Morning Star LL

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... 


I have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Jiang Chen jumped over the counter in the lobby of the hospital and hid under the table while holding his hammer.


His left arm was still bleeding and a piece of his flesh was badly mangled, but since he was injected with the genetic vaccine, the zombie bacterial infection should not affect him.


He took a deep breath as he tried to make his violently pumping heart calm down. He took out the revolver and unloaded the magazine.


With a trembling left hand, he pushed the magazine back in, put the revolver back in the original pocket, and took several deep breaths.


Though it sounded crazy, he couldn't muster any killing intent towards these dummies... Thinking of this, Jiang Chen could not help but reveal a wry smile.


It could be said that this was probably his calmest <Fury> state. There was not a single red dot in his sight, and despite facing a horde of zombies, there was no desire to for aggression.


Dead End