No matter how many days and moons passed here, the sky always remained the same.
The dim sunlight passed through the gray-yellow radioactive dust and shed unhealthy rays down from above. The only difference was that there was now a dome that isolated Wanghai from the outside world. As long as the nuclear fusion battery exported from the modern world to the apocalypse was not interrupted, then the continuously operating Holy Shield system would continue to shield the city from zombies, mutants, X2 bacteria, and radiation dust.
As he lied on the bed, Jiang Chen took half a minute to adapt to the difference in time and space. He slowly sat up and looked out the window with a slightly complicated expression.
