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

After pushing Sun Xiaorou back into the mansion, the sun had already gone down.

The adorable Yao Yao finished cooking the dishes, and she and Lin Lin brought the delicious dishes to the table. Sun Jiao, on the other hand, carried the heavy burden of searching for people.

But she was not as successful as she had thought. Sun Jiao searched through the mansion without finding the missing Sun Xiaorou and Jiang Chen. She even went into the basement. Perhaps because the withered leaves blocked her vision, but, through the window, she didn’t see the two people in the backyard taking a walk.

Seeing the two people harmoniously show up in the living room, suspicion flashed across Sun Jiao’s face as her eyes moved between the two.

"What… happened between you two?"

"Ahem, can you not ask this so weirdly?" Jiang Chen facepalmed.

"Uhh, I just feel the air between you two is a bit odd," with a hand on her chin, Sun Jiao said.

Are you not going to feed me?