In the old calendar year, the game invades reality, and everyone above 18 and below 60 is selected. Whenever the number of failures reaches a certain level, a copy comes to reality. People deal with the game, and after generations of hard work, they barely maintain that fragile balance.
During the New Year, after several twists and turns, the right to enter the game was determined by humans, and training institutions were established in various places to select talented people.
Until the old era plan was restarted, the foresight predicted the turnaround.
If it were to happen again, would you choose good or evil?
But I have no choice.
When the mirror, flowers, water and moon appear, the alternation of time sequence is there.
If I forget, please remember me.
Don't worry, even if I forget everything, I will remember you.
Don't be reluctant, don't sink, don't wait.
Go forward and don't look back.
Even if it is dark, there will be light in the end.
Intention: Believe that a flower will bloom from the dust