Lin Mo, a former programmer and "senior scavenger" after the apocalypse. While he was purifying the turbid rainwater with a homemade filter, he was madly complaining about today's "harvest" in his heart - half a moldy energy bar and a soaked copy of "Java from Getting Started to Giving Up".
I miss the blessings of 996 before the end of the world. At least we had takeout and air conditioning. Unlike now, we have to filter even clean water by ourselves.
