Wasteland Construction Starting from the Soldier Commander

Lin Zhu chewed the hairy tripe in his mouth and pinched the Ultraman Transformer he picked up: There was no Giant of Light - the light spread from the soles of his feet, covering his knees and covering his head, and the world was washed into white. When I opened my eyes again, the sky was leaden gray. The wind of the wasteland pressed down from the ridges on three sides, and the scorched earth burned to the horizon. He looked down at the transformer in his hand and pressed it again. ——You should be able to go back, right? In the end, I didn't go back. Blue light shot out from the transformer and spread out into a panel in the air - he recognized this interface. This is obviously a Pokemon illustrated book! [Countdown to the first summons: 00:59. … A minute later I saw a hot guy. Lin Zhu swallowed the last mouthful of hair. Okay, let's sweep the floor first.