This vast universe, not to mention the floating world of three thousand! In the long river of time spanning hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many splendid civilizations have been submerged.

The vast sea of stars once gave birth to such a pearl-like planet, but now it has become dark and the sky is hazy. Once a million-strong city, it's now a zombie paradise.

The surviving human beings survived, building safe zones and fortresses in high-rise buildings on various street corners, guarding the last pure land of living beings.

I can't remember the beginning of it all, maybe it was from the bird that suddenly fell, maybe it was the homeless man in the city who was bitten to death by a mad dog. However, from the moment the catastrophe came, the army of steel surrounded the city, and the people of the city were kept in captivity like animals, allowing the virus to spread, turning living people into walking corpses. They regularly dropped supplies at fixed points, and anyone who dared to approach the military line was killed on the spot.

Panic, despair, helplessness, anger emerge first, laws lapsed, governments are paralyzed, socio-economic collapse, angry men take to the streets, wreak havoc. Rapes, robberies, brawls were staged all the time, and even the first airdrop of supplies caused a big fight among the people around them, and the corpses and stumps were scattered all over the place around the drop point.

Tragedy befalls everyone, and no one is immune. They shouted and howled, but in vain. They wept and went crazy, but everything was in vain.

Then, the decadence swept over the abandoned place, and they stopped hurting each other. The corpses left behind in the first stage are decaying, and a massive plague has once again struck the scarred city.

Those who are still alive have to gather separately and form alliances, although there are still internal fights due to differences of opinion. Groups of survivors are rushing for supplies, supermarkets, relief centers, and even restaurants are still scrambling.

The virus is spreading silently, first controlling the violent vandals and making them more powerful vectors, and then the displaced animals. As humanity's internal attrition draws to a close, the zombie virus once again punches the vulnerable survivors.

Once the glory of this place is gone, drunk with gold, a dream. A luxury car with gold diamonds is not even as good as a bread with a belly.

On this day, the devil crawled out of hell and slaughtered wantonly, wolves fought in the smoke of gunpowder, blood was splashed everywhere, human civilization was burned to the ground, and the eyes were devastated.

But just as failure breeds success, so so sin breeds hope. Along with the coming of the devil, there is also the bloom of beautiful life, and they carry the light that symbolizes the dawn on their shoulders.