I live in the wasteland, and the system forces me to start a family and start a business.

Wasteland Calendar Year 224, Eastern Continent.

Outskirts of Malar Town, Shantytown No. 13.

"Boom!!!"

White light flashed, and under the black clouds in the distance, a thunder snake swam away.

Strong winds and acid rain whipped this shantytown.

In the dark and damp hut, the roof was cracked, raindrops dripped down the moldy wooden boards, and the broken iron bucket that collected the water made a "tick, tick, tick" sound.

Cao Dan sat beside the bed, feeling numb.

He looked at his rough hands blankly, his nails were black and there was black mud in the seams, and his head was buzzing.

As a modern social creature who is obsessed with novels, he has always fantasized about time travel.

But he really didn’t expect that he would be reborn in such a fucking apocalyptic wasteland, and the start was simply earth-shattering.

The scene in my memory is still half an hour ago.

At that time, there was a lot of feasting and drinking, and the glasses were changed.

He has just turned 30 and has finally reached the position of middle management in the company. Although his hairline has moved up slightly, he is still a "Mr. Cao" after all.

At the promotion appreciation reception, he wrote a toast with great enthusiasm. When he was slightly drunk, he hid in the bathroom and wanted to breathe.

At this moment, my mother chased me with an unstoppable phone call urging her to get married.

"Son, Auntie Wang next door will introduce you to a girl in your advanced manufacturing development zone. She is a civil servant, a graduate student, a fourth-level chief clerk..."

"There is a high probability that I will not be able to look down on him for this condition!"

Cao Danggang hung up the phone helplessly. The sole of his foot was slipped by the hand sanitizer spilled by some unscrupulous person, and the back of his head hit the sink heavily.

When I regained consciousness again, I was already here.

"Unfortunately, we have really arrived in the apocalyptic wasteland."

Cao Dan took a deep breath, rubbed his temples, and digested the unfamiliar memories in his mind.

This body is also called Cao Dan, but he is 42 years old.

42 years old was the prime of life in his previous life, but in the wasteland frontier where the average life expectancy is only 30 years old, this is already considered a long life.

The condition of this body can be described as terrible. It is emaciated and rickety caused by long-term malnutrition, kidney deficiency and frailty caused by living in fireworks and willow alleys for many years, plus the impact of radiation when young, making even the slightest strenuous exercise out of breath.

The most terrible thing is that in this world where monsters are rampant and the strong are respected, he is not a noble awakened person, nor is he a genetically modified enhanced person.

According to memory comparison, his current force value is probably only slightly better than the most common desert giant ant in the wilderness.

You must know that the giant desert ants are at the bottom of the biological chain in the wasteland, and their status is equivalent to that of the wild rabbits in the previous life.

"In my previous life, I had just paid off my mortgage and was ready to enjoy life. Now I have to live a new life and become a wretched old bachelor living in the slums?"

Cao Dan glanced down at the work vest he was wearing and sighed in despair. He hadn't washed it for an unknown amount of time and it exuded a strange smell.

At this moment, the iron door was smashed with a clang.

"Cao Dan, open the door for me, don't pretend to be dead inside!"

A rude roar came in mixed with the sound of rain.

Cao Dan was trembling, and the conditioned reflex belonging to the original owner made him shrink his neck subconsciously.

Memories came to his mind, and he recognized it. The voice was that of the rent collector in charge of this shanty town. Everyone called him "Director Jin" and his nickname was "Jin Daya".

In this shanty town, Jin Daya is the local emperor.

Cao Dan did not dare to neglect, so he walked over quickly and opened the rusty iron door.

As soon as the door opened, a wind mixed with the smell of urine blew into my face.

The rain outside is slightly lighter, but it is still pouring.

Standing at the door was a plump middle-aged man with a standard Mediterranean hairstyle and a few strands of wet hair sticking to his scalp, which looked particularly funny.

He held a low-quality cigarette that was half wet from the rain in his mouth, and his large yellow teeth were looming in the dim light.

Behind him, four or five young men with colorfully dyed hair and tattoos stood, holding steel pipes and chains in their hands, staring at Cao Dan with unkind eyes.

Jin Daya frowned, looked Cao Dan up and down, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at Cao Dan's feet, and cursed extremely impatiently:

"You've been dragging it out for half a month, old dog Cao. , I tell you, my patience has its limit, give me the money quickly. Add last month’s interest, the total is 11G, one penny less, you can go to the wilderness to feed the radiation wolves tonight.”

11G (Dongsheng Coin).

This number weighed on Cao Dan like a mountain.

In the wasteland, safety is the most expensive luxury.

The reason why Cao Dan is able to survive in the shanty town of Maral Town is because of the order that barely exists here.

The cost of living here is the high monthly rent and protection fees.

Although the original owner claimed to be a mechanic, his skills were mediocre and he only repaired some rags, earning a meager income.

"When people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads."

Cao Dan cursed in his heart, but had to put on a humble and flattering smile on his face.

He fumbled in the pocket of his greasy coat for a long time, tremblingly took out the handful of change, counted it again and again, and finally handed it over with great pain:

"Director Jin, You click, it’s exactly 11G, one point is a lot.”

Jin Daya grabbed the money, a few crumpled banknotes with the Dongshengshan Heavy Equipment Base emblem printed on them, and a few badly worn alloy coins.

He weighed it in his hands, then snorted and put the money in his pocket.

"You know the truth." Jin Daya glanced sideways at him, spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, and crushed it out with the sole of his shoe.

"Be smart next month and don't let me make another trip. Let's go!"

After saying that, he led the group of boys and walked toward the next unlucky house, cursing.

After sending away these plague gods, Cao Dan closed the door with relief, leaned his back against the cold door panel, and let out a long breath.

He looked around.

This small house of less than 20 square meters has only four walls except for a hard bed, a workbench with a broken leg and a cabinet full of dirt.

The urine bucket in the corner was sloshing due to the vibration just now, emitting a disgusting smell.

"What a sin."

Cao Dan couldn't bear the smoke, so he could only hold his nose and pick up the urine bucket to go out and empty it.

Pushing the door open again, the rain has basically stopped, only the eaves are still dripping.

Just in time, the neighbor across the door also came back.

It was a young woman about thirty years old. She was holding a piece of meat of an unknown animal wrapped in lotus leaves and was taking out the key to open the door.

The young woman was wearing a slightly tight old dark red sweater and a pair of jeans that had been washed white.

Although it is just a back view, her figure is really impressive.

She has long, wavy red hair draped over her shoulders, a slender waist, and plump hips, showing an astonishing waist-to-hip ratio.

In this wasteland, which is generally lacking in nutrients, it appears to be particularly charming.

Cao Dan remembered that this beautiful woman was named Zhu Hanhong.