Heroes Assembly-Heroes Were Made by the Times!

Doomsday Calendar Year 8, June 21. The weather was clear, and the temperature was 37 degrees Celsius.

After the three-day hail disaster ended, the Wasteland weather quickly returned to its usual heat early in the morning.

It was only a little past seven, yet the blazing red sun had already climbed above the horizon and begun steaming the hail that had not yet melted across the New Continent.

Struck by the sudden dry heat, Ge Jian'an had no choice but to crawl out of his cramped single room.

Beneath him, the plain bedsheet he had brought from home was already soaked with a night's worth of sweat.

Looking closely, one could even see several insects wriggling about, struggling to move through the sheet in search of a clean, tidy patch of space.

Such a scene would have been hard to see in the civilized era.

However, as the person involved,

although the environment was poor, considering that renting such a single room cost only ten Trading Points a month,

Ge Jian'an was still quite satisfied. He lifted the sheet, shook it out, folded it neatly, and put it into the wooden suitcase he had made himself.

On Earth, he had been an architectural designer, and his usual clients had been upscale commercial residential complexes.

Unfortunately, after arriving in the Wasteland, ordinary humans had almost no demand for high-rise buildings.

Moreover, houses with flashy, distinctive designs were nowhere near as sturdy as those hideously ugly, solid houses. Even when Ge Jian'an claimed that his designs could improve safety and functionality, no one was willing to pay for them.

Combined with the frequent natural disasters, houses had become consumables. As a result, this architectural designer had not received a decent order in roughly two years and had been forced to join the