On my way home, I was chased and bitten by zombies, bombed by tanks, and hit on the head by an airplane.
The end of the world is coming, fungi have taken over the human brain, and Blue Star has officially entered the zombie age.
During the crisis, I awakened the Five Seconds Real Man System.
Invincible for five seconds, even if it is broken into pieces, it will recover as before.
In addition, the system also has various commodities to cope with apocalyptic crises.
While others are running around to avoid zombies, I have a zombie radar that can detect all traces of zombies within the target range, and I can navigate among the zombies with ease. . .
While others tremble in front of zombie viruses, I have mastered the black technology of quickly cleaning up zombie viruses. . .
While others were suffering from their thin bodies, I had already learned combat proficiency. Killing zombies was like chopping melons and vegetables.
Real men are so strong!
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Corpses are pouring in like a tide, and the days are numbered.
Running wildly at the end of the world, with unforgettable worries.
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I have a system to be king in five seconds.
It's been a long journey, when will we return?
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Drink and talk happily, get drunk in the moment. Corpses are pouring in like a tide, and the days are numbered. Running wildly at the end of the world, with unforgettable worries. The elegant and colorful clothes disturb my heart. How to relieve worries? Only wolf hair. I have a system to be king in five seconds. It's been a long journey, when will we return? Worry comes from the heart and is endless. There are not too many words, but the writing is never too deep. Raise your arms and shout, sweeping around the universe.