This is a story about the system always trying to get you hemorrhoids.
You are weak, helpless, pathetic, and fragile. Ash sneered: "Am I weak? Helpless? Poor?" His expression gradually collapsed. Anyone who wants me to get hemorrhoids should die!
Just when you feel that dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and everything will be gone without a trace, a red ant breaks into your life. It says: It can help you no longer have the trouble of hemorrhoids. You feel that you can still save it. You believe in its evil, get on its boat, and become its person (not).