Late autumn in the 1990s, in Hengzhou's old riverside district.
Hua Qiang had spent eight years scraping by at the bottom of society, learning the law of the jungle. He seemed cold and steady on the outside, but fear often lingered in his heart. All his toughness was merely self-preservation, forced upon him by circumstances. He had hoped to protect his brothers and live peacefully with them, but an inexplicable disaster struck without warning. The sky split open, the world changed, and the entire old district crumbled and vanished amid the turbulent currents of the void.
Swept into a spatial rift, he fell into an endless primeval wilderness.
No System, no golden finger, no backer, alone with nothing but a short blade he had carried for years. The dense forest was dangerous and unknown, with little food or water and threats on every side.
He was an ordinary man from the streets. He could panic, break down, and fear death, but there was no turning back. Trapped in desperation, he could only suppress his fear and fight to survive, step by step, searching the wilderness for a way to live and uncovering the secrets behind the disaster.
