Return from Bangcheon

This is the worst of times, Alien species and zombies are rampant, natural disasters continue, the power of [corruption] has turned the cutting-edge weapons that humans are proud of into scrap metal, and artificial intelligence and big data analysis have become waste that only consumes water... With the aura of high technology gone, the fragility of human beings is clearly visible. Fortunately, this land supports a people like weeds, who struggle to survive in purgatory and fear death in pain. "If our grave was watered by the rain~ Would roses bloom~" The young Xie Wan was lying on his mother's lap, pointing to the eternal starry sky, and said in a childish voice: "Now the best time has come, because I was born!" Xie Fei's head suddenly collapsed, and little Xie Wan covered his forehead with tears in his eyes. "Don't put the yoke of the savior on a free soul," "You just want to thank me and be yourself." The fifteen-year-old Xie lost his youthful spirit and scolded Fang Qiu. The twenty-four-year-old Xie Da's supervisory diary contains a photo that could not be put together. In this worst of times, there is the best of us. Love brain cry bag bamboo horse male protagonist × paranoid, strong and persevering young childhood sweetheart female protagonist BG