Post-apocalyptic world: The crippled boss moves like flying
[I love the apocalypse + I love mild fantasy + a stew of messy thoughts]
Introduction:
Fang Yuhuai leaned on a crutch: Will your melon stay ripe?
Melon farmer: Bao, Bao, if it's not sweet, hit me.
(The head turned into a melon. He took it off and handed it to Fang Yuhuai. The little peanut around his neck made a wrinkled human face. The roots came out of the ground and wrapped around Fang Yu's bad leg. He then opened his mouth and took a bite.)
Fang Yuhuai who was bitten:………………Oh
He got violent and beat someone, and the melon farmer cried: You lied! You are not a cripple!
Fang Yuhuai blinked, looked at the leg he was stepping on, and grinned: I'm a lame, you're a fool
Serious introduction:
A sudden disaster destroyed the world's original survival system. Most of the world's living space was occupied, and the human survival territory shrank sharply.
The remaining humans have created a new survival system and built new homes in the crisis-ridden apocalypse.
But the good times did not last long, the original crisis has not been resolved, the existing system is on the verge of collapse, people are crying everywhere, and the people are miserable...
Let's see how she struggles to survive in a desperate situation, sharpens her will on the edge of life and death, and joins hands with her companions to create a new world.
