Technology is changing like a tide, and lies are spreading like a curtain.
The hierarchy is as stagnant as a rock, and the world is surrounded by chaos.
Privilege is rampant, like a demon sect wreaking havoc. Capital is bloodthirsty, like a glutton swallowing the world. Crushed to the bone, all souls perish. Being fed by desires, being whipped by achievements, taming the heart by imaginary treasures, being washed by phantom sounds, trapped in the dream of success all his life, exhausting his Taoist foundation and ultimately wasting his life.
He was originally an ordinary person in a troubled world, born into a poor family, with a dull destiny and mediocre bones. But he decided to go against the grain. I don't want to be a co-conspirator in this false scam anymore, I don't want to be manipulated by emotions, I don't want to be coerced by desire, I don't want to place my hope in a nihilistic savior, and I don't want to wait for the hopeless destiny to show mercy. He resolutely devoted himself to the cruel reality and forged a new self in the struggle: Rupi, Fagu, Tao, Xinjiexing, physical strength, military skills, insight into the ophthalmology, A-brain coach.
In his growth, there are no shortcuts, no cheats, and no surprises from the sky. Day after day, he asks the truth in the market, thinks about changes in defeat, and sharpens his ambition in loneliness. Practice is the furnace, reflection is the fire, and struggle is the hammer.
When a person refuses to feed illusions with life, he can step into the cracks of fictional civilization and step on a path that all real people can take.
This road initially burned like a firefly, but eventually it burned the sky.
He stood with his head held high in front of the demonic mist that filled the sky, raised his arms and shouted to millions of sentient beings. Every word, every word, shocked all directions: "Those who don't want to perish, come with me!"
