After Wu Xie woke up, one year had passed since the end. He knew nothing, remembered nothing, and was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.
All he has left is instinct.
But where do the super strong brains, the extraordinary memory after waking up, and the excellent skills come from?
Who am I?
Zhang Qiling has witnessed all the changes since the end of the world: the walking dead, the warmth and coldness of human relationships, rancidity, filth, evil, darkness...
Only there is no purity.
Until I met Wu Xie, I was obviously in the dark night, but I seemed to see the dawn.