In the wasteland, corpses are like waves, resources have become blood, and people's hearts are more poisonous than radiation. Yajiu walked alone in the dead city with a rusty knife on his back, while Yetang held the last tube of purified water and whispered in the dark alley. They were originally enemies, but they were forced to go together because of an underground bunker containing vaccines from the old world. There is no savior, only the survivors; no throne, only beasts stepping on the bones. When the parliamentary military rail guns aim at the last oasis, when mutants whisper human songs in the moonlight, who is the real answer to the end of the world between Crow Nine's knife and Ye Tang's medicine?
