I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

It is a nuclear crater, or a circular lake.

The lake surface emits pale blue fluorescence under the night, like the sea of ​​fireflies, beautiful and ominous.

The lake is very clear, but it is as thick as a gel, and occasionally it can't be swayed by a breeze.

In the middle of the lake, a hill floats.

It was a hill made up of dark red meat. The blood vessels that are densely covered on the surface frequently squirm and send nutrients to the whole body. The huge body is supported by the tentacle that is densely packed like a jellyfish on the chassis, like a giant tree rooted in the lake.

A giant tree made up of flesh and blood.

It has a cilia that is as thick as an arm and about ten meters long. On the top of the cilia, there is a scalp that glows. It is like an antenna, hanging a bright light. The faint fluorescent flickering is like listening to something, and it seems to be calling for something.

No one has been here for 20 years, and no one can come here. This is the forbidden zone of life.

However, there are still a few different species that can get close to this place.

For example, dead claws are one of them.

Perhaps it was guided by the faint light, and a dead claw slowly approached the nuclear crater.

It swayed with a thorny tail and clawed a dying survivor.

The survivor looked ugly, the festering skin was growing with deformed pleats, and the high-intensity radiation cancer changed every inch of his body. The swollen mouth slowly moved, whispering incomprehensible words. Along with the shaking of the facial muscles, large pieces of dandruff peeled off his face.

His face is miserable, but its face is solemn.

It’s like holding a mysterious ritual, and the dead claws will lift him up.

In the mourning of the fear of the prey, it devoutly threw him into the lake.

The viscous ripples swayed and quickly swallowed the figure.

As usual, after the tribute was given to the dead claw, he turned and left.

However, at this time, the change has taken place!

The viscous lake suddenly rolled up, and large bubbles rushed from the bottom of the lake. It is like boiled water. And the survivor who sinks into the bottom of the lake is the last firewood to ignite this lake water!

The dead claws turned his head sharply, and the bell-sized eyes smashed into a slit, which wandered strangely between the rising radiance and the flesh.

at the same time. In a villa dozens of kilometers away, Lin Ling, who was asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

Breathing is still even, as if still asleep.

However, the two blushes in the pupil are so conspicuous in the dark.

It is already in mid-June, and Jiang Chen intends to return to the world in the near future. Everything on the wasteland has been arranged. The last batch of recruits also rushed to the front line yesterday. At this moment, there is no such thing as sitting in the office. The chores of the chores will be arranged by Sun Jiao, who is the Marshal’s wife. In the event of a major incident, Lin Ling will also inform him through the four-dimensional transmitter.

But today he still has to go to the office, and a messenger from Hangzhou wants to see him.

"Ha" yawned, and Lin Ling walked out of the room with her sleepy eyes.

"Looking up late?" Jiang Chen, who was standing in the living room and preparing to go out, saw the sentence and smiled and asked.

"No, I don't know why I am embarrassed, and I am hungry." Lin Ling glared at the flat belly and walked away to the kitchen.

I don't know what happened. Lin Ling has always been this listless look. Jiang Chen initially thought she was sick. However, Lin Ling told him very responsibly that the electronic person would not be sick.

Jiang Chen looked at her back with a puzzled look, but said nothing and pushed the door outward.

Today's sky is exceptionally sunny, perhaps because of the monsoon blowing in the Pacific Ocean, blowing away the dust that clouds over the waste soil. When I came to the office, I saw a man in a suit waiting at his desk.

After seeing Jiang Chen, his eyes lit up and he extended his right hand and smiled and greeted him.

Jiang Chen also reached out with a friendly hand and shook him.

"Kong Qian, president of the Hangzhou Merchants Federation." The man shook hands with Jiang Chen. Introduce it amicably.

Judging from the old man in his hand, this guy is not like a businessman at all.

Although he has not been to Hangzhou, Jiang Chen has heard the name of this association.

Many merchants in the sixth block are from Hangzhou, and the gadgets they bring to electronics, tobacco and adhesives are selling well here. And most of the businessmen from Hangzhou. They are all affiliated to the Hanges Merchants Federation, a guild-like organization. The ability to integrate so many businessmen is enough to demonstrate the strength of this organization.

However, there is still a Jiashi city between Hangzhou City and Wanghai City. The distance of 150 kilometers is far away on the waste soil.

"Jiang Chen, marshal nac. Let's sit down and talk again?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Haha, Mr. Marshal is polite."

After some chills, the two were seated on the sofa.

Jiang Chen simply gestured to Han Junhua to avoid it first. Then he put his fingers on his knees and asked him to open the door.

"Now the outside is so chaotic, I don't know if the president personally came here to visit me. What is the matter?"

Jiang Chen did not forget that Jiashi is still in the hands of the mutants.

"Bringing friendship and bringing sub-crystal. There is also a private purpose. I want to see the legendary king of Wanghai City." Kong Qian said with a smile.

The king of Wanghai City? This flattering sound is really loud, but I like it.

"Haha, is the person in Hangzhou like this?" Jiang Chen smiled.

"Of course, the businessman who came back to Hangzhou from the sixth block is very appreciative of your enthusiasm. As a dictator, you can recognize the importance of businessmen and strictly abide by the rules of the game." Honestly, I heard After the ten-member committee was replaced by a dictator, we pessimistically thought that we would completely lose one of the most dazzling markets, but it turned out that we were wrong.” Kong Qian spread his hands and teased.

Seeing that Kong Qian was too late to open the subject, Jiang Chen’s eyebrows picked and picked and smiled.

"I am very honored to be so acclaimed by your businessman. The merchants in Hangzhou have always been our friendliest friends. But I think it is better to get into the topic as soon as possible before each other."

Kong Qian smiled.

"Actually, I have a good proposal before coming here."

"What about now?" Jiang Chen asked.

"I changed my mind."

"Can I listen to the idea that has been revoked?" Jiang Chen leaned on the sofa and looked at the old-fashioned face.

Kong Qian licked his mouth and did not hide it.

"My proposal is for the two sides to jointly send troops and unplug the nails that are on our way."

"What about now?" Jiang Chen smiled.

"But now I find that you don't seem to need us, you can pull out the nail." Kong Qian also laughed.

When he said this, Jiang Chen read a deep hidden taboo from his pupil. (To be continued.)