[Shuangwen, infrastructure hegemony, no CP, raising buns] Hell-like start, the interstellar captain Hong Lianshuo encountered a massacre when he crossed the city. In the era of the collapse of ritual and music, human life is like nothing. Hong Lianshuo brought the little bun in this troubled world, If you don’t have anything, it’s okay to rely on your hands. There will be bread, milk, and everything... Hong Lianshuo knows well that if you don’t stock up on guns, your home is a granary; Guns and food, you are the king of the mountain?! These days, hard fists are the last word. It's just that this business has become a little big without knowing it...