Lin Ran knelt in the ruins and exchanged the last half bottle of painkillers for a bag of rice. Last night he dreamed that this bag of rice could save the lives of three companions - but when he woke up from the dream, the pain was like thousands of needles piercing his bone marrow, causing him to curl up on the ground and break half of his teeth. No one knew that this humble material manager could preview the future in his dreams. With this ability, he repeatedly avoided the scissors of the Rift Girl and the traps at Kisaragi Station. He even secretly stockpiled supplies and rebuilt a secret supply line under the eyes of the parliament. But the price of dreams is pain: the clearer the rehearsal, the more intense the pain, which never fades. Just when he thought he could control everything, the dream gave him a fatal blow: Chen Mo, his most trusted brother, would personally open the back door of the shelter three days later; and his old love Su Mian, who had disappeared for three years, actually appeared in the hostile parliament camp, bringing with him a taboo method that could eliminate pain - at the cost of sacrificing a hundred survivors. Tonight, Lin Ran woke up in pain again. He clutched the painkillers, looked at the crumbling walls of Mirror City, and said softly: "Since the pain has made me sober, then let the whole apocalypse be buried with me for my sobriety." Tomorrow, people from the parliament will come to the door. And he had already planted gunpowder enough to subvert order in the warehouse.
