My name is Zhou Zheng, and I am a logistics staff member of the "Kunlun-07" research station. A persistent heavy snowstorm turned the research station into an isolated island, but the herdsmen who had been missing in the avalanche for three months brought us a bucket of steaming "milk tea." The top-secret remains of forty years ago came to light. This was a curse that spanned forty years. My mysophobia became the only bargaining chip for survival.
