No SystemHow great is it to survive in the apocalypse and have a perfect team?
"Didi didi——"
The piercing sound of the car horn penetrated Qi Tian's ears arbitrarily, like countless steel needles piercing him. His hangover head was as groggy as if he had been stuffed into a drum washing machine for half the night. He opened his eyes irritably and sat up with a curse: "Damn it, why are you making such a fuss? Are you rushing to reincarnate?"
As his sleepiness faded away, Qi Tian scratched his messy hair. As soon as he walked to the living room, he saw three little ones still sleeping soundly - Li Ming curled up on the sofa, Wang Meng lying sprawled on the floor, and Liu Chuang leaning beside the coffee table with drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.
