Eternal Night Gene Chain

In 3004 AD, a meteorite sealed the sun into a one-way mirror, and light and heat were pumped back into space. Plants die first, bugs change first, and humans are infected last—and most painfully, because we have civilization, memory, and "choice." Zhang Qingqing, a night shift worker at a convenience store, had a crush on a girl for two years before the end, and did not dare to look up at her. After the apocalypse, he had a silver wrench with B7 engraved on his waist, and his abdomen was wrapped with a luminous egg white membrane brought out by the blood well. The pseudo-danchen gene lock was crooked, and the three-yuan simultaneous burning was abnormal every step of the way. He is not the savior. He could barely even save himself. When machines burn humans in the sky for warmth, when the Purifiers claim to purify all mutations, when the corruption of the old order and the madness of new life come at the same time - the swarms of insects deep in the dark river have begun to learn how to write. "0.7 Is also life. Life cannot be wasted." "The trees in the garden are gone, but when spring comes, old flowers will bloom again." "Anger is not for burning, but for casting. Grief is not for crying, but for padding. Reluctance is not for dying, but for living." This is a minimalist epic about "living". There is no system, no golden fingers, only a wrench, a boatload of disabled people, and the simplest blood and bones in the depths of the eternal night. Under the eternal night, the genetic evolution route of all life is bound by chains. And Zhang Mingming is the anomaly outside the chain. He is not very strong. He's just still there.