There are no laws here, only physical rules.
There is no currency here, your supplies are your life.
When Song Cheng woke up, there was a cold black collar around his neck.
There is no balance displayed on it, only a row of bright red numbers: [💀 Number of kills: 0].
Welcome to "Rust City" - a giant industrial ruin abandoned by capital, a social dumping ground where the skulls of the same kind can be cracked in the fight for a bottle of clean water.
Here, death means "all dropped". The firearms you have worked so hard to collect, the food you have accumulated, and even the bread you just swallowed will become the trophies of the murderer.
As a former top structural engineer, Song Cheng is an anomaly in this barbaric world.
Reader comments
[Sending Hearts] It's so beautiful. The extreme environment should be changed to be so cruel to be real.
[Sending Hearts] It's so beautiful. The extreme environment should be changed to be so cruel to be real.