I saw a field of tea leaves that could not be seen to the side. Wherever the tea leaves were, blood was everywhere. There were coffins one after another. My withered hands struggled to reach into the darkness, and stopped when they touched a handful of silver threads.
The owner of that silver thread smiled gently at me and then fell into the darkness...
"You seem to have been hiding a lot of things from the beginning, right..."
"The Infinite Corridor is a kind of ownerless Gu. Selection, fighting, life and death are all gradually revealed in the evolution of the copy, and the person standing at the top has already unknowingly become a part of the copy. Zhu Jianxiao, it's a pity that you don't know, and even he is not surprised."
I saw tea leaves everywhere, and the footsteps of the gradually disappearing figures started with me and ended with me.
Mortician Albinism White Cut Black Cut White Attack
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Graduate student and teaching assistant with autism
Mission: To pass on the fire from generation to generation
