Who in the family understands? This broken world is full of ruthless people—retired Astra Militarums are showing off in their "Sentinel" mechas, green-skinned orcs are roaring and charging with "Ancient Garbage", and Astartes are dressed like tin cans to show off their equipment.
A group of idiots were still arguing about "Which is more powerful, a bolter or a plasma cannon?" Arthur's head hurt when he heard it, and he pulled out a lively revolver from the back of his neck - "Which is more powerful, the Ten Thousand Devouring Gun"?
With a "bang", [Flesh-eating Beetle] burst out, and two more shots of [Brain-eating Maggot] were fired. Looking at the miserably crying father and mother on the other side, Arthur sneered: Don't talk about those things that are there, this is called "physical transcendence" at the top of the biological chain!
As a result, the game got out of hand. The Inquisition carried a flamethrower and called him a "heretic". The Chaos Demon came close to corner Lai Lai. The whole universe regarded him as an "alien disaster" and wanted to kill him.
Arthur hid in the garbage dump and ate compressed biscuits, his face full of grievance: I am really not a tyrant, I am just picking up garbage in my nest!
