Don't Panic, It's Just That the Seven Realms Are Going to Explode Together.

The Dragon Clan has been waiting for 30,000 years, and the leader is asking for reimbursement for the savior they have been waiting for. When the elf put the last silver-leaf arrow on the bowstring, Wu Dong was debating whether to add sausage to the instant noodles in the expressway service area. The Wizards' Council opened the Code of the Seven Realms above the starry sky and discovered that the destined law enforcer was a high school student who scored 58 points on the math test and couldn't even understand Lagrange's mean value theorem. The only person who can communicate with flowers has a flower blooming on the back of his head, and his waking hours do not exceed two hours a day. That's six people. The car was stolen, the gas was stolen, and the superpowers were forced by the plot. The Dragon Clan asked: Why do you do that? Wu Dong thought for a while: "Our leader said that if ability is not enough, attitude must be good." The dragon clan was silent. It has lived for twelve thousand years, and for the first time it doesn't know how to answer the call.