Blue tears drowned the world, and humanity with it.
Zhang Mo was a nobody who could only manage a warehouse before the apocalyptic floods. Relying on his uncanny memory of the port’s layout, he seized the last patch of high ground: Lighthouse Fort. Here, canned food is king, fresh water is blood, and fists are the only law. He thought stockpiling enough supplies would keep him alive, until the cold world of water taught him that survival meant becoming the very beast he once despised most.
This world is rotten to the core! The land has become a legend, and skyscrapers are now isolated islands. Fresh water is worth more than gold, women are hard currency, and slaves are beasts of burden on two legs. The survival of the fittest is the only gospel. Zhang Mo guards his lonely fortress and clutches his last few supplies, while his heart, soaked in icy water, grows harder by the day. Want to survive? Then you have to be crueler than everyone else! Hoard more goods, capture more people, build an even bigger fortress!
Desire runs wild beneath the water. The will to survive, greed for power, possession of soft, warm bodies... Reason is as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of survival. When the thorns of the Ice Rose pierce his palm, when the trembling of the caged bird stirs his cruelty, when the water ghoul’s feral nature ignites his urge to conquer... Zhang Mo stands atop his rusting fortress, gazing down at the murky ocean and the slaves crawling below. He knows:
To rule this flooded hell, supplies alone aren’t enough. He also needs a bloodied blade, and a heart... colder than the depths.
It's really good at writing, keep it up, be diligent in updating, and you will definitely get ahead [plus one on your bookshelf]
The doomsday survival of ordinary people. Unfortunately, I came to read the novel, not to see other people's struggles.
Waste of traffic,,,