Many years later, when Lin Xiaoer stood in the stands of the coalition forces of all races as a human being and gave a speech as a hero, he could not help but be in a trance. The lives that passed by him, those comrades who fell on the road, and those dreams that were deformed and twisted but not forgotten, would still encourage him to keep moving forward. But who would have thought that a little skeleton would be where he is today.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
