Kanu: the Fire Is Not Extinguished

A hundred years ago, the Tower of Babel created cards that could replace everything. If you need water, use water cards, if you need food, use meal cards, as well as clothing cards, car cards, gun cards, room cards... From then on, everyone's life revolved around cards, or could not be separated from cards, so card masters became an upstart. They turned people into parts on the assembly line for making cards, working from 6 to 10 every day, all year round. If it breaks, just replace it. After all, there are plenty of parts. Qi Xiu felt that there was no difference between the card masters and the factory slave owners who disappeared a hundred years ago. Although the former claimed to have eliminated the old exploiting class, what they did was the same. They ate the things down there, wiped them clean, and spit out the residue. Resist? That's impossible. Qi Xiu is just a loser, why should he fight with others? On one side are the eager expectations of parents who are over forty and are about to be abandoned by card printing factories, and on the other side are the bloody mouths of card printing factories under the control of big card masters. How should Qi Xiu choose? Choose a shit! Let's just show off, do whatever you like, this world is ruined, I, Qi Xiu, don't do it anymore, I can do whoever wants to do it, I can't do it anymore, I think the stage there is also pretty. But what about the old saying? Bottoming out? When Uncle Qi Xiu started to pose, the whirlpool of the times pushed him dramatically to the center... A big explosion in the card manufacturing factory, a riot by workers in the card factory, friction in the card factory, and the fighting among the card masters... A series of events pushed Qi Xiu forward step by step. He was in the middle of the game and could not help himself. In this world of cannibalism, how far can Qi Xiu go?