I, Lin Tuo, became the master of the apocalyptic magic tower as soon as I opened my eyes.
Outside the tower is the fog that swallows civilization, and in the fog is a giant beast as big as a mountain.
In the tower... There are only three days of energy left, the food is moldy, and the weapons are rusty.
While others were struggling in the apocalypse, a row of cards appeared in front of me.
Food, weapons, heroes—even mythical dragons—are all available.
But the moment the first card was revealed, I knew I was in big trouble:
The chosen elf ranger looked at me like I was a fool.
And deep in the mist, those red lights are slowly turning toward my tower.
The countdown to survival starts now.
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It's very beautiful. The author sits on this floor. If you like it, please leave a message.
It's very beautiful. The author sits on this floor. If you like it, please leave a message.
The writing is pretty good, no big problems