After dinner, it was past seven. The moon was still the same moon, the night sky still the same night sky, but the human world was no longer the same world.
The quiet village occasionally echoed with a beast-like howl, without warning, like a defiant cry of the deceased.
At the entrance to Shuwa Village, the person on guard at the fertilizer shop changed from Chen Hanzhou to Yuwen.
After a day of thrilling struggles, everyone gathered in the Mercedes VS RV. Some sat on the sofa, others sat cross-legged on the carpet, while in front of Zhang Su lay a laptop connected to the RV's TV.
"Damn, Wu Lue, what kind of crap videos do you have on this broken computer? It's either men and women, women and women, or damn men turned into women, women turned into men—what is all this? Can't you have something decent?"
