My Seafood Restaurant Specializes in Killing Godzilla

Three years after the nuclear sewage destroyed the world, Lu Jin's surface seafood shop put up a new sign: Today's special Godzilla sashimi comes with a hand-tearing Cthulhu tutorial A slapped radioactive octopus is locked in the freezer, and freshly chopped Godzilla tail spines are skewered on the grill. The dungeon master traded his wife for half a pound of sashimi, and the arms dealer carried a nuclear fuel tank and begged me to get a VIP card. Cthulhu Company's ghost ship threw a golden fishhook: "I want you to be a deep-sea partner!" I chopped the invitation into pieces and stuffed it into the meat grinder: "Let me taste your director's sashimi first." Apocalyptic Survival Guide: Chopped up the Bermuda ghost ship and forced the siren singer to eat the grilled kraken alive Gnawing Godzilla's eyeballs raw awakens the stomach of the abyss, spreading the brand of the old gods with cumin Put the Cyber Dragon King's mechanical claw into a spicy pot, so spicy that it kneels down and offers the throne. Trillions of tons of waves exploded on the horizon, and the one eye of the old god of the deep sea crushed the clouds. Lu Jin's shark bone knife scratched sparks on the chopping board: "Wait until I become the Lord of the Abyss——" "You are not even qualified to lick the plate!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.