In the End of the World, I Build a City on Giant Beasts

Thirty days countdown to the end, my turtle can eat crystal cores. Fan Jingyan awakened the beast control system one month before the end of the world. While others stocked up on food and guns, he stocked up on turtle food—because the tortoise "Old Shell" he had raised for half a year was the only creature in the world that could absorb the evolution of crystal nuclei. Zombies broke out, other people's pets mutated into monsters, and the first lines grew on his turtle's back. Zombies are evolving, alien beasts are wreaking havoc, and superpowers are beating the sky into darkness. Fan Jingyan rode an electric bike, carrying a turtle as big as a basin, and beat people from the community all the way to the provincial gathering place, and from the provincial gathering place to the ruins of the capital. While others grab territory, he makes deals. Others build fortresses, he builds a moving city on the back of a turtle. While others fight for supremacy, he does business. By the time everyone reacted, the turtle had grown into a city, and Fan Jingyan was sitting on the highest point of the turtle's back, overlooking the entire apocalyptic world. "Why are you asking me?" Fan Jingyan touched the turtle shell and said slowly: "Just because you are all busy evolving, I am the only one who is serious about raising turtles." This is the story of one person and one turtle. From palm-sized tortoises to continent-level giant tortoises carrying a city on their backs. From a social animal who just wants to survive, to the only rule-maker in the end of the world. The end of the world is coming, and all beasts mutate. And his turtle is slowly growing up.