What Are You Talking About? Let's Talk to My Senior Sister.

Under the global disaster of mosquito mutation, the so-called "control" is nothing but self-deception. The civilized order is rapidly collapsing. Only China, like the only stubborn stone in the rapids, barely maintains the illusion of a "normal society" with its unique technology deeply rooted in its cultural heritage. On the corpses of a fallen city in a certain country, a team of investigators with ancient Nuo masks on their faces stood silently. There is no equipment, and the leader of the team members whispers high-frequency in their skulls: "Report to the center, the war zone has been cleared. Traces of the activities of our advance team have been found, but the biosignal scan shows that there are no casualties and no one is stranded." The signal arrived in China instantly. In a quiet room, a man pointed at the mysterious ancient seal, and the order was passed without saying a word: "Received. Execute the 'Return to Ruins' plan. Our first task is to ensure that civilization will not be cut off." Every instruction he gives is related to the survival of civilization. The country of China has become the last safe haven in the apocalypse, but those familiar with it understand that this is not a victory, but a costly persistence. People outside want to come in in order to survive; people inside want to get out in order to regain more future for mankind. All this is just like the message widely circulated on the desperate network, whose publisher is called "There is no right or wrong culture, but it would be wrong if it didn't have it": "It is arrogant to judge the level of culture, but in doomsday screening, size itself is a kind of strength." ——This is not an invasion, but a cruel competition about "who can save more fire before dawn."