Today, I happened to be chatting with a friend about the market situation and future prospects. Thinking back to the end of 2022, I was once in excruciating pain and confusion, always looking at my past stories to cheer and heal myself. At that time, we were in a state of disarray, and naturally we didn't expect there would be inscriptions or AI memes later on. We just tried our best to survive first. I don't know what stories will come later, nor do I know how many months or years it will take for Hope Onion to be shattered and rebuilt, but there is no road in this world. With more people walking, it becomes a road. Protect the principal, collect it when it's ready, and don't fall into the long darkness before dawn. It will be beautiful after dawn.