"Fallen leaves have no roots, a single thread cannot form a line.
There's nothing to rely on, nor any desire to wander."
........
Li Yu stood on the balcony, wearing headphones, listening to music downloaded before the Doomsday outbreak.
Listening to this song stirred endless emotions within him.
Leaves returning to their roots, amidst the apocalypse, many people extinguished their humanity, living like Walking Dead, without hope, without goals.
Spirit and body, only the body remains, to keep the body alive, yet the spirit is utterly empty.
In his past life, it was the same.
This is living, but merely living.
Fortunately, rebirth gave him a chance to feel familial love, romantic love, and friendship.
All of this is extremely precious.
.....
The next day, Ding Jiu compiled the materials needed for the expansion of the Third Outer City early in the morning and made multiple copies for everyone.
Li Yu also received a copy.
