"Human beings are still too young to know that the gifts given by fate have already been marked with a secret price." The wizened old man in the disaster murmured. The next moment, the overwhelming darkness suddenly pressed down. The goddess of war used her scythe to harvest the life that was not alive and then rushed to the next life without stopping.
The people hiding in the bunker were trembling, fearing that their last habitat would be deprived of them. Fortunately, they survived in the bunker and even thrived like this. It was difficult, but compared to the scorched earth surface, the bunker was already a rare paradise. They spent hundreds of years in the bunker like this.
Another hundred years later, many people were thinking about returning to the surface. The expedition team took the lead and brought back the good news even though the entire army was almost wiped out. It was possible to return to the surface. The surface was no longer so dry, and the impact of the war had become much smaller under the influence of time.
Someone took the first step, and Liu Bai, Mei'er, Feng Ling, Wu Zhen, and Xu Xuan in the first level were eager to take the second step. They may have righteousness or selfishness, but they must face their fate. I hope they find their own value.
Intention: Get out of confusion and find value in disasters. Never abandon or give up in the process of realizing value. Stick to your heart and look back, you will realize that the value you have realized is more than just a little bit. The twists and turns in the middle are just a little bit of wind and frost.