Global survival has arrived.
Seven billion people were thrown into the endless ocean.
Others drank seawater and waited to die on the raft.
I drank tea on a lounge chair on a private island.
Because I have a [poll labor reform system] - anyone who hates me is my free labor.
The beasts in the courtyard all hate me more than the last.
Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter during the day, and at night he works on our island digging mountains up to his waist.
Mrs. Jia Zhang scolded me for having no parents during the day and cut down trees on my island at night until my hands were broken.
Xu Damao wanted to occupy my house during the day and dug in my mine at night until he vomited blood.
The best thing is - continuous sitting punishment.
If one person is lazy, everyone will suffer twice as much.
They don't need me to take care of them. They supervise each other and beat each other even harder than the supervisors.
Wake up? My whole body fell apart, I had no memory, I just thought it was a nightmare.
And I use their hard work to harvest wildly on the Global Trading Channel!
Iron spears, crossbows, blueprints, strengthening liquid...
When everyone kneels down and begs me to sell a piece of wood, the rules of this world have been written by me.
What? Was the seventh-level blacksmith Liu Haizhong also marked?
Just in time, the forging platform is short of people, please report tonight!
