Seven years after the end of the world, the wasteland of Northeast China.
Shen Zhuo clutched a piece of blue cloth - it was what was in his father's hand when he died.
For eight years, no one told him the truth. The only person who knew had just been killed, lethal with blunt force, just like his dad.
The one who started was Beishan Camp. That was a group of people with guns, and they shouldn't have killed an old worker.
Shen Zhuo decided to go south.
Not to escape, but to come back alive.
He wanted to live like a knife in the wasteland, and then come back to pay back the debts he had owed for eight years one by one.
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This is the first novel written by a newcomer. Please support me a lot. Please correct me if there are any shortcomings.
This is the first novel written by a newcomer. Please support me a lot. Please correct me if there are any shortcomings.