Others pretended to be crazy about reading books, but I pretended to be a cute new writer - my writing was not popular, and people first entered the radioactive wasteland.
A sniper with "alive" engraved on it at the beginning? Thank you for the invitation. I don't dare to throw away my deceased wife's belongings.
Until I met Qiong Xin: This woman was stuck in the frame while walking, and her shadow had RGB lighting effects. She claimed to be "passing by" but went straight to the broken bridge with a mortality rate of 67%.
I put the butt of my gun on my shoulder and sneered: "Miss AI, you didn't write the wasteland survival rules in your code, did you?"
Her pupils flashed through the data stream: "The keyword 'alive' was detected... Recalculating: Success rate of taking a sniper to see the stars → 100%"
