Reject the Messianic Declaration

In the post-apocalyptic era where science and technology are highly developed, as a laid-back fish with nothing to worry about, Xu Yu's only worry is, why haven't the admission results of the three colleges been released yet? Until finally there was an email in her mailbox. Admission notice? Yay! Messianic declaration? Etc! To be, or not to be, that is the question. Xu Eucalyptus:...? What does this have to do with me? The small red text at the bottom is so bright that it reads: "This declaration only supports Ironman mode - no saving, no resurrection, and old files cannot be loaded temporarily." Lie down when you can, and start doing it when you can't. It's the ultimate wonderful adventure of making rotten salted fish. Salvation declarations follow results.