In the United States, the motherland
Travel to the world of the black-robed pickets, become a native of the motherland, and get the template system. It is not heaven that awaits me, but hell.
There's always a group of people who want to kill me. It turns out that if you get the strength beyond ordinary people, you have to bear the consequences of believing.
Motherland, look at the good things you have done. It's you when you enjoy it, and I'm the one who wipes my ass? Then none of you should try to have a good time, the electric eyes are pressing, give me a step back.
The Motherland is really coming.