guard from a Wanghai bank, become the NAC North America Colony Human Resource Director of Slave?
Han Yue thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't come up with an answer. In the end, he attributed the answer to luck.