Sunset Solo

Look up. The cold neon lights provoke the stars, but the silence separates the long night. Countless airships shuttled in the dim light, like crows rising at dusk. It's not night over there. This is the ups and downs of a black market doctor's fate, and it is also a hymn for mortals to fight against natural disasters. "We don't dare to take credit for our small business. Huh?! You Hun Dan really has no money... Come on, give me his waist!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.