Strange Tales Came, and I, Who Was Tired of the World, Was Forced to Save the World.

In the year 3017 of the Silver Lunar Calendar, a gray fog quietly descended on Blue Star, and no one cared. In the year 3019 of the Blood Moon Calendar, peace is no longer there, ghost stories have come to reality, and the departed old friends have returned to the world. The ghost baby in the abandoned baby tower is crying and looking for its parents, and the bleeding teenager in the Nigerian factory crawls towards investors with twisted limbs... This is the cruelest era and the fairest era. Resentment can kill people, and all bad things will come back to the creditor. The undead return to reality, and strange stories descend on the surface. Human beings risk everything just to preserve the fire of their own civilization. In the year 3020 of the Blood Moon Calendar, people practice evil ways and ghosts roam the night. Fear and strangeness coexist in the fog, and more and more strange stories are spawned by fear. At the moment of life and death, Huo Xiao looked calm, and he carved out a piece of pure land in Fengdu with his flesh and blood. "I don't like this world, but the backbone of our predecessors who stood up for us cannot allow me to bow my head and admit defeat to the monsters."