In that distant future era, AD 2035, a day remembered by future generations as the "Ashes Apocalypse" - July 19, quietly arrived. The countdown until the energy core, the heart of the dazzling star Blue Star, stops beating completely, is coldly displaying: three thousand six hundred and fifty days, a number that seems far away but extremely urgent. This is not just a digital countdown, it is the speed of life and death of all living things, and the last struggle of the spark of civilization. At first, when the first wisps of wildfires quietly ignited in the embrace of distant mountains, when drought spread like a plague, devouring green vitality, when an ancient species bid farewell to the world in silence, when once-glorious cities gradually fell into the shadow of ruins, people may still be immersed in the trivialities of daily life and not notice the prelude of this storm.
But when the ripples of disaster expanded in circles until they touched everyone's life, every living thing on the Blue Star began to tremble. The brave men who explore from the depths of the earth carry the light of hope but bring back the dust of despair; and those dream chasers who fly to the sea of stars also lose their way in the boundless darkness. Resources, a word that was once easily squandered, has now become an existence more precious than gold.
