The gray fog is always shrouded and dangers are everywhere.
When seven billion humans woke up in a strange land, they were faced with leaky wooden houses, scarce supplies, and fangs lurking in the thick fog.
Lin Yuan clenched the crude stone ax in his hand, and his eyes reflected the light spots of resources invisible to ordinary people.
He knows that this is the end, and it also belongs to him...
The beginning of a new era.
Reader comments
Whatever you wrote, it was just pretentious.
More cruel than all the survival writers on this site, with fierce fighting and a grand world view
Whatever you wrote, it was just pretentious.
More cruel than all the survival writers on this site, with fierce fighting and a grand world view