Many years ago, when facing the master of ceremonies, Su Zijie or Colonel Yan Jian might have responded by explaining why he skipped class and went to open oysters with his uncle that distant afternoon.
If it can be described, based on a completely subjective judgment, it was probably an early morning. The quiet air was filled with the land breeze blowing from behind. Su Zijie stood on the balcony of his home, facing the empty ruins. His eyes revealed a pure yet complex emotion, as if his brain was trying to make up for the fact that the population density here was 12 times higher than it is today 100 years ago.
How should a human being stand in the 4K era and look back at the last period of his life?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
