Wasteland Messenger

When I was besieged by a group of skeletal black dogs, the man and his "army" swaggered past the devastated wasteland, with a look as if he was declaring that "the wasteland is my home." That man saved my life and then introduced me to his company, Qianqiu Express. So I became a messenger in this wasteland. He is a messenger who delivers letters and a messenger who connects the truth of history.