March 19, Overcast
Today is the last night before the war, and it could also be the last night of my life, but I have no regrets, because this is a great war.
I feel honored for everyone who participates in this war. Most wars throughout history have been ugly, but this is an exception.
Although we are in darkness, we are fighting for something great.
...
In the camp, a person dressed in a Security Bureau uniform is silently writing in a diary.
"Wang Kang, what are you doing?" Ge Yunhua leaned beside him and asked, although he had lost a hand, he became an Extraordinary, stronger than most people.
"Writing a diary, I write one every day—it's my habit." Wang Kang closed his eyes, put away the diary, and tucked it into his chest, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"An admirable habit." Xu Kai gave a thumbs up.
"What's so admirable about that?" Wang Kang looked at Xu Kai with some surprise.
