I Hunt Gods in the Dark

At some point, the murmurings beside the bed were no longer my mother's tender stories. The night bus no longer leads to the familiar hometown. The familiar people around me have more disguises under their smiles. The famous Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School was forgotten by everyone overnight. The world is falling apart. They call themselves gods, regard humans as food, and turn cities into hunting grounds. But forget the most primitive laws of nature: The hunter will eventually become the prey. In this dark hunting ground, there is no eternal winner. Gods - are no exception.