I can eat dirt in the post-apocalyptic world.

It's the end of the world, and I've gone against the odds. Eating earth can digest the nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, calcium and other elements inside the earth, resulting in great strength, bone density, muscle elasticity, and no fear of bullets. I hold the Big Dipper's bow in my hand, which can not only condense unlimited air-exploding arrows, but also transform into invincible boxing gloves, which is unbeatable in both long-distance and close combat. I live in an alien space, grow mutant food, raise mutant pets, make fun of my wife, go out with an amphibious ship on land, sea and air, and on the ground...