Qiu Ning entered the infinite terror. He was meaningless, just like Zero. What he achieved was a pool of blood. The most beautiful illusion was like a flying butterfly in the attic.
He is obsessed with answering everything, but it is not very clear. Life is like a filter, which is the most intoxicating. Who has the ability to peel it all off clearly? Just like peeling a walnut, layer after layer, click.
Concept: the ability to create beauty