Wang Xiaoming, a hibernator from 2017, woke up in 2199. The bizarre new world caught him off guard.
Suddenly, the sun mysteriously disappeared, and the earth fell into eternal night and endless wandering.
By chance, he met Jack, a modern man, and An Zai, a young man whose life experience was a mystery, and the three came together.
Under the same roof, there are all kinds of ridiculous misunderstandings and diametrically opposed concepts. Three people from different time and space collided with countless sparks.
Wang Xiaoming asked Jack: "Do you know where fear comes from?"
Jack: "The amygdala of the brain."
Wang Xiaoming sighed and asked: "Then do you know what causes happiness?"
Jack: "Dopamine, endorphins, oxytocin, and serotonin."
Wang Xiaoming: "... I have a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not."
Jack: "What does Fake Squid mean?"
One day Wang Xiaoming asked An Zai: "An Zai, you still hope to find a girlfriend, right?"
An Zai: "I haven't considered this, but if those girls believe in stupid things like horoscopes, I don't want to have a girlfriend."
Wang Xiaoming felt that he had been hit by a cannon, mistakenly thought to be a friendly enemy.
However, the waves of the times are turbulent, and accidents come one after another, mercilessly beating the three people, who are as small as grains of sand, around. They have been teased by fate and each is burdened with heavy pressure, but they have learned to walk hand in hand in the storm.
Before parting, Jack said to Wang Xiaoming: "Goodbye, but I won't come back this time."
Wang Xiaoming smiled and said to Jack: "You idiot, we will grow old together, but we are just separated from each other."
Each sixth-magnitude star has only a faint light, and when gathered together, it is enough to light up this eternal night.
This dark world is full of noise, and only you can hear my inner voice.
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The author adopts a sophisticated style that is sometimes arrogant and sometimes serious...
In a nutshell, it is a story about three unlucky children who help each other.
In fact, in addition to the three protagonists, there are many other people's stories, which probably feels like a group portrait.
CP is firm and dedicated, and there is no such thing as a Shura field.
Micro-science fiction is not magical; it is not the end of the world; it is not a monster-killing and upgrading style; everyone, including the protagonist, is quite miserable.
This is my first time serializing in Guibaodi. Please give me some advice.