Old Cells

When the unpredictable old days awakened with his black mist and red moon, the world fell into an eternal night of depravity. With less than 10% of the population left, humans huddled in the steam-belching brass city. They used the space of destiny to enter the terrifying copy and gain extraordinary power. However, they still lingered on and were on the verge of extinction. So, the writer stepped forward. "Only the Old One can defeat the Old One!" Li En, who has a pink oval cell mass, is looking at his diary, with two small tentacles in front of him alternately, thinking seriously. "So, is this the reason for summoning me?"