Elliot Moran, nineteen years old, was an Irish-born wage earner struggling to survive at the bottom of a Rust Belt city in the Midwestern United States in 1985.
He is not a reborn king, nor does he have an omniscient perspective.
When I woke up from the dark abyss, only dreamlike images remained in my mind: frozen fingers, bodies in dark alleys of bars, broken neon signs, and the never-fading headlines in newspapers - "Tragedy in Chinatown!"
This reborn plug-in seems to be only half useless.
When being pinned to the ground by the gangster and blackmailed, none of the protagonist's rules were triggered. The only instinct is to learn not to be slapped to death in a dark alley.
He clumsily picked up the "Basic Survival Manual" for the underbelly of Chicago and Michigan.
Working in a laundry, delivering "express delivery", and getting involved in the smuggling dispute between the Irish and Italians——
However, when the fragmented memories finally pieced together a bloody prophecy of catastrophe in his mind, Eli, standing at the crossroads of destiny, had to face a difficult problem:
Now huddled in a dark alley, can I still be alive and well tomorrow?
This time, he decided to push away the smoke with his own hands and become the gunman of his own dark destiny.
"Dark Alley·Rust City"
——A low-level wage earner who started from scratch and broke all stereotypes on his way to counterattack.
