Global Cataclysm: The Nation Helps Me Build a Super Shelter

When global disaster struck, Chen Fan died in battle in his previous life, then was reborn six months before the apocalypse.

In this life, carrying memories of blood and fire, he forged China into a blade.

He halted the entertainment industry and had the entire nation make steel. Tens of millions of young people put down their pens and took up arms, their cold blades tempered in fire. The Academy of Sciences scrambled for the gene-drug blueprints he released. An eighty-year-old academician drank the potion and bent a steel bar with his bare hands.

When Mount Fuji erupted with a deafening roar and the Earth's crust split open into a thirty-thousand-meter-deep abyss, the world finally saw his trump card:

The "Steel Dragon" encircling the nation's borders rose from the ground, and eighty million knife-wielding soldiers stood atop the walls.

Below the walls was a beast tide like a tsunami.

Above them, Chen Fan lit a cigar and leveled his blade toward the abyss.

"In my last life, you devoured eighty million of us. This time, we're changing seats."