My name is Liu Yifeng. I used to be an HR in an Internet company. My daily job was to sit in front of the computer, sift through resumes in a huge crowd of people, and interview young people with dreams. But now, I have become the person in charge of recruitment for the "Human Civilization Continuation Project". This change is more exciting than those brain-burning scripted killers I played. In the 47th year after the nuclear war, we are hiding in underground shelters like a bunch of groundhogs. The lights in this place were dim, and the air was filled with a damp, musty smell, like walking into a basement that had been abandoned for many years. Resources were about to be exhausted. The director, with his Mediterranean hairstyle and a serious face, gave me the last recruitment poster and said earnestly: "Yifeng, find someone who can lead us to survive. Remember, you can only choose one."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
