Zheng Tianhao lived quite leisurely in the apocalypse.
Everything began when he became a Mutant.
Wealth was useless in the apocalypse; strength represented everything. As long as you had strength, then everything would be within reach.
The woman with a dog leash around her neck looked numb, her eyes filled with despair. Although she had been captured and humiliated here, she was at least fortunate that she had not suffered physical harm. However, the mental torment was even more terrifying than physical destruction.
He walked onto the balcony.
"It's truly a beautiful view."
Gazing into the distance, Zheng Tianhao marveled from the bottom of his heart. Except for the hardships he faced at the beginning of the apocalypse, the subsequent state of affairs made him quite ecstatic, allowing him to act recklessly and unrestrainedly.
As he appeared on the balcony, the bodyguards in the courtyard below stood straight, looking up to Zheng Tianhao.
"Hello, Brother Hao."
