After traveling through time, Xia Luoyun was forcibly bound to a task: to upgrade Shacheng into a five-star tourist city.
The yellow sand is blowing in the face, wild animals are around, and not even a single grass can grow on the barren and cracked land.
There were only thirty demons in the city. They were so skinny and hungry that they gnawed dry tree bark, and their eyes glowed green when they saw a bite.
Xia Luoyun held a piece of dead grass in her mouth, and yellow sand hit her face.
That's it? How can a ghost place with no water, electricity, internet, or even a toilet be turned into a five-star tourist city?
"Is it too late to lie down now? I don't want to go home."
System: "Host, please keep fighting for the rise of the city!"
Xia Luoyun directly masked pain.
In order to go home as soon as possible. She captured the beautiful prince Leer who ran away from home and strayed into Sand City and imprisoned him in the Demon Lord's Tower. She spread the news to lure adventurers to come, and then took advantage of the evil...
Residential buildings, hotels, restaurants, amusement parks...
Looking at the demons with increasingly fiery eyes and the stagnant progress of city construction, Xia Luoyu touched her chin and decisively held Lille's hand with an affectionate tone.
"Prince, are you interested in buying shares?"
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There is a five-star tourist magic city in the Demon World Continent. It is said that the city owner Xia Luoyun is full of tricks. His only hobby is to snatch beautiful men. He also specially built a Demon King Tower to ban beauties. Among them was Prince Lille, who was famous for his appearance.
In order to save the king's son (gold), the adventurers embarked on a crusade against the lord of Sand City. However, when they hurried outside the city, they saw the prince standing on the wall of the city, wearing rich clothes and smiling. There was also a slender woman wearing a black cloak standing beside him.
Prince, blink if you are kidnapped.
Then, Lille, who was holding a small pennant, hit them with a wink.
Welcome to the city of sand with simple folk customs.
Intention: If one road doesn't work, try another one.
