The Final Sequence

[My name is Xu Ye. I died of a sudden heart attack at the ripe old age of eighteen.]

[I transmigrated to another world.]

[I opened A Global History, only to discover that this world has just a hundred years of history.]

[I walked up to a mirror. A pair of hands emerged from it and grabbed me by the throat. Maybe my good looks made him jealous?]

[I lay down in bed to sleep. A woman's face appeared on the ceiling. She stared at me, her gaze fixed relentlessly on me. I slowly took off my pants. She looked away.]

[I've been pondering this for five minutes now. This world is seriously messed up.]

This is an extraordinarily dangerous wasteland world, teeming with distortion, contamination, mutation, madness... and Xu Ye.