On This White Plain

I wrote it about ten years ago. After writing 110,000 words, I casually posted it on other platforms. Although I didn't take it too seriously at the time, now it seems that this book is the work that best suits my style. It is also an extension of the world that SP intends. I will publish it in the form of a short story when I have the opportunity. Let the story end in peace. Everyone is waiting for the long winter to pass. Even if they are hiding in shelters, they don't know whether they can survive this long winter. Alright! Come on then, even if it is freezing and snowing outside, even if there is only enough food left for the last meal, people will still laugh when they should. The ever-extending happy daily life seems to make people forget that they are facing a major crisis related to the survival of mankind. No one is joking, everyone is seriously thinking about how to survive, but why can't the process of survival be more... Happy?