[Wasteland apocalypse + divine loan + containment + pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger + not feeling aggrieved]
Chen Yan was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer and had only thirty days left to live. He slipped while taking a bath and traveled straight through the Thousand-Year Fault Wasteland.
Human life is as cheap as grass. One oil drilling bit is worth a thousand lives in a small town.
He was stripped of all his belongings and locked in a cage, and was about to be pushed down to death to fish for the drill bit.
At a critical moment, the God Panel comes to mind! You can borrow the power of the gods from yourself who became a god thousands of years ago.
Lin Daqiang treated him as cannon fodder and sent him away with a piece of steamed bun and a dog leg?
Chen Yan sneered: "When I get the drill bit, my watch, my clothes, my position as patrol leader, if anything is missing, your whole town will not be able to survive."
Dive into a high-pressure oil well of more than 200 meters, easily capture rare metal-eating objects, and then go ashore to crush the deputy mayor in public.
Lin Daqiang: What kind of monster are you?
Chen Yan's fingertips were filled with the glimmer of the gods: they were just the gods who brought order to the troubled world thousands of years ago.
