Apocalypse Tycoon: Ruler of Two Worlds

Lu Chen sprawled on the old, creaking sofa in his rented room, staring blankly at the yellowed water stain on the ceiling, left behind by rain. Its edges had turned black, like an ugly scar carved into the mottled wall.

His phone screen was still lit, its glaring white light especially stark in the dim room.

On the screen was the last message Lin Xiao Xiao had sent him...