The end of the world is coming, and monsters are rampant.
While others are working hard in the dungeon, he is working on infrastructure at home.
The wooden door is not hard enough? Strengthen! Does the arrow tower have a short range? Upgrade! The wall is not high enough? Thicken!
While others were still worrying about survival, Chen Feng had already built a steel fortress. While the top guilds were still fighting for resources, his fortress was already flying into the sky.
On the night of the blood moon, thousands of monsters attacked the city. Chen Feng stood on the arrow tower, overlooking the tidal wave of beasts, and gently pressed the start button.
"Welcome to my mobile fortress."
