The smell of cold rust, twisted memory fragments, a soul soaked in blood that does not belong to this body.
Guilin woke up in a strange rental house, her nose filled with the decaying smell of the apocalypse. In 2077, seven years after the outbreak of the "Creation Virus", human civilization has long been reduced to ruins by the roar of flesh-and-blood monsters and the collapse of technology. But he is not a native of this era - he is a "rebirth", a twisted soul of an ordinary technician named Lin Hao from the early days of the virus outbreak, with the cold memory of the blood feud of his mother's murder and seven years of survival in hell, attached to this body named "Guilin".
He is not a savior, he is a vengeful ghost.
He is not looking for warmth, he is the embodiment of efficiency.
When Guilin discovered that his mother's "terminal illness" was actually a fatal human experiment conducted by [Nora] in the name of treatment, and that the so-called "Creation Virus" was more likely to be closely related to the company's dark research and development, the remaining weakness was completely crushed. His soul has been rusted by seven years of struggle and killing, leaving only scalpel-like calculations and an absolute will to survive.
Going deep into the "Rust Belt" filled with aberrant monsters and deadly traps, Guilin's goal is as clear as tempered steel: to obtain the "data core" that reveals the truth, fight his way back to the company headquarters, and let the mastermind behind the scenes pay for his debt with blood. In the deadly trap of the abandoned laboratory, under the ruthless pursuit of the scavenger troops, caught between the metal frenzy of the rust beetle swarm and the brutal firepower of the fanatics, he transformed into a lone wolf, using the knowledge of the old world as his blade and the instinct tempered by the doomsday as his armor.
The world is decaying and the soul is rusting. Revenge is the only remaining fire
