"... Baiwu... We can't get out..."
"We don't know who, what institution, or what country built this wall, nor do we know what their purpose is, and what we will face."
"I bet this must be a killing game!"
"There is no hope of getting out, don't you understand? We have no choice!"
"If we can't do anything, at least we can live a happy life, right?"
On the second day after Lin Yihe entered the new school, white mist surrounded the beautiful campus. No one can take another step.
It looks like calm order, but there are turbulent waves under the water.
The rising humanity is waiting for recovery. Where does the only light come from?