The rotten tree slowly sprouts new branches, and the tender green leaves compete for the few nutrients...
"There will always be a savior in the world, when every dynasty is about to come to an end."
"It's like starlight, distant, translucent, and looks extremely hot."
"Hahahaha... You can kill me, but you can't kill these tens of millions of people. You will eventually be pierced by sharp swords and hypocrisy, and the flames can start a prairie fire..."
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This story is fictional
Purpose: Break the old society