Doomsday: My Shelter Can Load Anime

My name is Lin Mo, a social animal who wakes up on the seventh day of the apocalypse. While others stocked up on cans, I stocked up on paint brushes. Others hugged my thighs, and I closed the door and drew a circle on the wall of my sanctuary. Blood oozes from the circle, muscle texture grows on the walls - Attack on Titan's walls come alive. My golden finger is simple: a shabby studio. What is painted, what grows in the shelter. Draw a knife. The knife is real. Cutting a zombie's head is like cutting tofu. Draw a door, which leads to an island in One Piece. The island is full of treasures and deadly monsters. The price is also very simple - if the drawn things are broken in reality, the corresponding parts of my body will also be broken. The hand draws the sword, the sword is broken and the hand is broken. Draw a heart, and people will die if the heart breaks. The military came to my door and asked me to hand over my capabilities. I led them to the basement of the shelter and pointed to the things that were just painted on the wall: "Do you know this? The prison gate area in Spell Return. Do you want to go in and sit down?" Bigger trouble lies behind. The anime characters I drew began to wake up in reality. And their memories are all engraved with my name. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.