Wild beasts are rampant, and humans are like ants.
Lin Yue traveled to this uncivilized wasteland and awakened the talent of the Shadow Corps. The protective range of the altar was only three meters. When I was so hungry that stars appeared in front of my eyes, a voice rang in my mind——
"The Zhutian chat group invites you to join."
Chen Fan, who died suddenly after staying up late and traveled through the three bodies. Huashan Ningzhongze. Maoshan Jiu Shu. The world will be dominated. Qin Yue, a survivor of the Night Demon World.
"I'm starving."
A roast chicken. Three grenades. Five sentences of "survive to tell the story."
With the help of his friends, Lin Yue built his first territory on the wasteland, built an altar, summoned his people, purified the desolate air, and planted mutant plants. The territory is expanding inch by inch, wild beasts are watching eagerly outside the border, and spies of the Oasis Alliance are watching in the dark. The chat group quietly changes the fate of each group member - Uncle Jiu's zombie has not been found yet, there is an uncovered sword manual in Ning Zhongze's study, and the domineering adopted son looks at him more and more wrongly.
