An interstellar immigrant who makes a living by picking up garbage, by chance, is bound to the soul system of the interstellar supreme commander.
The meanest commoner has the most noble power. From then on, she has been treacherous and greedy, like an endless scroll unfolding in her life——
If you are a cat or a dog, and a flood comes to the world, where can you find your ark in this world? There are white bones everywhere on the jade steps, and the sincerity turns into Shura in a blink of an eye.
There is no one to trust, no branch to rely on, only the tip of the knife to move forward, cutting a bloody path.
Where are the heroes? Some are just the most difficult times, but you have to tell yourself to raise your head.
Intention: There is only one way, the tip of the knife is forward.