Wheelchair. Urine bag. Cloudy eyes.
This is the current situation of the doomsday human guardian - a body with Alzheimer's disease and a soul waiting for death.
Until that day, when Lan Feng was basking in the sun on the balcony, the familiar sounds of the battlefield suddenly sounded in his ears.
Guns, roars, roars of strange beasts...
His cloudy pupils shrank suddenly and he roared: "Ageing is an illusion! The end of the world is an illusion, Alzheimer's disease is also an illusion, they are all illusions! You can't fool me!"
For the first time in decades, strength returned to the body limp in the wheelchair. Struggling with all his strength, he rolled out of the wheelchair and crawled towards the source of the sound, digging his fingernails into the floor - planning to have a thrilling fight with the enemy, with the king's eyes glaring ferociously from the sky.
Then he met Sun Tzu's incredible eyes and saw the opening CG of a certain doomsday war game playing behind him.
A few years later, a group of "rebirthers" blew themselves up in front of cameras, declaring that a new era belonged to them. "The garbage of the old era should have been cleared away long ago."
Lan Feng and a group of comrades wearing reading glasses around him nodded in unison, "It's really time to clear the place, let's start with these reborn people who refuse to cooperate and resist registration."
