The Civilization Behind the Door Will Perish, I Hand over the Coordinates to the Country

An extra door appeared out of thin air on the wall of unemployed maintenance worker Lu Chen's warehouse. Inside the gate is the Magic Industrial City that was eroded by the black moon. There are only ninety days left in the White Tower City. He walked into the police station with a sample from another world: "What I want to hand over is not a cultural relic, but the coordinates of another world." When the national team crossed the Black Gate, modern industry, magic runes and night tide monsters began to compete for the survival of the two civilizations.