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Young Master in the Apocalypse

Viktor was the youngest son of the richest and most powerful man in Russia. Anything he wants, he gets. No one dares to offend him, and every day, he's living a life of a king– Until apocalypse comes. His life is miserable! Or not. After spending two years hiding inside his luxurious Romanov bunker, living life the same old way full of alcohol, delicacies, and supermodels, he's finally forced to come out of his diamond turtle shell. Now, the world has become such a different place. His money, his friends, his status, all have been rendered useless. He was greeted with hordes of undead, mutated monsters, Alien technology, and superhumans that stood between him and his future. Fortunately, Viktor has found a Divine Artifact among his family's hidden treasure, The Djinn lamp that granted him the power to survive the new world. [You have received the spirit energy of stage two undead - level 10] [You have received 3 points in endurance] [You have received 5 points of spirit force] [You have reached a breakthrough into a new realm] With his newfound power, will the young master survive the apocalypse? Or will it only push his luck until he dies? This is the story of an arrogant young master on the journey to find the best thing; luxury, power, and jade beauties even in the apocalypse --------- Author Note: Although set in an apocalypse world, this is a light story about adventure, friendship, and romance even among harem companions that will hopefully brighten up your day with some action and comedy. Please be warned that it has minimum sex explicit content. Check video trailer in youtube "Young master in the Apocalypse"

Avan · 奇幻
分數不夠
229 Chs

Perm City

Sheila's expression was full of questions. Right now, gold is still a rare item, but in a post-apocalypse era like this, gold has no value. It would be easy for her to fulfill Viktor's request, but the request still seemed strange.

"Although gold is no longer considered a luxury good, it still has a luxurious feel, sister. I have my own plans," Viktor lied with a reassuring expression..

Sheila raised her eyebrows, and she placed the teacup back. "How much do you need?"

"How much do you have?"

The question was enough to make Sheila understand how much gold Viktor needed. "Alright, I'll give you 'a lot' of gold. But on one condition."

Viktor's eyes narrowed. He couldn't help but feel suspicious about it..

"Go and help the Mayor of Perm deal with their problems over there. Each month, I will receive the Mayor's report about your work, Viktor. Next month, if I hear about any developments… I will send Romanov's stash of gold to you."