Global Cataclysm Game: My Shelter Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

First, put the author in a sack into a small dark room, and then put a toilet, a bed, a table, a desk lamp, and a laptop without Internet access. From then on, he becomes an emotionless coding machine and eats once every 100,000 words (the quality must be guaranteed, and he will be hungry for a day)

There was a butcher who met Loli on the road. Loli teased the butcher. The butcher was furious and pulled him into a deserted place. He unbuttoned his clothes and took off his trousers. He took out an unknown object that looked like a pillar of strength and inserted it into the depths of the forest. Loli shouted: "Comfortable, comfortable." Loli asked: "What is this?" The butcher said: "This is the butcher's thing!

I am here to cast a magic. Any penis that returns 1 in this building will grow by 8 centimeters, with no limit on length!!! Reply to others minus 18cm

[Protagonist label: Late stage of persecution paranoia] And then actually go to other people's shelters to negotiate? This is not reasonable at all.

The author can open a harem as long as he wants, and I have no objection. The question is whether you can control the number of women. Don't accept all the good-looking women you encounter. The rest of the plot is basically about enjoying the shelter with the woman.

I kept a beautiful girl outside my harem to fuck Lily, and she fucked me up quite a lot.

Who can write a book about the world? If you do, you must read it.

The point is much higher than that of the protagonist. The strange thing is that the author can buy things, and robots, mechas, etc. Are not expensive, but I have never seen anyone else buy them! Bring wisdom

If you go to someone else's base without wearing safety clothing and keep your powered mecha in the car, you can go into someone else's base alone without fear of others turning against you. What kind of persecution delusion is this? Seriously, shouldn't the power armor upgrade be discussed outside the base? Or even go a step further and ask the other party to send a few people to a place, and then blindfold them and bring them to their base for talks.

The first time I looked at my female classmate's private parts, I was very surprised. It was so dark and dirty. I even felt very sexy, especially because there were two pieces of wrinkled flesh, which were a little dark and greasy. When she saw my surprised and frightened expression, she was very shy and embarrassed, and said to me: Don't mind, this is the first time I let a male classmate look at my private parts. I was nervous because I put too much soy sauce. Beef noodles are not like this.