Apocalyptic Wasteland: Set Up Survival Traps At The Beginning

Time is like a knife, and years are like tides.

Nothing in the world can escape the baptism of time.

Even if the holy city was built only ten years ago, traces of time can still be seen on the outer walls.

But time seems to be frozen for some people.

Looking at it now, it's still the same.

"Deputy City Lord, this is the census of the Holy City this year, as well as the expected new projects and the expansion permit application from the Ministry of Construction..."

In the Holy City Mansion, Jing Nan nodded while listening to the reports from his subordinates while looking at the data on the crystal panel.

There is no trace of the erosion of time on her beautiful face. "Four Zero Zero" is even more beautiful and attractive.

"Are there so many people already?"

Looking at the numbers on the crystal panel, Jing Nan thought to himself.

Since the end of the Battle of Kabala's Forbidden Zone ten years ago.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Holy City, the human population showed explosive growth.

The original population numbered only a few hundred thousand, but in ten years it had approached one million.

Of course, two-thirds of the population are just 10-year-old newborns.

But it only takes a few more years or thousands of years.

Human beings can completely repopulate every corner of the entire continent!

"Okay, let's proceed according to the established plan, but tell the Ministry of Construction that the Holy City School must be built, then call the next person..."

Just like the ancient emperor summoning the military minister.

Jingnan spent the whole day under high-pressure summoning work.

Only at night can you steal half of your life.

"it is finally over.…."

After twisting his neck, Jing Nan stood up and left the throne.

As an Abyss Jumper with over 10,000 source materials, I don’t feel tired from this bit of work.

Just tired.

Over the past ten years, there have been too many things to deal with every day.

But it has to be done.

This holy city is not only the hope of mankind, but also someone's hard work.

Take a bath, sleep, lie down...

After a busy day, Jing Nan lay down on the soft big bed and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

But I couldn't fall asleep despite tossing and turning.

His old comrades could not help but resound in his mind.

What about Downey Penny, Xuefeng, Mocheng...

It's not that I miss any friendship, but that I watch them get in and out of each other all day long.

But...

Beside her, Fang Chen also had a faint smile.

"How long did it take you to wake up?"

Lord of the Holy City.

People born in the new generation may not know it very well.

But as a person who came from the lighthouse era, no one can forget that heroic appearance that is like a god and a devil.

Without him, there would not be the Holy City today, nor would they have the peaceful and comfortable life they have now.

He is the savior, the god sent from heaven to save mankind!

It was extremely noisy. Everywhere in the Holy City, everyone was talking about everything about Fang Chen.

At this time, Fang Chen was in the Holy City Mansion, sitting between the thrones.

"Thank you for your hard work these past ten years!"

Looking at the people in front of him, Fang Chen said sincerely.

Is it difficult to conquer the world?

Disaster!

But sometimes it is more difficult to conquer the world than to conquer it.

The enemy, you can use the knife to speak to him.

If there is a disagreement, it is holy.

But for the subjects under his jurisdiction, killing is not the solution to the problem...

Tyranny is unpopular, and implementing a qualified benevolent government requires a lot of energy and physical strength.

For the Holy City to be able to develop to this point, everyone present has contributed a lot.

"We are just doing odd jobs. When your boss comes back, it will be easy for us!"

Mark laughed and looked at Fang Chen, the joy on his face was needless to say.

As people who came from the same period, our feelings for each other can no longer be explained in words.

The rest of the people also sent the most sincere words like Mark.

"By the way, where is Bai Yuekui?"

Fang Chen looked around.

Whether it's Mark, Victor, or...

These people from the older generation who accompanied him to conquer the country are all here.

But only Bai Yuekui, Xia Dou and the others were nowhere to be seen.

"I was about to tell you that Sister Yuekui left with Xia Dou and the others when she had been in the Holy City for three years. She said she wanted to see the situation in other continents for you first..."

Zai Bing spoke, and she wanted to follow him back then. 3.6 But the Holy City was in urgent need of manpower for development, which made her give up the idea.

"Yeah?"

Hearing this, Fang Chen couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

Although Bai Yuokui always said that he was unforgiving to him.

But even he himself didn't know when he started thinking about himself first in everything.

Now he even risked his life to cross the continent to find out information for him.

It's not just her.

Jing Nan and Ran Bing also dedicated themselves to him.

Life is like this, what else can I ask for!