Reborn in 70 Hong Kong Island, My Clone Can Split Infinitely

How can an ordinary young and Dangerous boy survive in the cannibalistic Hong Kong Island after having infinite clones? The salty sea breeze carries the pier's unique smell of rust, fish, and rotting old cables, blowing like a knife across the icy sides of the numerous small sampans and large freighters. The dusk light was cut into pieces by the thick industrial smoke and dust, casting dim and sticky spots, illuminating the oil-slicked and debris-strewn water surface, as well as the rows of warehouses and mountains of crates on the shore, as well as the figures busily shuttled among them like worker ants. This is a graveyard of money, a hotbed of ambition, and a Shura field where people at the bottom fight for every breath of air with their blood, sweat and fists.