Traveling across the interstellar space, I became a piece of trash that could be knocked down by the wind.
His fiancée came to break off the engagement, and he was bullied by his tribe. He even found it difficult to walk.
In a desperate situation, the omniscient data system is bound!
You can see through other people's five dimensions, health, and weaknesses at a glance, and you can accurately predict all fights!
All things can be analyzed, and the raw stone is as transparent as before me, and a knife will produce high energy!
Others rely on martial arts, krypton gold, and blood.
I rely on Newton's laws, lever center of gravity, and physical combos to defeat everything with knowledge!
Break off an engagement? Pay compensation first and then leave!
Provocative? Physics combo teaches you how to be a human being!
Gambling on stones? Make every hit and get rich overnight!
From loser and loser to intergalactic god of war.
I only believe in one sentence:
In the face of absolute science, all talents and bloodlines are scum!
