I'm a Perpetual Motion Machine, Lying Down I'll Wrap You up to Death

[Easy hegemony + ∞ refresh + calm crazy batch + concept invincibility] Civilization is destroyed and talent is respected. Chen Zhi awakened the "perpetual frequency" and became the only perpetual motion machine in this era of despair. Frequent battles, unlimited refresh. Anti-frequency, unlimited replenishment. But he was too lazy to use it. The light of the frequency measurement stone dimmed, and the prison slave sneered: "The lowest-quality product among the lowest-quality products!" He raised his hand and threw a hundred punches at will. The dynamometer exploded into the most ironic fireworks among the data fragments in the sky. "Clear the battle frequency with one punch?" Chen Zhi stepped over the jeers all over the floor, "That's your upper limit, not mine." Thrown into the Blood Mine for consumables, he happily signed. The iron law of the mine: Private fighters will die. He knocked over the thorn head with a frequency value of 350 with two punches and one kick. Supervisor: "Give me a reason not to kill you." "I can mine." "... How much?" "Double production, monthly subscription, by the way, make up for the gap of the one just now." As a result, the painting style of the most cruel mining farm changed suddenly: Everyone was involved in life and death, he turned over and continued to sleep. When the entire mine collapsed and screamed: "Why are you faster than us even when you are lying down?!" Chen Zhi turned over lazily: "Stop rolling it." "I can't lie flat." … Many years later, the gods resurrected and the stars turned into dust to punish the successors of the sinful gods. Chen Zhi finally opened his eyes, and the birth and death of thousands of rules were reflected in his eyes. He whispered to the creeping apocalypse: "How do you measure your scale..." "God's realm?"