When he woke up, Zhang Fan traveled to the wasteland world in 2210 AD.
Viruses, nuclear wars and mutated organisms have destroyed old civilization, and in his hands he only has a semi-abandoned research base and a consciousness anchoring system that can summon "players" from the earth.
In order to survive, Zhang Fan, who had just graduated, put on the vest of "game planner" and posted a test recruitment on the Earth Forum.
He had thought he would get an elite group of well-trained warriors.
As a result, as soon as the first batch of players landed, some opened the box and blew up the training cabin, some chased the survivors and asked about side quests, and some wrote a 5,000-word mutant beast strategy overnight, and then were chased for three streets by the target of the strategy.
Zhang Fan once thought that these guys might be more dangerous than the wasteland.
But gradually, players used game thinking to crack the mutant beast's lair, used the guild system to integrate the survivor settlements, dismantled the ruins into materials, and expanded the dilapidated base into factories, power stations, and cities.
While the survivors in the wasteland are still fighting for a bite of food, a group of lunatics calling themselves players have begun planning railways, legions and the next city.
Zhang Fan looked at the expanding territory of power and fell into deep thought.
They are truly an act of God.
Fortunately, this natural disaster belongs to me.
