This is a world destroyed by countless nuclear bombs and natural disasters. There are no powers, no time travel machines, and no saviors.
Eighteen-year-old An Bo only had a dilapidated car and a loyal dog left, and she had less than three months left to live.
The end point of this journey of death is the city of Noah - a city that has long been reduced to ruins. Anbo had to go there to find a rumored name, because her life was not the only thing hanging around her neck. Of course, no one has ever found it alive, and An Bo doesn't think he will be an exception.
The journey was long, lonely and hopeless, until Anbo met Aisen. Anbo saved Aisen's life, and this woman never seemed to care about her own life or death, risking her life just to retrieve an old lighter.
It is such a woman who is like a "madman" in An Bo's eyes and insists on repaying An Bo for saving her two lives. After learning that An Bo's life was in a countdown, she proposed a ridiculous deal:
"I will accompany you through this journey. If you fail, I will collect your body for you, scatter your ashes where you want to go, and take care of your dog by the way."
So a ridiculous journey began. Two people, a dog, and a car, heading towards death.
The elusive black market, the tombkeepers wandering in the wasteland, the legendary Noah's City that became the fuse of nuclear war... They pulled the end of the thread and kept groping towards the truth hidden under the ruins.
However, the net called "destiny" has already tightly wrapped them, and many people and things were destined from the beginning. People you have never met are particularly friendly, while people who have been around you suddenly feel strange. When the secrets of the past are revealed and the cruel facts are laid bare in front of them, how should they choose?
Eisen: Hello! Stop thinking so much and get in the car first! It's only a day to live!
The parked pickup truck drove toward the wilderness, raising two plumes of dust.
The world cannot get better. There is no difference between the eighteen levels of hell and the seventeen levels of hell.
If you are destined to embark on this end of the road, then please prick up your ears and listen to the echo coming from the ruins and the wind - it comes from both heaven and love.
Intention: Love resists desolation
