Chu Feng transmigrated to the battlefield of myriad worlds, the first time humanity had ever set foot there. The environment was filled with tough-skinned and fleshy beasts, and he could be killed by an unknown creature at any moment.

Just when they were struggling to survive, the battlefield demon sent them words of comfort.

[Given that this is humanity's first foray into the battlefield of interdimensional realms, you are permitted to communicate with your loved ones and can send one supply item every seven days.]

Upon seeing this message, Chu Feng thought to himself, "I'm an orphan. I don't have any close relatives, or even any friends I can talk to. I've lived to be over twenty years old thanks entirely to the policies of our motherland."

[The Demon God has detected a close relative, "Motherland," to facilitate communication. Please prepare to receive supplies.]

After learning about the situation, Motherland suggested that the best weapon to deal with this beast, whose defense is stronger than a rhinoceros and whose attack is fiercer than a lion or tiger, is a high-explosive armor-piercing shell.

Today's supplies have been prepared, please check.

Chu Feng, carrying a QJZ171 12.7mm heavy machine gun and equipped with tungsten-core armor-piercing incendiary rounds, was a force to be reckoned with, killing gods and Buddhas alike.

"Motherland, look at these fruits, they're good for you. Eating them will make you stronger."

"Chu Feng, the fruit you gave us is excellent. It has been successfully used to make medicine. Now the physical fitness of the people across the country has doubled, and the Olympics no longer include us."

"What's there to be afraid of? From now on, they'll fawn over us and we'll play with them!"