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Yeliang, who had just been discharged from the mental hospital, died and later came to another world. He became Xiaoqi, the lowest level member of the human race's Demon Suppression Department. He originally wanted to inherit his father's eight-character mantra and just hang around every day, but he didn't realize it. What? You said there are demons in this world. Sorry, I am an atheist. The huge scorpion tail pressed across the sky above, blocking out the sky and the sun. The strong human race turned into a thick stream of light that broke through the sky and bombarded the scorpion tail, splashing blood and flesh all over the sky. Ye Liang touched the blood on his face. "Doctor, my illness may be getting worse."

This is the apocalypse after the virus outbreak, a paradise for the dead and a land for the living. It is a world full of ruins and nuclear-contaminated wastewater. In order to stay alive, the surviving people have built a hundred-meter-high wall to resist the corpses. After the Ice Age, the icebergs that drifted to land melted, and huge prehistoric creatures opened their gray eyes. All species in the world are forced to evolve, humans mutate, and evil geniuses emerge in endlessly. This is the intertwining of mechanical civilization and gunfire, and the confrontation between the two extremes of species evolution. Or maybe it's the game of gods above the sky. Under the gray sky, Ye Liang picks up the black Tang knife and walks in the end of the world, delivering the fireworks of the new calendar.