Tags: Unshuangwen × No harem × No system × No invincibility × No intelligence reduction × No hot-blooded upgrade × No golden fingers × No time-travel rebirth
Core temperament:
- Dark realism · Slice observation of human nature · Cruel survival chronicle
- Low magic and depressing world view · Psychological immersive narrative · Slow transformation and transformation
- Record of Group Struggle · Glimmer of Despair · Logical and Self-Consistent Destruction
Gray fog has engulfed the world, and the rules have collapsed.
In this ruins known as "Rust City", survival is no longer about breathing and eating, but a silent war against invisible things.
My name is Lin Yan. I was once a repairman who just wanted to live.
Until I touched a scrap of bronze that shouldn't be there.
It did not give me power, but it opened another pair of "eyes" for me - from then on, I could "hear" the groans of the walls, "feel" the gaze of the cold existence deep in the ground, and "smell" the "whispers" of inhuman hunger that filled the air.
They say this is called "alteration," an evolution and a curse.
And I became a living "beacon", attracting eyes in the darkness.
The Tower of Order marked me, and the Scavenger wanted to recycle me.
And in the eyes of the old woman who handed over the crumpled candy at the end of the deep alley, I saw another kind of light;
In the rickety back that silently walked into the darkness so as not to drag down my companions, I touched the cold temperature;
Among those who can kill the same kind for a bite of food, but are also willing to fight for a little bit of food.
Comment for yourself.