
Don't Touch My Balls
by Thousands Of Pens Hurt My Heart
About This Novel
I forgot what day it was, but the icy fog suddenly rose and flooded the whole world. I don't know since when, a group of guys called reincarnations have become the hope of this world. Some people have seen the hundred-meter giant walking in the gray fog, and some are afraid of the strange figures in the black fog. Everything in the white fog is ordinary but interrupted by the meal in the gray fog. What's wrong with this world? Human beings can only huddle in the shelter and hold up the last torch. When the shelter gradually collapses, who will be the hero to stand up and declare war on the unknown! The bowed heads have been raised, and the depressed people are holding their torches high. "We fight for survival! We declare war on death!!!"
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