李浩 tightened the collar of his coat, shivered slightly, and glanced at the grey, overcast sky. He checked his pockets and pulled out the only remaining thing left - a slightly bent iron pipe, which was the only weapon he had. Looking around, he found himself in an unfamiliar street. Chestnut trees lined the street, decorated with red, yellow, and green leaves, but the street itself was desolate. No pedestrians, no shops, and the snowflakes that fell from the sky were the only things that gave him a sense of this place.

He sighed and walked along the street. The road had been covered with a thin layer of snow, and every step made a soft sound of snow crunching. Suddenly, a car rushed by, and he quickly dodged to the side of the road to avoid being hit.

"Hey, get out of the way! Do you want to die?!" the driver shouted from the car window, "Are you blind?!"

Li Hao ignored his curses and continued walking. He had been thrown into this world by mistake, and now he had to survive by himself. He had no money, no skills, and no friends. He could only rely on himself to find a way out.