Qin Qianbai raced through the half-destroyed city, his heart burning with urgency.
Everything had happened too suddenly, giving no one time to prepare. Just minutes ago everyone had been discussing how to spend the weekend, how to improve the designs of new weapons, and then a few minutes later, the entire city of Cangshou was hit with a blackout; almost everyone vanished without a trace, as the red evil entity extended its poisonous hand to his friends... And Qiluo, who was always harmless, was the first one targeted.
"Don't die, Qiluo."
While alive, you could argue, be angry, or engage in heart-wrenching love battles, but once dead, there was nothing left—no songs, no laughter, no casual chats. Only the empty seat in the small club made everyone uncomfortable.
