Chapter 349 - We're Screwed!
Mars, on a hill made out of red sand:
After placing down the heavy warhead, Chen Yu pressed down on the detonator. He then spread out his arms and looked at the shining sun in the sky while shouting, "Which boy doesn't dream of getting nuked?"
[Only you.]
[Only you.]
[Only you. +1]
[+1388***4888. (Add me for clips)]
"Counting down from eight, seven, six..."
The floating camera rapidly rose into the air, giving the livestream's audience a panoramic view of the area. Very quickly, Chen Yu's figure, which was enveloped by the E·I Force Field, became insignificantly small.
"Four.
"Three..."
The bullet comments gradually stopped appearing.
