At this time, the door was pushed open and the old people who had escaped the disaster rushed to the rooftop.

They looked at everything in front of them in amazement, and their dim eyesight did not prevent them from knowing that the world had changed.

The captain rushed over and explained to them what had happened.

As expected, the old people knelt down collectively and paid homage to Pan Han.

Pan Han nodded slightly and raised one hand. The old people felt an invisible force lifting them up.

"Cheng Xiao, Asiba, take the elderly to eat something." After saying that, Pan Han took out dozens of self-heating meal sets and some drinks.

These old people haven't eaten well in the past six months, and cockroach cakes are considered high-end food.

Pan Han knew that even if they didn't die today, they would definitely not survive for a few days, so he let them replenish their energy first.

Cheng Xiao, Asiba, the captain and others hurried to help, and the old people sat quietly in a circle, waiting for their meal.

Pan Han turned around and snapped his fingers again.

The city suddenly roared, and all basic civilian facilities such as water, electricity, gas, and oil stations were restored.

In an instant, the lights in all the buildings came on and the neon lights on the streets began to flash.

The elderly people chose their favorite flavors under the morning sun and lights and ate with relish.

"Old Wang, look, what is that?" An old man pointed into the distance.

Everyone looked up and saw a huge neon iron tower with three big words on all four sides: Dawn City.

This is the city landmark that Pan Han just built.

This iron tower is 1,500 meters high, and these big words can be seen from hundreds of kilometers away.

Whenever later generations mention this incident, they will affectionately call this place by another name: Lighthouse City!