Urban Wasteland Rent Collector

On the day I was laid off, the second bedroom I rented with a 500 yuan partition turned into a door. Behind the door is a doomsday wasteland with a blood moon hanging high, and ferocious beasts wandering among the ruins. And my rental contract was quietly updated: You have become the sole property owner of the film. Please collect rent from the tenant Alien Beasts/Relics/Lost People on time. While the capital tycoons are still competing for real estate, I already hold the entire neighborhood of Doomsday in my hands, but the rent... Is a bit life-consuming. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.