Sequence: Dreamweaver

There is no light in the dungeon. But in that abandoned waiting room, An Muqing served porridge in clean enamel bowls, cooked hot soup on the iron stove, and left the only clean strips of cloth left for him to bandage his wounds. She couldn't say she had any skills, but just sitting there, the temperature of the whole room was different. When Lynch stepped back on the rust and gravel, he could always see the warm yellow sequence glimmer. He couldn't tell what he was guarding - guarding her or the temperature of the bowl of porridge. Later, Ye Xiaoman huddled deep in the pipe and held the corner of his clothes. Shen Tinglan thrust the silver pocket watch and the broken notebook into his hand. Xia Yubing raised her chin and said, "We will die together." Those who reached out to him in the darkness made him change from "survive" to "let them live too", and then to "let more people see this light." Nothingness is swallowing the world. Spiritual power is drying up. Chi Yan's knife hung above his head. The shepherd used illusions to fabricate "peace", but he wanted to fight with reality. The sequence is the source code of the world. He can read and rewrite it, but every weaving consumes his humanity. But he will not go back on what he promised - taking An Muqing to see the sea, setting up a research institute for Shen Tinglan, and when Ye Xiaoman grows up, he will accompany Xia Yubing to make a way out of this terrible world. So he has to live. Gotta get stronger. We must lead those waiting behind the gate of Morning Star, one by one, into the sunny tomorrow.