This is a post-apocalyptic world, where there are corpses, ferocious beasts, and some enemies who control the laws. Luo Lin, who had just passed through, was very confused about this: Why do you insist that I am the savior? But, emmmmmmm ...It seems that being a savior is not bad. The fat orange cat sitting on Luo Lin's shoulder took a sip of the cigar, shook the heavy machine gun in his hand, and said vicissitudes: Young man, you are still too immature. More than a thousand saviors have already died before you... Don't worry, young man, meow meow. Luo Lin: ... So, a somewhat dishonest savior silently embarked on the road to hell.