This is a world where weirdness has come. Everyone has a ghost accompanying them, but my ghost is a talking gun. How can I survive in this panic-stricken world?
"The ghost tide is chasing us, Angkor, run quickly!"
"Don't worry, I will take action."
Wu Ming summoned thirteen weapons in an instant, his eyes cold.
Those who offend China should be punished for their crimes!
[I use all my weapons to kill the tide of ghosts]
[This is a beautiful sunset, but it is not a human sunset]
[What will happen to us then...]
