Is the world sick? It's okay, I'll prescribe it.
Use the roar of the boiler to counter the chanting of forbidden curses,
Conquer the dragon's taste buds with the aroma of hot pot,
If science cannot explain it,
Then pile TNT in front of the door of truth.
"Sir, the Holy City has sent ten great magisters!"
"Close the door and put out the piranhas."
"A hundred thousand demons emerged from the cracks in the abyss!"
Lin Xiaohu pressed the red button, and the steel giant behind him sprayed out a mushroom cloud: "Don't panic, this is just a civilized fireworks."
