What’s going on with this steel fortress?
Did they arrive at some kind of military base?
No, the steel fortress before their eyes was full of technological flair, definitely not a modern creation.
“Did we come to the wrong place?” Li Chuanqi’s eyes widened.
This was clearly still inside the “Summer Retreat Community”.
They’ve lived here for more than ten years—how could they possibly get lost?
“We came too late.
The villa has already been armed by Chen Han.” Lü Feihang’s face darkened.
The worst still happened.
He knew Chen Han would react after being ambushed.
So he gathered his underlings at the fastest speed and rushed over, but still arrived one step too late.
Chen Han’s actions were too fast.
In just half an hour, the steel fortress had already been built.
“What do we do now?
Can we break in?” He Dongfa asked.
As his words fell, the three tycoons looked toward Lü Feihang.
And Lü Feihang looked toward the underlings behind him.
Though the four of them were old players of [Doomsday Dawn], their understanding of the game wasn’t deep.
But these underlings were different—they were all professional esports players of [Doomsday Dawn].
Their understanding of the game was far beyond that of ordinary people.
Immediately, among the group of youths, a captain stepped forward.
Zhang Yanghui’s expression was dark, full of rage.
As the captain of the esports squad, he had deep feelings for his teammates.
But he never expected that on the very first day of the apocalypse, seven of his brothers would die!
This filled him with endless hatred toward Chen Han.
He was determined to kill Chen Han and avenge his brothers.
Next, he slowly spoke.
“Boss, in [Doomsday Dawn], there are many types of steel for building safehouses, divided into five tiers just like equipment.”
“White steel has 100 defense, blue has 1000, pink 10000, purple 100000, and orange has 1000000.”
“And based on damage…”
Zhang Yanghui explained a long list of game settings and related data, leaving Lü Bufan and the other tycoons completely lost.
Though they didn’t understand a word, it didn’t hinder their excitement at all.
In a game-based apocalypse, having a professional team like this was even better than having a squad of special forces!
Lü Bufan was especially thrilled.
He had scolded Lü Feihang countless times for wanting to invest in an esports team.
Always scolding his son for being unserious and wasting his life on games.
But now—he never expected his son would become so useful!
This team of professional players would be his main force in becoming king of the apocalypse!
“You’ve said so much, just tell me whether you can break it or not.” Lü Bufan urged.
Captain Zhang Yanghui took out the purple crossbow.
“We’ll know once we try.
As long as it’s not purple or orange alloy, I have a way to break through it.”
“Hold on.” Just as Zhang Yanghui was about to act, Lü Bufan stopped him. Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
“We three should hide first.
It’s not time to fall out with Chen Han yet.”
Once the attack started, Chen Han would definitely notice them.
If they succeeded—great, all the resources would be theirs.
But if they failed, there was another way.
If force didn’t work, then they’d use their brains.
Lü Bufan had roamed the business world for years—he had plenty of ways to swindle Chen Han’s resources!
The three hid in the shadows, watching Zhang Yanghui nervously.
But what they didn’t know was that their movements outside the fortress had long been noticed by Chen Han.
In the basement, Chen Han and Ling Xue looked at the surveillance on the screen, smiles rising on their lips.
“I didn’t expect these thugs to be Lü Bufan’s people.”
“Who are these guys?
They seem very familiar with the rules of [Doomsday Dawn].”
Chen Han stared at Lü Feihang and the others, a hint of confusion rising within his heart.
In his previous life, these people had never appeared in Jianghai City.
At that moment, Ling Xue pointed at Lü Feihang on the screen.
“I know him—Lü Bufan’s son, the owner of a certain esports company in Mingzhu City.”
“The people behind him are probably all professional esports players.”
“It’s likely Lü Bufan was inspired by your actions and had his son bring people back early.”
Hearing this, Chen Han was surprised.
He didn’t expect to run into professional players so soon.
These people were top-tier talents in the apocalypse because their understanding of the game was too deep.
Later on, the game system would introduce PVP and PVE events.
Players who understood the game data well would have a huge advantage.
“No wonder they’re all so well-equipped—they’re professional players!”
“Their backpacks must be filled with money!” Chen Han’s eyes lit up with sudden interest.
Ling Xue, beside him, was puzzled.
“Why do you want so many gold coins?
You should still have tens of billions left in your backpack—we can’t possibly spend it all.”
Chen Han shook his head.
In truth, he had almost used up his gold.
After the final bulk purchase of newbie equipment, only five billion remained.
For ordinary people, that might be an astronomical number—seemingly endless.
But as a reborn person, Chen Han knew very well the use of gold coins in the apocalypse.
Without gold coins, upgrading in the later stages was impossible.
All combat power had to be built using gold resources.
Ordinary players could slowly accumulate wealth and improve their strength.
But late-stage bosses wouldn’t wait for you.
If you’re unlucky and run into a terrifying boss, all you can do is wait for death.
Killing them outright would be simple and clean.
But Chen Han didn’t want Lü Bufan and the other two old men to die so easily—that would be too cheap for them.
Chen Han wanted to crush them in business, beating them in the way they prided themselves on the most!
Mental victory—that was the greatest success!
Soon, Chen Han had a plan.
…
“Beng!”
Under everyone’s expectant gazes, Zhang Yanghui pulled the trigger, and the arrow shot out fiercely.
Then, the alloy wall hit by the arrow immediately displayed a damage value.
[Damage -50]
[Total Defense (950/1000)]
Seeing this number, everyone was overjoyed.
“Hahaha!
That brat actually used blue alloy to build his Doomsday Fortress—who does he think he’s looking down on?”
“What kind of doomsday fortress is this garbage?”
“With a thousand defense points, we can break it at will!”
Zhang Yanghui shouted excitedly.
“Keep going!” Lü Feihang’s face also showed excitement.
As if Chen Han’s hoarded resources were right at their fingertips, effortless to obtain.
Zhang Yanghui continued firing the crossbow, arrow after arrow.
Seeing the alloy wall about to break, everyone rushed forward, pulling out their weapons and hacking away.
But the high-level gear they had wasn’t much—mostly white and blue gear, dealing very little damage.
[Damage -5]
[Damage -8]
“Put your backs into it!”
“Harder—did you skip lunch?!”
Seeing the defense slowly being worn down, Li Chuanqi and He Dongfa shouted in low voices from the shadows, itching to jump in themselves.
Everyone was excited—except Lü Bufan, whose brows furrowed.
“Something’s off…
something’s off!”
Things were going too smoothly!
And they’d been hacking away for a while, yet Chen Han hadn’t come out to stop them.
“Could it be that brat’s trap?”
The more Lü Bufan thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
“Something’s definitely wrong—stop!”
Just as Lü Bufan shouted, the alloy wall’s defense reached zero.
Everyone gripped their weapons, thrilled and ready to charge in.
But the next moment, a deafening explosion erupted among the crowd.
“Boom!”
Flames shot into the sky as several people were blown away.