The apocalypse is coming, and others are fighting for life and death over half a piece of moldy bread, but Su Ze is furious for downloading a 10-gigabyte MOD.
Bringing the [Sandbox Console] to the wasteland, as long as the Internet speed is fast enough, what is the end of the world?
"Modify attributes, delete with one click, save with F5... I've almost completed the end of the world, why are you still eating dirt in Novice Village?"
Under the blood moon, Jiangcheng became a monster paradise. High-level superpowers were chased by a tide of corpses, and heroes from all walks of life were struggling in despair.
But from Su Ze's perspective, this is just a sandbox game with broken graphics.
Encountered a speedy assassin to steal your home? Directly pull the wall's [elasticity coefficient] to 5000%, and let him turn into a human marble and bounce wildly in the corridor!
The full-level Cerberus BOSS's face-to-face output? Right-click [Model Replacement] and come out, the silly Chihuahua with clear eyes!
An army of tens of thousands of corpses pressing down on the border? Don't panic, wait until I finish unzipping this "Plants vs. Zombies Modified Edition" and show you the three-meter-tall Gatling Peashooter!
While all the apocalyptic natives were still fighting for a rusty iron knife, Su Ze had already adjusted the defense to 99999 on his "plastic dummy" trumpet, carrying a glowing mechanical keyboard, and pressed down the cross-server invading alien monsters on the ground and rubbed them crazily.
The survivors of the doomsday looked up at the sky, and their views were shattered: "Who the hell is he?!"
Su Ze drank an ice coke and casually circled an absolutely safe area on the map: "God? No, I'm just a fourth natural disaster with administrator rights. The zombies over there, yes, what about you, come here and move bricks!"
