After surviving for a month in the apocalypse, I was still bitten.
Before I died, I chose to go crazy and kill the zombies together - but instead of dying, I crashed into the world of immortality.
Looking at the immortal disciples flying in the sky with swords and fighting over the spirit stones, I fell into deep thought.
That's it? They are not as smart as our mutant rats!
Since I died once, no one wants me to be wronged this time.
During the Immortal Competition, I took out the loudspeaker and said: "Recycle old magic weapons and old fairy swords, and exchange scrap metal for elixirs!"
The elders said that I was vulgar, but I made a performance appraisal test that killed everyone in the class.
They all called me crazy, and I laughed.
Please, when I lived in the Doomsday Scroll, your ancestor was not born yet!
It's an interesting and novel subject, hahaha.