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Not the Holy MotherCold-blooded DecisivenessRetribution for Resentment The end of the world is coming, and strange beasts are rising. Under the rain of blood, zombies plundered. While others were struggling to survive, Wu Hao had already been prompted by the system to store a large amount of supplies, drive his own infinitely evolving RV, and live a leisurely apocalyptic life. "Hey, this iron beef is good. Add some chopped green onion seasoning. It's perfect for barbecue!" "Is this a kangaroo? He's so good at boxing. If you kill him and chop him into pieces, I'll stir-fry the kangaroo meat!" "Oh, it's a pity that I'm the only one, otherwise it would be nice to play games online." "Forget it, let's practice the new knowledge taught by the teachers. Then, so-and-so, get in the car and take you for a while. Don't get excited yet. I'll pay the fare!"

Tentative world: [The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races] [Global High Martial Arts] [...] Traveling to the world of Tribulation of All Races, Han Fang discovered that touching corpses can make you stronger. In the battlefields of the heavens, thousands of races are fighting constantly, and corpses are everywhere. In various prefectures in the human realm, although the religions of all races are only plagued by scabies and leprosy, they are also in constant conflict. In Nanyuan City, Han Fang carefully touched the body and developed silently, "[Plunder the Iron Winged Bird Clan Language]... [Plunder the Basic Yuan Jue]... [Plunder the Water Spirit Clan Language]... [Plunder a Small Willpower]... [Plunder the Fire Boar Clan Language]... [Plunder a Trace Willpower]... [Plunder the Earth Dragon Orc Clan Language]... [Plunder the Essence and Blood]..."