The surroundings were a silent wilderness, with only the occasional chirps of birds. 。In a corner of the factory, sparks occasionally flew out. A bonfire burned quietly, and a long shadow flickered on the ruins. 。,Without overthinking the order of these two characters, following the principle of what sounds good, his adoptive father, who had the good fortune to have read a few books, named him—Mu Fan.,Mu Fan wasn't the kind of cold that his neighbors described. Instead, he felt a coldness that made his brain incredibly calm and clear. This made him very, he didn't know why, he always felt hungry but found his endurance seemed to be several times, or maybe even more, than those around him... He had no concept, and he wasn't interested in asking.。