The morning sun emerges from the sky, piercing the world that has no light.

It rained for a long time, and the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the sun rose and the moon set, and the only way to know how much time had passed could only be known by the turn of the clock.

The huge amount of rainfall means "sweeping" this small city, whether it is a living corpse manipulated by bacteria, a herd of beasts that are gradually evolving, and there may still be surviving humans.

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