Three Hundred and Eighteen. Pioneer

War, war, war, war... on and on and on and on and on.

This world is like a public toilet, a big thick, hard, black thing called war is pulled into the toilet one by one by four smelly perverts, and there are many more All kinds of malice that can spill over and crazy things beyond human comprehension.

Someone tried to press the pump button with all his might, but the water just couldn't

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