This is a sad story.
In the wasteland polluted by Red Front, humans have a few more "brothers". The few resources can barely support human beings' basic survival.
In this world, it is not ignorance and power that can block people's eyes from looking up at the stars. History has taken many directions, but no one knows which one is correct.
All characters and stories are fictitious, please do not bring them into reality.
Reader comments
I may be the first reader of this work. Well, as a reader, I really like this kind of wasteland literature. I also hope that the author can break the story world and build a brand new world at the same time. There is no one with good works. Let's work hard together.
I haven't even started watching yet, but I'm already planting grass [blowing kiss][blowing kiss][blowing kiss]
I may be the first reader of this work. Well, as a reader, I really like this kind of wasteland literature. I also hope that the author can break the story world and build a brand new world at the same time. There is no one with good works. Let's work hard together.
I haven't even started watching yet, but I'm already planting grass [blowing kiss][blowing kiss][blowing kiss]