It's spring again, catkins are flying all over the sky.
Only this time, they kill people.
An Ding's last memory was of catkins from the subway entrance in City B getting into her nose, and then she traveled to a post-apocalyptic world where plants mutate. Two-meter-tall dandelions eject their seeds, and sycamore catkins can take root in human lungs.
What's even more outrageous is that a mentally retarded assistant who calls himself the "Savior Cultivation System" suddenly appears in his mind. He calls her "host" in a broken voice every day and insists on completing tasks in exchange for coffee.
"Host, you are the only savior of this world."
"I'm the one who doesn't want to go to work."
"No conflict."
An Ding:……
She just wanted to go back alive and continue to be a salted fish, but she was forced to put on protective clothing and go deep into the ruins engulfed by plants to collect seeds that would become parasitic when touching the skin.
Until one day, she stood among the catkins and took off her gas mask.
Spring is still spring.
But she is no longer the same person.
Intention: Work towards a better life