"Why does this sound like a beginner's guide?" Sun Hang muttered, "Do you have a name?"
"I've used many names... To survive, I've forged many fake identities..." The girl lowered her head, "I don't even know what my name is. To survive in this city, I'm willing to do any job... as long as I can have something to eat."
For some reason, a trace of sympathy suddenly emerged in Sun Hang's heart.
Could it be because this girl's experience was somewhat similar to his own past?
Equally without identity, equally carrying mimetic anomalies... struggling to survive in a civilization entirely composed of humans, while trying every possible way not to expose one's identity...
"What have you done?"
"Supermarket cashier, handing out flyers on the street, internet café manager, electronics factory worker... I even worked at a construction site. I'm very strong, I can do all the work that adult men can do, but for some reason, the foreman kicked me out after just two days." The girl answered.
