I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

On the first of March, the Month of Disaster arrived on schedule.

Mud Crabs began to awaken from hibernation one after another and emerged from the shallows. They began to move on to the beach. Hunger and breeding biological instincts drove these creatures forward. Any other creatures would not be foraging. Even the Dead Claws would not dare to appear in front of these monsters that consumed everything.

On Desperate Beach, piles of triangular spines tied with graphene ropes were placed on the beach. The wooden stakes were connected by barbed wire, just like countless tank traps.

This was the idea Li Wang’s deputy commander came up with. Although it looked stupid, it was surprisingly effective. These stakes may not be able to stab through the shells of the Mud Crabs, but they were heavy and strong enough to impede their movement. For a creature like the Mud Crab with short legs, either they remove the entire stake or push the stakes forward in the sand.

Before the wall is built, they could only use this method to stop the footsteps of the Mud Crabs. The supply line from Yizhou to Wanghai was too long and the number of “Fireball-1” was limited. Therefore, artillery coverage must be used in critical areas.

NAC’s soldiers attacked the Mud Crabs trying to cross the line behind bunkers and stakes.

More and more wooden stakes were placed on the beach to gain time for the construction of the wall. The artillery intermittently fired toward the beach and provided soldiers with a slight chance to catch their breath in the frontline.

In the Expeditionary Fortress, with the exception of artillery soldiers and a small amount of logistical personnel, non-combat units had begun to evacuate to the airship.

Lin Lin looked pale in the cockpit of AS Order when she gazed at the direction of Desperate Beach. The wave made up by Mud Crabs formed a dark green steel turbid that squeezed through the NAC soldiers’ defenses…

Her small hands tightly squeezed in front of her chest before fixating to the direction of Datun Mountain. The small lips repeatedly whispered the same sentence.

“Big Pervert… Please be safe.”

It was a log cabin next to the resort’s Clearwater Lake. Until he saw the rusty sign, Jiang Chen did not know why the name of the nuclear power plant was not called the Datun Nuclear Power Plant, but instead, Clearwater.

While there were houses everywhere, for some strange reason, he chose to build this wooden cabin by the lake.

Pushing open the decaying wooden door, a damp, musty smell blew into his face.

Jiang Chen walked into the house and examined the layout.

Pots and pans were all available, but it didn’t look like someone lived there. The corners of the cabin were filled with thick cobwebs. Moss and mushrooms grew wildly. The foot-sized cockroaches quickly escaped into their caves, revealing the desolation of the area.

There were a pile of nutrient supply beside the cabinets and some pickled Mud Crab roe. Evidently, this place was his hiding place during the Month of Disaster. If he didn’t enter the shelter, it was a good place to take refuge.

A diary was placed on the table in the wooden house with its pages already turning yellow. Jiang Chen picked up the diary, shook off the dust on the cover, and turned to read the contents of the diary.

This diary was written after he was expelled from the nuclear power plant and it recorded his adventures over the years. Unlike the notebook on which the map was drawn, the text recorded in this diary was very neat, and the writing style was very delicate. It was difficult to associate the diary with the murderous demon.

The writing style of the diary was very casual. While recording what he saw and heard on the island, he even spent a whole chapter describing the feeling of eating human for the first time. Even looking at the words, Jiang Chen felt his stomach tumbling.

When betrayed by the people he once guarded, he moved from “neutral good” to “chaotic evil”. Instead of suppressing the desire for blood, he followed this desire and perfectly played the role of Fog Demon. He used the status of an intelligent trafficker to throw off the bait and hunted every survivor near Datun Mountain that fell into his trap.

However, Captain Qin Chuan, Mole, Fog Demon, and the man with triple identities eventually died in the secret doorway he guarded.

On the last pages of the diary, Jiang Chen finally find out about the third-level genetic code he was looking for.

According to his description, when he ate the hundredth heart, a strange mutation appeared in his body. He took the instrument from the hospital, and conducted genetic sequencing with his own blood, and finally found that his V127 gene mutant, the cannibalism gene, had further mutations that stimulated the hidden gene to unlock the third level genetic code.

“Eating people to evolve? This is bullsh*t right.” Jiang Chen could not help but scorn as he put down the diary.

It seemed that the way everyone evolved is not the same. The reason why Bo Yu evolved to the third level was probably based on believers’ beliefs, and the reason why this Fog Demon evolved was because of cannibalism. Jiang Chen could not help but think about what his path would be to the third level.

After leaving the diary in the wooden cabin, Jiang Chen found the blood sample he used for gene sequencing and left.

Returning to the resort, under the leadership of the guard sent by Zhao Tianyu, he found the truck containing five nuclear fusion generators.

The generators were not as big as he thought, and each tank was the size of a wardrobe. Five generators and more than a dozen storage tanks filled the truck perfectly. Without leaving too many farewell words, Jiang Chen took the keys of the truck and drove down the hill.

In the fog, visibility was low, so Jiang Chen drove extremely slowly and carefully.

Driving halfway down the mountain, he looked into the rearview mirror and confirmed that no one followed and stopped the truck on the side of the road.

After getting out of the truck, he put his hand on the nuclear fusion generators and moved the generators into the storage dimension. After transporting the full truck of things back to the modern world, Jiang Chen temporarily put them in the backyard of his mansion on Coro Island, and then found Ayesha who was at the gym.

“Did you take care of everything on the other side?” Gently wiping the sweat from her forehead with a towel, Ayesha walked toward Jiang Chen and asked softly.

“Almost finished. Help me to do one thing. I left five machines in the backyard and more than a dozen barrels of nuclear fuel. Get the Ghost Agents to come and ship them to the underground facilities of New Moon Island.”

“Leave it up to me.” Ayesha nodded.

Jiang Chen didn’t want to have enough nuclear fuel in the backyard of his home to flatten the entire island. Although nuclear fuel storage technology in the 22nd century was safe, it would be a mental hurdle for him.

After Ayesha went out, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a wave of hunger. So, he went to a kitchen where he had a box of pasta and a bottle of champagne. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he devoured through his food before he returned to the apocalypse.