Every day, I persist with rehabilitation exercises, then wander around the empty base before returning to my room to binge-watch shows on my personal terminal.
Even though there's no internet, Qingqiu is a resourceful girl; she filled her server to the brim before the network went down.
Life in the post-apocalyptic era is just that dull.
There's no need to venture into the wild. Within a hundred kilometers, Qingqiu has everything under control, and there's essentially no valuable resources. The few shelters are just barely surviving, living for the moment without hope for tomorrow.
There are no mutated bosses outside, nor zombies dropping any loot. Just a few cyborgs and robots moving about, executing pre-set commands.
Luo Yao still can't remember anything from after his crossing. He knows those memories exist but has no idea what force has sealed them within his mind, no matter how hard he tries, he can't dig them out.
"Maybe it's a glitch."
