After emerging from the Dead Realm of the Future God, Gao Ming had already confirmed that his memory had been manipulated by Fate. He and the vast majority of the citizens in the city were "cultivated"; their futures were also predetermined.
But now Gao Ming had a chance to change that, he might become the first person to truly leave Hanhai.
The main thoroughfare leading out of the city was wide and clean, as if many vehicles came and went every day, yet who could imagine that all of this was an illusion.
Where the vehicles heading out of the city ultimately went, no one knew. Perhaps they had never left Hanhai, or maybe the drivers were accomplices as well.
Mars crackled, exploding in the brazier modified from the Shenkan (Shrine), crackling as the flames danced beneath a thick layer of ash formed from countless black and white photos, within which one could faintly make out the faces of crying people.
