The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

No one knows what that weirdo was thinking.

In the end, all the chores fell to Li Can.

Before the crowd completely spiraled out of control, he quickly found a good place to settle himself.

He was seen using both his hands and feet to climb up the platform around the tightly closed city gate.

He tied the blueprint paper tightly to his back with hemp rope, making it look like a simple little schoolbag.

Although the leader, Weird, had simply handed over the task of rebuilding the lower city to Li Can, he had also disappeared in a hurry.

Fortunately, it wasn't too bad. At least after that, he immediately arranged for a group of monsters to be transported out of the monsters' lair with tools.

They were all neatly piled up at the city gate.

Li Can squatted on the city gate platform, looking down at the continuous stream of construction materials, such as cement, sand, steel bars, large cranes, forklifts, and so on, being delivered.

It is said that the indigenous people are being forcibly conscripted to do hard labor. Now, even if people at the four city gates wanted to sneak away, they could not cross this boundary.

They were firmly pinned down at the city gate. It wouldn't be over until Li Can had arranged everyone's destinations and work, and things were officially on track.

"How long are you going to keep us locked up here? Leader, are you even capable? Can't you hurry up?"

"Yeah, my legs are numb from standing."

The crowd around Li Can was restless and uneasy.

The other three city gates, where he wasn't even present, were in complete chaos.

Now he feels that the strange creature is deliberately taking revenge on him, making a scene involving the entire clan to disgust him.

Now it's his turn to disgust himself.

However, from another perspective, although the matter is a bit tricky, it is not that difficult to handle. Moreover, having gained control, I am relatively free.

However, when it comes to reality, Li Can is also quite overwhelmed by the topic of civil engineering. He doesn't understand it either; the blueprints, plans, project documents, and so on are all very detailed.

But what can I do if I don't understand it?

Not to mention the other indigenous people, who have been trapped in the lower town for so long, who still has this kind of knowledge and ability?

They've all been assimilated, their minds now only focused on the tiny amount of money on their exit permits.

It seems the only hope lies with the players on our side of the dungeon.

Seeing Li Can squatting on the platform above a sea of ​​heads, deep in thought as he looked at the blueprints spread out on the ground.

Xing Dong and his two brothers silently waved to each other from the crowd.

"Uncle, we're here to help you. We know a little about this stuff."

"How much do you know?" Li Can asked, somewhat wistfully.

"Uh, like trying anything as a last resort, half a bucket of water sloshing around, and there might even be a hole at the bottom?" Xing Dong hesitated before speaking, which was a very accurate description.

"..." Li Can didn't care about anything else, as long as the project could be outsourced.

"Alright, then it's you guys."

So the scene turned into Li Can, the eldest uncle, squatting together with his three nephews, whispering and discussing for a long time.

Many hands make light work. Although it took a little time to work out, we still managed to get a result based on the blueprint.

Finally, the crowd was calmed down, and everyone received their assigned tasks. This chaotic and unorthodox downtown reconstruction plan was officially announced to have begun.

……

"Brother, is it really okay for us to do this?" Li Lan, the younger sister, asked softly from behind the tractor that Li Can was driving.

Tractors roared through the streets, and the surroundings were far from peaceful, filled with smoke and fumes.

He drove a truckload of cement and building materials toward the nearest destination.

In the past, the lower city was forced to be invaded, but now the whole city is voluntarily demolishing old buildings.

Various explosions could be heard incessantly.

At locations where the outbreak has subsided, personnel have begun to clean up the construction debris.

Those that are progressing slightly faster have already begun the first step of rebuilding the foundation.

Regardless of whether everyone is a professional or not, they've already gritted their teeth and gone for it.

"You've heard the saying, 'This world is just a giant makeshift operation.'"

"That's... way too amateurish..."

Two residents on the roadside are fighting fiercely over ownership of a bulldozer and who should drive it.

And now that everyone is on the same starting line, the last bit of hope on the city exit certificate has been cleared away, and everyone is now more relaxed and carefree.

Even when conscripted to build new cities, they still received no compensation whatsoever.

To earn money again, they need to finish the infrastructure work they have on hand, but it seems like that will never come, like a death sentence.

Anyone who is mentally sound and not insane.

"Brother Xing, hurry up! Everyone's waiting for you to help deal with that old rascal." Shen Yuan drove his small dump truck alone, swaying and overtaking Li Can's tractor.

The "old rascal" she was referring to was actually a very old man who would rather die than let the indigenous people demolish his house. No matter how much they pleaded, they were told that they could rebuild a new one for him later, but he still refused.

He's definitely a holdout.

Logically speaking, someone who doesn't cooperate and disrupts construction should be killed without hesitation in the lower city, but this old man is untouchable right now.

According to Qian Shi's description, he is the owner of the mysterious underground casino mentioned earlier, and he has a strange customer backing him up.

They are all incredibly powerful; if things go wrong, these native inhabitants might not be able to survive in the lower city anymore.

One can declare someone dead on the spot.

What does it matter if they hinder the construction of a new home? Their own lives are more important.

If you accidentally offend the strange boss behind the old man, things could get really bad.

Therefore, the final problem was handed over to Li Can, who was ostensibly in charge of everything.

He's so busy he wishes he could be in two places at once, with a hundred Li Cans supervising the construction in the lower city.

There was a fat man squatting in Shen Yuan's truck bed. If you turned your head to take a closer look, you would know that it was Qian Shi.

He waved enthusiastically to Li Can as the truck drove away from him in the back of the truck, which was gradually moving away from him as it overtook him.

Li Can watched their departing figures with a smile, but in reality, amidst the rumbling of the tractor, her attention was entirely on her younger sister.

After a few seconds of contemplation, he asked:

"Did everyone successfully get started?"

"Yes, as you said, we've successfully hunted down fifteen of the strange entities controlled by the Upper City residents." Li Lan frowned. "Brother, can we really believe what Shen Yuan said?"

"You mean, she said that if the Upper City dwellers, while controlling the supernatural entities, fail to disconnect the connection in time, their physical bodies will die in the Upper City due to the supernatural entity's death?"

"Yes, I always felt uneasy, even though we were very quick to kill them before they could react."

Li Can faced the gentle breeze of the night on both sides of the road, her gradually thickening bangs were blown into a messy, scattered mess.

He was smiling, and somehow a blade of grass from the roadside was dangling from his mouth.

"Look at the results first, then discuss the process. You see, after those strange deaths, no one came back to cause trouble. Doesn't that prove that the step we took was the right one?"