This world devours people and never spits out the bones.
I’m Chen Tusheng, a lousy rickshaw puller. Every morning I open my eyes owing eighty copper coins for the rickshaw. If I don’t earn enough, my whole family starves.
But compared to my father, what is a little hardship like mine?
He fought for his country and ended up with a crippled leg and a “veteran’s stipend certificate.”
Now, when he drags his ruined body out to claim what he’s owed, the officials just lean back and sneer:
“You want money from us? The place where you fought is now a foreign concession! If you’ve got the guts, go ask the Westerners for it!”
At that moment, the light in my father’s eyes died for good.
This world is rotten to the core.
The rickshaw company squeezes us, the patrolmen extort us, and wealthy passengers humiliate us... I put up with it.
But when even the justice my father paid for in blood gets trampled into the dirt, I understand: no matter how fast I run, I can’t escape a life that devours people!
Unless... I become more ruthless than they are!
A blue screen appears before my eyes. Every step I take pulling the rickshaw raises my experience:
【Footwork (Minor Achievement)】【emoji】【Strength gradually growing, footwork taking shape】
At the escort agency’s assessment that day, I kicked a trained fighter off his feet.
From then on, I was no longer someone running for his life. I was someone who could take lives.
“I used to run because I was powerless. Now? I’ll make every one of those people who ride on our backs... die on their knees!”
