A sudden virus swept across the entire earth. Human civilization was scattered everywhere like stars, but one by one they dimmed. How many cities are left? One, two? People don't know. The glory of industrial civilization only exists in old books. It is mentioned accidentally and quickly forgotten. However, the gears of history have turned, and a single spark can start a prairie fire.
Zongcheng: Does this have anything to do with my painting style?
Chen Ziyi: Money money money money money money
Intention: To live towards death and sing without stopping