The doomsday wasteland, where energy is exhausted.
Humans in the lower city can only live in darkness.
The only valuable thing is the small black chip.
A piece of black gold, three pounds of rice
No one knows what its use is, but it makes people flock to it.
The bottom of the bottom is in season, and his life is worth less than a piece of black gold.
On the verge of death, she got what everyone wanted...
The wealthy but cold man told her: With this thing, you can produce unlimited black gold!
But Ji Fenqi had never even seen his face.
I thought I could reach the pinnacle of my life, but who knew that I haven't been safe for a minute since I got this thing.
This black gold production is too life-consuming!
Intention: Black gold in hand, I own the world, the road to counterattack in the wasteland
