A beggar in a black house found a strange mobile phone, shaking short videos hiding fragments of civilization, and the legend of the whistleblower began under surveillance. At the dark-toned subway entrance, Chen Yang was holding a cracked screen mobile phone. The red light of the screen reflected his face. Black shadows and drones loomed in the distance. Snowflakes were flying. In the mid-term, evil gods invaded and the rules of the world changed.
