Having Just Become the God of Wasteland, the Female God of War Kneels Down and Begs for a Power Bank.

Nuclear war has created a civilization gap in the wasteland, and the technologies of the old era are all regarded as ancient artifacts by the world! After time travel, I inherited an abandoned museum and activated the museum's rules: the use of force is strictly prohibited in the museum. The warlord came with a large group of troops to kill. With only a wolf-proof stun gun, I used the power of the rules to instantly kill the leading gangster and shocked the entire audience on the spot. Coca-Cola is regarded as the holy water that cleanses the soul. The 20,000 mAh power bank is a holy thunder item that major tribes rush to grab. The antique game console can repair bugs in the world and tame violent mutant beasts. I rely on the old world principles of interpreting each "artifact" to install the magic stick in the wasteland. Scavengers and tribal leaders from all walks of life compete to sacrifice treasures and ask for my guidance. Even the female war goddess with top insights came to the door with an encrypted USB disk, asking me to interpret the blueprints of the old era. Until one day, an old scavenger heard Jay Chou's singing coming from the record player. He knelt down and cried bitterly, remembering the peaceful summers hundreds of years ago. I was shocked to realize that the entire truth of this nuclear apocalypse had already been hidden in every dusty exhibit in the museum. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.