Glacier Apocalypse + Rebirth + Stockpiling Supplies + Intense Character Conflicts + Mobile Steel Fortress + Infinite Space + Cold-Blooded Revenge
After an asteroid strikes, dust blankets the atmosphere, plunging the entire world into a Glacier Apocalypse.
In his previous life, kindhearted Zhang Nan was always helping the neighbors in his building, but in the end, those starving people tore him apart and ate him.
When he is reborn fifteen days before the Apocalypse begins, the first thing Zhang Nan does is build a mobile steel fortress:
"Remember, the fortress needs 1,000 mm titanium steel plates all around!"
"Replace the underside with a giant snow-clearing icebreaker, so I can drive off with the whole fortress!"
"Oh, and install the most expensive AI while you're at it!"
But what if he needs a huge amount of supplies?
"I'm the landlord of these two buildings. I want a 10-billion loan!"
But where can he store all the supplies?
"No problem. I have a hidden space the size of a planet!
The neighbors whisper among themselves:
"Is that guy crazy or something?"
"Maybe he went nuts after his parents died."
"I think he was always an idiot."
After the Glacier Apocalypse arrives, everyone struggles to survive.
"Zhang Nan! Hand over your supplies, and I might leave you with a whole corpse!"
"Zhang Nan! You think you can get away with acting tough? I'll beat you to death!"
But then...
"Whoa! Zhang Nan! What is that?"
"Help! No, Zhang Nan! I'm sorry!!!"
Watching the people who had killed him in his previous life scream in agony, Zhang Nan felt utterly satisfied.
He took a sip of a bottle of red wine from Ni Hong Manor, worth 500,000 yuan, and said softly:
"I was too kind before, and look where it got me. This time, I'm going to make sure every last one of you dies!"
This kind of doomsday writing is almost the same, except for the name! Hiding in your own home and reading group messages and being insulted but still enjoying it... If you have time to write these garbage plots, why not create something different for everyone to watch? Watching all of these for an hour is probably already very embarrassing.
After listening to more than 40 chapters, the male protagonist is called Zheng Laohan, right? Is it related to the hoarder in the turtle shell in the author's book? The male protagonist chapter is less than one third of the number of Lao Han, right?
What are you writing about? Everything you do is ridiculed. Even buying a car is ridiculed. One is demolishing a second generation. The family has so many houses and is ridiculed for not being able to buy a car. Just write about the apocalypse properly and don't be like a slapping article in the city. After reading five or six more chapters, I really can't stand it anymore. No wonder the comments are all bad. You'd be damned if you didn't write a bad review like this. The protagonist is always suspected of being a poor loser. Where can I buy a car?
It's the end of the world and I still save people. I don't remember how my shirt died. Moreover, it's all the same old routines that don't make sense. No matter what I do, I get scolded and ridiculed. It's really boring to be reborn like this. It's boring.
I keep making some meat dishes, and there are so many people in the community. How can we get so many supplies to distribute food? After reading this, I feel that it is nonsense.
What, what, what, what did I write?
Boring nonsense, not good-looking.
Damn it, I was stunned by the author's imagination. You were eaten by someone who ripped out your skin, cramped your muscles, tore out your heart and lungs. After you were reborn, you provided food and built a base for the people who ate you. As a result, the doctor who climbed more than ten floors to treat you asked you to write him off just because he fell in love with his wife! Completely portray the pig's trotter as a retard! Still in the late stage
The mobile fortress ran less than a hundred meters and never left the community.
In the next few chapters, the author realized that no one was reading, so he simply started writing about his own bad taste.