Beiguang Chronicle

On November 13, 2035, on the eve of the winter solstice, the sky in Shengjing City split. The shock wave spreading from the north was not an aurora, not a weapon, but a harvest. When Lin Xiaobei, a senior high school student, was writing questions on the earthen kang in Wanliujie Village, the world was reinterpreted: his bones turned into luminous blue prisms, his skin was as transparent as crystal, and a navigation totem to another dimension grew on the back of his hand. The first three shock waves screened, transformed, and reduced the dimensions of human beings; the fourth shock wave folded the city into the shape the scavenger wanted—the muddy river hung upside down, the buildings melted, and millions of citizens were compressed into a torrent of data in golden pipes. In this crazy new world where the body becomes a weapon and memory becomes a map, Lin Xiaobei takes only a bag of Hongtashan, a pair of magnetic levitation running shoes, and his sister snatched from the data cage, and escapes into the folds of the dimension - where all the "errors" deleted by the world are piled up: the frozen wedding, the folded doctor, and the roasted sweet potato stand that is always parked in 2035. When everyone told him to "give up the human form to survive," and when his body with a fitness level of 71.3% Screamed on the edge of collapse, this ordinary boy who just wanted to go to college and deliver winter vegetables to his sister decided not to run away. He wanted to go north along the rusty railway and go behind the "door" to see which bastard collapsed the beams of his house. This is not a passionate legend about superheroes saving the world. This is a live record from the folded city - about how to not forget that you were a human on the way to becoming a monster.