I am just an ordinary businessman. My job is to facilitate the buying and selling of goods between two different time periods.

In the apocalypse, food is as precious as gold; we can't let that slip by. Metals scarce in the modern world? In the apocalypse, you can scavenge and loot them until you cramp up. What? A passenger plane for a ton of food? Get a fighter jet, a bomber, or something. An aircraft carrier? Oh… where am I supposed to find people to operate one? No way!

Are you a fighter jet designer? Of course! Would you take it? Three meals a day and six loaves of bread?

I'm running a post-apocalyptic talent factory here. All skilled professionals from various industries are welcome to join us. Room and board are provided, but there's no salary…

Using the ability to travel between two time periods, he captured all the talents in the post-apocalyptic world, creating a massive behind-the-scenes talent factory and becoming a legendary businessman standing at the pinnacle of power and wealth.

I am the owner of a zombie factory, and the products are a bit shocking:

Zombies, zombie dogs, lickers, hellhounds, tyrants, chasers…

In the last days, they are the most terrifying biochemical weapons.

In modern times, he is the best bodyguard.

What I want to do is to collect their fragments, unlock them and manufacture them.

Have you seen a zombie wearing a body armor, a helmet, and holding an AK?

The tyrant of nearly three meters, its weapon is a tank turret.

This is just the tip of the iceberg armed with biochemical factories.

Tyrant T002, meat shield, judge, maternal body… these zombies you have never seen before will be the flagship products of the factory.

My slogan: Be a rich man in modern times, and be a hero in the last days.

This is the story of a boss.