This is a broken era. Gray mist shrouded, heresy descended. Deformed and hideous monsters of flesh and blood struggled to break free from their mechanical shells, roared inside the sticky steel, and crawled under the confused neon lights. ...... Jiangcheng in the severe cold of December Waking up in the middle of the night, his eyes were blurry. There was a sound of ticking water, he was tied in the bathtub, the shower slowly turned on the water, and the water was already up to his chin. It was about 20 minutes before he was drowned. Many people die in this area every day People. Jiang Cheng counted the remaining time, lay peacefully in the bathtub, and began to recall the first half of his life according to the process.