I woke up to find myself, a glorious Soviet base vehicle AI, in a bizarre American wasteland—a place filled with atomic punk metal lumps and mutated giant cockroaches, even more outrageous than the heart of capitalism!

To restore order (and incidentally have some fun), I "recruited" a group of tribal natives who couldn't even put on their own pants. The most urgent task? Teaching them to speak magnificent Chinglish! After all, who can stand that incredibly complicated, unrelated native English?

And so, a bizarre sight appeared in the wasteland: a group of blond, blue-eyed burly men, speaking broken, construction-worker-accented English, shouting "Hurrah! For Ironhead God!", drove their magnetic tanks over mutants, followed by a swaying Kirov...

Hey, you over there, the shelter kid in the blue bodysuit, and those tin knights with laser guns, any complaints about the "Red Iron Curtain"? No? Very well, comrade, welcome to the Soviet wasteland!

After the great war, the old world was reduced to ruins, and radiation filled the wasteland... Order collapsed, creatures mutated, and monsters and bandits roamed freely... More than a hundred years later, the descendants of the survivors established a new kingdom on the ruins and set off for other regions, with more conflicts on the way... In 2253, an unlucky guy was transported here and found himself a prisoner.

This is my first time writing a book, so the early stages will be omitted.

This book is also known as the Enclave Happy Book!

While at home, Di Shang was chatting and joking with netizens on his phone about radiation. He boasted to his many netizens, "I'm not exaggerating, but if I were given an Enclave identity and transported to the Fallout world, I wouldn't just be a monster, I'd at least be a local tyrant!"

A pure-hearted deity who had only recently learned to use the internet believed him and decided to send him into a world of radiation to watch him wreak havoc.

Only the transmigrated Di Shang was on the verge of tears, crying out, "Brother! Brother, I was just kidding! Don't go! Send me back! Yanzi! How can I live without you, Yanzi!"

As a gamer who hadn't played Fallout 4 much, Yi Beiwang was just about to play the modpack he bought when his computer exploded and took him away.

Not only did he travel to Fallout 4, but he also became one of the infamous raiders in the game.

There's no way around it, life has to go on.

With the help of the built-in cheats in the patch, he subdued many raiders, traded glue and oil, and flirted with beauties in the wasteland.

Wasteland? Watch how I transform this place into paradise.

[Mecha + beast taming + light comedy + a cool story, but not a pure one (the protagonist isn't inherently invincible, so readers who like their protagonists to kill without a second thought should beware) + the plot logic is relatively rigorous (note, the plot logic is rigorous, not the setting; fantasy themes can't completely reference reality).]

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A beastmaster: My beastmaster's spirit is a fire-type earth flame dragon. It is a hundred meters long, with a strong body, and can travel a thousand miles a day. Each scale of its body is a sharp weapon, and it has the innate magical power of dragon flame waves, which is enough to burn mountains and boil seas. After being consumed in battle, it must be replenished with fire-attributed spiritual fruits of the seventh grade or above, or with a beastmaster's spirit.

Lin Mo: My imperial spirit has many forms. Its entire body is made of phoenix blood and red gold. It is equipped with a rocket engine, an ion laser sword, micro missiles, a palm laser cannon... It's good in every way, but it consumes a lot of fuel. But it doesn't matter. I'll just have to wait until I build a nuclear reactor.

A certain beastmaster: ???

Unexpectedly acquiring a celestial learning machine to aid in cultivation, Wang Cheng initially intended to reveal the secrets of cultivation and usher in an era of universal cultivation, but no one believed him! So, Wang Cheng had to prove he could truly cultivate! No spiritual energy? Earn enough money to create it himself! He inadvertently built the world's largest pharmaceutical company, solving numerous incurable diseases. No cultivation resources? Earn enough money to create them himself! He inadvertently built the world's largest materials technology company, constructing the largest geomagnetic array and the largest space array! When Wang Cheng finally stood alone in space, he loudly proclaimed to the world: "I really am cultivating immortality!"

“Da Sheng, can you use my stick for me? Yes, the one that can be powerful! The younger one, the tiger leather skirt is well dressed, and there are no female monkeys. I mean the one that put your ears. root.”

“Too old Laojun, what do you do to protect your Jindan? I don’t take your Jindan …. I took this stove!

A Bingxian mobile game played by Shen Bing suddenly connected to the fairyland. The immortal is a cloud, but the items obtained from the fairyland have parsed the black technology, and a novice teleporter has created the quantum transmission technology. This is why Hang the world!

Over-the-horizon telescope technology, artificial intelligence, super materials … all because he got some gadgets in fairyland.

“Don’t talk about technological innovation and technological revolution in front of me. Our company only plays black technology!”

When Fang Renran heard that the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens was dead, he didn't care much!

When Fang Renran heard that he was going on a blind date, he cared a little!

When Fang Renran heard that his wife was the dead Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens, he cared a lot!