[Urban Survival] + [Short-Video Documentation] + [The Power of the State] + [Ensemble Cast, High-Energy Story] + [No Golden Finger] + [National Unity]
My name is Lu Beichen. I'm an ordinary food delivery driver in Suihe City.
The peak of my life was completing 67 orders in a single day, with the lowest bad-review rate in the whole district.
Then one day, every order in the entire city turned into the same message... "Help."
The day my roommate bit the landlord, I thought my roommate had gone crazy.
The day our residential compound was sealed off, I thought the authorities were overreacting.
The day the highest-level national response was declared, I finally understood... Those colds, flu, and pinkeye weren't ordinary viruses at all.
They came from Laboratory 731 seventy years ago, from the war criminals' graves beneath the Siberian permafrost, and from that bustling duty-free mall on the China-Russia border.
The whole world is collapsing. Western cities are burning, and their presidents are posting prayers on Twitter, but my country isn't.
Forty-eight hours into the lockdown, military helicopters arrive.
On the third day, a community grid worker knocks on my door.
On the seventh day, People's Liberation Army soldiers in protective suits line the streets and don't take a single step back.
I have no superpowers and no military background. I'm just a delivery driver, but I have a phone and an account called "Beichen Night Rides."
I recorded humanity's darkest seventy-two days, and I also recorded the burning backbone of this nation.
