Crazy abandoning some things that are not precious enough, and in the end, all that is left are memories as dull as white water.
The overly heavy paint hit the black base, and the colors that seemed to be mixed together randomly were the last images in Shen Ya's mind.
When Shen Ya woke up again, he was already in an empty city.
A city with no people in the sky during the day, but countless fights at night.
This is the last land, the relic of God——————————————————
Here, Shen Ya discovered the truth.