I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

AS Order had taken off. The destroyers wandering near the coast of Wanghai had already returned. Before returning to the modern world, Jiang Chen and Sun Jiao visited Sixth Street. After being warmly received by officials, they visited the industrial development area.

Rows of tank shells were located outside the military factory. Jiang Chen and Sun Jiao walked alongside the industrial park. Jiang Chen looked at the workers who were working on the assembly line. Compared to the modern world New Malaysia Special District, the industrial park in the apocalypse could only be described as “miniature.”

Due to population constraints, industrial development on the wasteland was a hundred times more difficult compared to the present day. Even if the equipment technology far surpassed the modern world, the production capacity of the modern world couldn’t be matched.

The production output of Future Heavy Industries was ten times the total number of workers in the NAC. Sometimes, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but wonder how great it would be to move some workers to the wasteland. Of course, that was just wishful thinking. Lin Lin’s research on transporting people had stalled; Sun Xiaorou jokingly dubbed him the name “Hamster Killer.”

Each experimenter was a hamster.

And those poor hamsters died without exception…

As he watched power armor being moved out of the factory by a construction vehicle, Jiang Chen asked Sun Jiao, who was standing next to him:

“How many power armors do we have?”

“A total of 325 sets, my general.” Sun Jiao grinned as she playfully spoke.

Judging by the curvature of her mouth, Miss General was apparently also very pleased with the production quota of NAC.

“That much?” Jiang Chen was surprised.

According to Han Junhua’s teaching of military knowledge from before the war, 300 power armors were sufficient to arm three mechanized infantry battalions.

He still remembered Zhao Chenwu told him a year ago that the monthly output of power armor was as high as ten units, which was the case when the capacity of the military factory was operating at its maximum. What exactly happened to make the output of power armor increase by so much?

Sun Jiao read the confusion in his eyes and answered his question.

“It seems that your memory isn’t very good. Did you forget that during the last expedition, we brought Hongcheng area under our sphere of influence? With the opening of the airship shipping route, many downstream processes have been outsourced. Many survivors from Hongcheng migrated to Wanghai. The production capacity of Sixth Street long surpassed that a few months ago.”

“I see.” Jiang Chen grinned joyfully and nodded.

The two continued to walk along the street filled with factories and workshops.

“Speaking of which, it’ll be New Year’s soon.”

“Yes, the 2018 New Year. The days have gone by quickly,” Jiang Chen said emotionally.

“…then, will you spend New Year’s here?”

Looking at Sun Jiao’s hopeful eyes, Jiang Chen couldn’t refuse. Last year, he spent New Year’s in the modern world. It looked like this year, he would spend it here.

“Mhmm.” Jiang Chen nodded.

“Great, Yao Yao will definitely look forward to it.”

“Aren’t you the one who’s looking forward to it most?” Jiang Chen teased.

“Hmm… I’m also very much looking forward to it.”

Her crescent-like eyebrows and the curvature of her lips revealed Sun Jiao’s mood. Looking at her joyous face, Jiang Chen also smiled and caught up with her quick steps.

The inspections ended before dark and the two returned to the mansion via helicopter.

On the helicopter, Jiang Chen suddenly sighed and said:

“I feel regretful today.”

“Regretful? I feel happy.” Sun Jiao moaned with dissatisfaction and couldn’t understand why Jiang Chen suddenly said that.

“We spent all day at the factory and I didn’t take you to the shopping street.”

Sun Jiao’s cheeks blushed and she rolled her eyes.

“Can you finish your sentence next time?”

Back at Fishbone base, Jiang Chen went to the General’s office in the community center. When he arrived at the office, Han Junhua was standing next to the holographic map. The map was locked onto Yizhou Island, and there was a small green area marked in the northern part of the island.

“Is the expeditionary army there?”

Han Junhua nodded.

“The Order is anchored in the northern part of the island and 200 expeditionary forces have landed in Taipei. According to feedback from Li Wang, the supply station is under construction. He’s currently leading 200 expeditionary forces to search nearby areas.”

Jiang Chen nodded and asked, “What’s the attitude of the local survivors?”

“They’re very vigilant against outsiders, but they haven’t made any hostile moves for the time being.”

“Very good. It looks like Li Wang is doing well.” Jiang Chen’s lips revealed a smile.

After the supply station was established, the second supply boat could deliver supplies and reinforcements to this group of pioneer troops. By taking Yizhou Island under their control, it could be used as a springboard to spread NAC’s influence to southern and southeastern Asia, extending the trade route to more distant areas.

After all, it wasn’t as convenient to get to Yoto as Xin. Jiang Cheng didn’t want to disappear long-term, so this time, he didn’t stay in the apocalypse for long. After he dealt with trivial affairs, he returned to the modern world.

With the virus crisis coming to an end, Yoto’s colleges and universities had also resumed classes. Qian Xia, who was still studying at Waseda University, naturally received an email from the school about the resumption of classes.

When the mansion was empty, she just went there regularly to clean the rooms. But now that the master was living at the mansion, she naturally couldn’t run between both places like before.

After some consideration, she spoke with Jiang Chen and asked for his advice. If Jiang Chen needed her to stay at the mansion to take care of his daily life, she could drop out of school and be his full-time maid.

However, Jiang Chen rejected her proposal and asked her to study hard. Her full-time maid position could wait until she completed her education. He would have to return to Xin soon afterward. If there weren’t any special requirements to do so, he wouldn’t return to Yoto often.

In order to make it easier for her to travel, Jiang Chen gave her a car. The happy maid kissed his face. Jiang Chen didn’t have any particular reaction, but because of her own “out of line” behavior, the maid, holding her skirt, felt her heart pounding hard.

Unlike most businessmen who had potbellies and bald heads, Jiang Chen’s body, although it wasn’t completely muscular, was definitely symmetrical. He was strong and was a little handsome. Qian Xia enjoyed his presence.

Looking at Qian Xia’s blushing face, Jiang Chen’s thoughts turned to when he would eat this rabbit. Her shyness mixed with curiosity and passion always tested his limits.

However, as he was planning to “slowly savor” her, news came from Future Technology. The development of the virtual reality shopping mall finally ended.

It seemed that there was no opportunity to slowly savor her.

He could only devour…