Silent, who delivers food, has a small goal in life: save 5,000 yuan and enroll in night school.
Until that rainy night, he sent a piece of white porridge to the abandoned building 404.
Guests are dead. The floor is alive. The thing that was chasing after him was covered in black lines under its skin - half of its face was a human being, and half of its face was a mouth.
When he was about to die, a voice deep in his bones asked him: "Are you hungry?"
He answered honestly: "Hungry."
"On the books."
From that night on, the world of silence turned upside down——
There is a dragon inside him that has been hungry for nine thousand years.
There is a kind of person in this world who has dragon patterns carved into his bones. One line is ordinary, and nine lines are divine. But he couldn't measure the number because the instrument only reached nine.
He has to use an abacus to count.
After dark, they stay awake. Use your body as salary to travel at night.
This is a story about a loser and an old dragon who feed each other.
