Wasteland Live Room

In the blood-stained post-apocalyptic wasteland, hordes of zombies are wandering in the empty city, bloodthirsty and ferocious mutant beasts are making horrifying whispers in the forest, and the surviving humans are struggling to survive like walking zombies. In the east of the sunrise, a prosperous city stands. In the splendid palace, on the throne engraved with a golden dragon, a strong and domineering man looked up at the sky and said in a soft voice: "Good friends, can you send a wave of 666 so that I can see your figures?" "666, Anchor brother, I want to watch cute zombies." "A reward of one million, please watch the laser infantry battalion clear out the disaster-stricken areas!" "How about a day trip to the slave market?" "The anchor grabbed a spaceship and came back. I want to go to Mars and have a look." "The sky city built last month has been snatched up by the Yankees. The anchor should return to earth and build a house!" "I want to see the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, I want to see the big fireball, I want to see the vitality cannon!" "Summon the harem group, I want to take the opportunity to masturbate!" "…………"