"Plop."
A series of light footsteps came from the distance.
It was a young man, with short hair and long beard, covered in dust all over. The most distinctive part was that he was carrying a rice bag in his hand, containing tree leaves, moldy steamed buns, and even rotten meat.
Before the apocalypse, the man worked for a state-owned enterprise, young and promising, highly valued by his superiors. It wouldn't be long before he would be sent abroad for further training, and upon returning, he would secure a director position.
His parents were alive.
His wife was gentle.
And he had a pair of twin children, a boy and a girl. You could say he was a definite winner in life. But who could have imagined, after waking up from a nap at home, everything would undergo a drastic change.
