The blood moon is coming, and the end of the world is catastrophic.
Thousands of years of history are buried under the wasteland.
There is still an unyielding will in the wasteland that condenses the splendid flowers of civilization on the decaying lichen.
Lu Chenxi: When I woke up, I found that I was five thousand years in the future.
Everything has changed.
There is no day here, only a blood-red moon, wild beasts raging under the bright red moonlight, and humans struggling to survive in various survival circles.
Killing all the wild beasts and saving the human race is their pursuit. They include the elderly, women, and even children of seven or eight years old. They are passionate warriors and respectable heroes.
But in the eyes of the nobles in the circle, they are low-class people who only know how to fight on the battlefield, cannot play chess, calligraphy and painting, and are vulgar and reckless men who do not understand etiquette.
But no one realizes that the so-called superior nobles are the biggest worms in this wasteland civilization!
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Until a hundred years later.
Lu Chenxi stood up. She was the leader of all creatures and humans, and she was the general of millions of soldiers.
Under the banner that civilization in the prosperous times is civilization, and in the end, only war can provide true civilization, the wild beasts tremble under her skirt while fighting outside and inside, but what she really wants to do is to break the shackles that have been imprisoned in the hearts of people for thousands of years.
"She wants to bring this wasteland back to life!"
"She wants the heroes to get the respect they deserve!"
"She wants this end of the world to be the same as it was thousands of years ago, with everyone free and equal!"
Purpose: Civilization never requires people to be well-dressed
