I transmigrated and got the worst S-rank talent? An arsenal?
Kid! Explain to me how that thing of yours is a riot shield!
And what's with that golden pistol? Who has a golden pistol in their arsenal?
Ning Wu can only shake his head helplessly. "Sorry, my talent is just a tiny bit too powerful."
When billions of mutated beasts besiege the city and despair fills the streets,
a roar rings out! Where did this bunch of worthless beasts come from?
Behold, my Iron Giant, making its grand entrance!
Hey, you! Light me a cigarette. I want to watch the fireworks!
Bring up the Italian cannon! Give them everything we've got!
