I Was Filming Sap in the Wilderness

Lin Mu, a former well-known anchor in the gaming area, has traveled through time. There are no magical secrets, no innate spiritual treasures, just a pair of torn pants and a bunch of unorthodox survival skills in his mind. The world is dangerous. There are three moons hanging in the sky, rabbits can breathe fire, sheep have three heads, and even grass can bite you suddenly. The system told him: live, build a family, or die. Lin Mu looked at the stick he just picked up in his hand, and then at the six-legged goat gnawing on a tree in the distance. "I understand the truth..." He weighed the stick, "But why do you have to be confrontational?" As a result, the prehistoric painting style began to deviate. While others fly with swords, he develops a fully automatic sap formation. While others were refining elixirs and weapons, he was contemplating the assembly line and knocking out the production line. While others talked about Taoism and Dharma, he opened a training class on ancient sneak attack techniques, where he lectured on a hundred ways of using evil hands behind people's backs. When the lich's beacon of calamity burned across the wilderness, and the big guys fought until the sky fell apart... Lin Mu squatted in his sap floating city, watched with great interest through the prehistoric live broadcast water mirror, and made a handicap: "Bet on whether Gonggong or Zhu Rong will be beaten first today, pay three for one, support merit, magic weapon, heavenly material and earthly treasure." Until one day, the Taoist ancestor of Zixiao Palace suddenly sent a message: "Little friend, your sap road is quite interesting." Lin Mu looked at the innate treasure Knocking Brick in his hand, which was specially designed to hit the back of the head, and then looked at Daozu's kind smile. "Um... Daozu, I said this is all for world peace, do you believe it?"