Listening to your favorite old songs, the surroundings are still full of the taste of the past, praising the good old times. All the qiē is like yesterday, everything is as usual. Only the bustling crowds are absent and the endless traffic stops. In my ears, there was no sound except my favorite song.

Take off your headphones and the world will be as silent as death.

Myself, alone.

Memories of the past seem to have happened just a few minutes ago. What were you doing? Staying in a warm, cozy place, maybe you've just finished something and want to sit down and rest. After a while, be prepared for the new rush. I used to have a comfortable home and a stable life.

War has long since taken you all.

The global intercontinental war that broke out in the first year of the First Sino-Japanese War plunged the world into chaos. In order to satisfy the ultimate pursuit of killing, humans have thrown everything into the flames of war and smelted in an attempt to forge some kind of ultimate weapon.

One of his own qiē is gone. Sitting on top of the ruins, his nose was filled with choking gunpowder smoke and the rancid stench of rotten meat, and all around him were the wolf-like eyes of those mercenaries. The only thing that can be done now is to try to survive. Everyone who survived the war struggled desperately. As a survivor, it's actually unfortunate. We have to endure hunger, sickness, and finally die in despair.

Do you want to know what happened and what took you all?

Will you keep moving forward and change this qiē?