I, Lao Niu, Am Also a City Lord.

On the way to work, Li Erniu was cursed by an old Taoist who said that he was suffering from a thunderstorm. It didn't require 998 or 888, as long as 288 could resolve it. After hearing this, Li Erniu kicked him. Just a few steps away, a thunder struck him on a sunny day and he was transported to the end of ancient times. Li Erniu of Lijia Village, who became the same name, was in the midst of a natural and man-made disaster, and he was worried about how to survive. System: Di - The Sim City system has been turned on. Please complete the task in time and build a beautiful home as soon as possible. Li Erniu pouted: What's the benefit? I won't do anything that's not beneficial. The system gritted its teeth: I have the villa you have wanted for a long time, and can also provide you with several beautiful robot services. Are you satisfied? Li Erniu: Go! Go now! Go now! Whoever doesn't go is a grandson. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.