Winner of the Outstanding Mid-Length and Long-Form Novel Award at the Third Sci-Fi Starlight Wave Awards.
Officially retitled: The Record of Compassion on Unclean Land has been renamed Happiness and Peace.
Half a love letter to our motherland, half a love letter to Earth, and a love letter to all humankind.
A vicious plan designed to kill two birds with one stone
A long song about the complexity of human nature, joy, sorrow, and parting.
An ordinary boy, after experiencing loss and gain again and again, climbs onward, leaving his footprints behind. Step by step, he transforms into a torch that lights up the long night.
He protects the girl he loves most, lives aboard a luxurious cruise ship, travels to the most powerful nation, and meets some of the most wonderful people in the world.
All the varied faces of life, wisdom and enlightenment, all born from the heart.
They are ordinary people, yet willingly give themselves up and become kindling, all to protect more people, return to that warm place, restore the world to how it used to be, shatter this pitch-black night, and protect our home.
Moonlight fades, green grass withers, roses turn to ashes, brave souls offer their blood, sacred songs ring out in sorrow, and heroes rise
A Ren, stand up!!!
“A Ren, don’t give up on compassion.”
“A Ren, save me…”
“A Ren, look at this beautiful world for me!”
“Damn brat, you’d better stay alive.”
To protect this world, to hold on to the moon in our hearts, and to stop losing the precious companions around us.
In the wasteland desert, the flower of civilization that lights up the pitch-black night is the sparkling goodness of human nature.
Satan’s spittle is everywhere, and the roots of human civilization are being eaten away. But we are not afraid, because love lives in our hearts.
Love is hope, the green flower growing on the unclean land.
Every ordinary person is a hero.
Compassion is the truth God engraved in everyone’s heart long ago.
With disaster upon us and demons relentlessly hounding us, dear Ren, will you be a hero to the whole world, or a coward who belongs only to her?
Who will you choose, the moonlight in your heart or the cinnabar mole?
This is a game of wits between angels and demons, with the world as the board and all living beings as the pieces. Who will be the one to make the final move?
The angel shines eternally in the sky, while the devil insists on tempting his mortal heart.
Will you knowingly brave the rain and use your ordinary body to forge a broad road for all living beings, or cower in a warm, comfortable nest, heed the devil’s persuasion, and take the enemy for your father?
Read the song of a hero’s growth, and see how A Ren plays the game.
CP: A taciturn bodyguard x his childhood sweetheart, a young heiress
A poisonous girl who loves but cannot have him x an experimental subject who has lost his beloved forever
Warnings: Plot-focused, romance secondary. The main story concerns humanity in the apocalypse. Slow-paced, not horror.
Theme: Let us save our Blue Star together through the goodness of human nature
For peace, someone must die, and someone must live.
I hope that one day the bells of happiness will ring throughout the world, doves of peace will fly out from the olive branches, love will flourish, we will join hands for thousands of years, and there will be no more smoke of gunpowder. We will eventually live in eternal peace, and for the future of the human galaxy - move forward, non-stop! Everyone is a warrior, the white or green seed of peace, the source of hope and the connection. Aren is in everyone's heart, and the bell of peace cleanses the blue sky and cleanses everyone's heart. Humanity will eventually overcome inertia and primitive cruelty and move forward together. Flowers are in full bloom, the moon is bright and clear, the bamboo forest is dancing, the river is rushing, the wind is flowing, and the heart is racing. There are no longer three people facing each other, there is no pity for the poor people in the house, the dragon flying car has become the common blood of mankind, the earth is no longer divided by ugliness, the mother has no sorrowful voice, and the children do not understand loneliness. Flowers build embankments, white doves serve as messengers, and gunpowder fireworks celebrate the prosperity of all generations, and congratulate you and me on the same page. Humanity, move forward! Hold hands and move forward! Forward!!
Luo Xiong will never say Epona in his life unless his brother hugs him first.