The End of the World: the Pretty Little Cannon Fodder Is a Little Violent

Sitting at home, a pot came from the sky, and Anjing was hit by a pot and died. After waking up, I became a little cannon fodder in the apocalypse, a little cannon fodder that could not live for more than a month, but now that I am here, I have to live a long, long time until I die. One hand is smashing the pot crazily, the other hand is shoveling the brains, and using the shiny ones to upgrade. Jing Jing is quite happy because she is very beautiful! She is fair-skinned and beautiful, although she is a little short, but it doesn't matter~ she will still grow up. But people are jealous, and there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me. Hum, wait, I will return it to you one by one. But... Boss, what did you do yesterday? I have nothing to do with you! Stop following me.