[No CP female strong growth flow, rules-based weird survival, focusing on family, friendship and friendship]
In the first year of the Fog Era, a gray-white strange fog enveloped the world. Strange people killed people based on rules. In March, 90% of human civilization collapsed.
Su Qingyuan, a graduate student in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, entered the post-apocalyptic survival story and became a cannon fodder female supporting character who died in the third chapter of the game. With the memory of the first hundred chapters of the original work, she awakened the world's only rules-based power "Tracing Origins" - she can listen to trick words, identify rules, and find ways to break situations. However, once used, she will exude the aura of origins and be coveted by all weird and crazy things. It is a secret that must be kept tightly.
Carrying a storage purse and the mysterious black book "Strange Records", she protected her uncle who was a veteran, her aunt who was a health worker, and her three-year-old cousin who was highly sensitive, and fled south from the lonely city to survive. After joining Lu Zheng's motorcade, she disguised herself as "naturally accurate and intuitive" and became the team's invisible strategist: she broke the cyclic illusion in the service area, recognized rain ghosts knocking on the door at night in gray rain, and escaped from death in black mist. She relied on accurate rule judgment to lead the team to escape from death time and time again.
There is no incredible fighting power, no emotional entanglements, just step-by-step survival, and the warmth of family and teammates supporting each other. From a timid girl who hides behind her relatives to a rule-breaker who can stand alone, Su Qingyuan leads a group of people through many treacherous areas, exposes the dark truth of the Rock Base, builds her own home in Wu'an Valley, and finally goes straight into the core of the fog to kill the Trick Mother and wait for the world to see the light of day again.
The most terrifying thing in the apocalypse is never the weirdness, but the bottomless human heart.
