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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 · Sci-fi
Not enough ratings
1609 Chs

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The thoughts of these strangers were of no consequence to Jiang Chen who took a taxi and returned to his hotel.

When Jiang Chen returned, Ayesha, who had been dutifully studying, shyly smiled, transforming her normally expressionless face.

Almost like a newlywed wife.

But the smile made Jiang Chen feel incredibly guilty. Although he hadn’t married her yet, he still felt like a cheating husband coming home to a gentle, understanding wife.

[Maybe I should control myself more? There’s already too much on my plate.]

He laughed nervously, then brought Ayesha out to a nearby restaurant for a delicious meal free of pork. For this lonely girl, he would always treat her gently. He had his own perverted plans for her once she regained her health.

Yes, indeed.

But becoming intoxicated by many beauties was never a good thing; it was time to head back to the apocalypse he worried about.

That night was quiet, without any conversation.