Chapter 1 The end of the world is coming

The sun in the sky was shining scorchingly, as if it was going to bake people dry, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of rotting flesh.

The corpses lay crookedly on the ground, spreading in large areas. The scene was like purgatory. Only a small number of people were left as skinny as firewood, staggering on the road ahead, with empty eyes, as if they had already seen the corpses. The sight in front of me was numb.

A skinny woman stopped and rubbed the pain from hunger cramps in her stomach. She looked up at the endless road in front of her and said angrily, "Dad, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the base alive."

The middle-aged man following her hunched over and gathered his sleeves, stepped forward to support the woman, "Xiaowan, just hold on, as long as we get to the base, we will have food and we will be saved."

"Dad, this is already the ninth year. So many people have died. We have lived a long time until today. I have lived enough." Jiang Wan looked at the corpses everywhere, "I can't hold on anymore. Now after so many years of consumption, the country can hardly survive and has no time to rescue us."

Father Jiang's dry lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. He wanted to find some reason to comfort his daughter, but he couldn't even find an excuse to comfort himself, so how could he comfort others?

During the years when natural disasters struck, they relied on their survival instinct to survive day by day. Now that he thought about it carefully, he didn't understand why he lived in this purgatory-like world.

"If you keep persisting, maybe you will see hope tomorrow. We have persisted for so long. If we give up now, we will regret our past efforts."

Father Jiang reached into his arms with his skinny hands and took out a small piece of cake, secretly stuffing it into Jiang Wan's hand, and looked around vigilantly to see if anyone was watching.

At this time, food is life.

Jiang Wan pinched the earth cake in her hand, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

This was the relief food distributed by the state to their relocation team three days ago. The quantity was not large, and the two of them worked hard to grab a piece. Chewing a little when they were hungry could always save their lives.

This kind of earth cake is made of crushed leaves and bark and mixed with soil. It can be seen that the country has almost run out of ammunition and food, so it will issue this kind of earth cake, which was trampled under its feet before. things as food.

If the disaster does not end, mankind will have no choice but to wait for the fate of extinction.

Thinking about this, Jiang Wan secretly put the cake in her hand into her mouth while covering it with her hands.

However, at this moment, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, followed by warm blood, and the cake in my hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Jiang Wan used her last strength to turn around and saw several people throwing away bloody stones and picking up earth cakes from the ground.

Seeing this situation, Father Jiang had his throat wiped with a knife before he could resist, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and before she died, Jiang Wan seemed to hear someone shouting, "Catch it quickly, it's warm."

After being dazed for a long time, her consciousness gathered again. Jiang Wan sat up suddenly and quickly touched the back of her head with both hands.

The first thing you feel is smooth hair, not chicken coop like withered grass, and the body is wearing soft pajamas.

After calming down, Jiang Wan looked around her, the soft bed, the warmly decorated bedroom, and on the bedside were the leftover shortbread she had eaten before going to bed last night, and a bottle of leftover milk tea.

A ray of bright morning sun shines through the gap in the curtains, and everything is so beautiful.

Jiang Wan's first reaction when seeing the food was that she quickly picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth, wolfing it down, fearing that the food would disappear in the next moment. This was a habit developed in disasters.

It wasn't until I choked on the biscuit that I took a few sips of milk tea and felt the sweet taste in my mouth that I calmed down from the panic.

She seemed to have had a long, long dream. Everything in the dream was so real that she could still feel the pain in the back of her head and the stomach cramps caused by long-term hunger.

"Is this a dream? Or am I reborn?" Jiang Wan was so stunned that she couldn't recover.

"Yes, and no." A voice suddenly sounded in the room, "Everything you experience in your dream is the ending of your life. This system only allows you to experience these experiences in advance in your dream."

Jiang Wan's scalp was numb from the sudden sound.

She rented a house and lived alone outside. Now someone suddenly spoke in the room, she was naturally frightened.

"Who is it? Come out quickly." Jiang Wan looked around and saw no one. She tremblingly touched the fruit knife on the bedside table and looked around cautiously.

Seeing her pale face, the system sighed helplessly, thinking of its last host and how ecstatic it was after learning of its existence, which was in stark contrast to the one in front of it.

"Don't be afraid. I am a system from the PX-05 parallel universe. I am just a program that resides in your mind. The voices you hear come from your mind. I am not a bad person."

Jiang Wan jumped out of bed with a fruit knife in doubt, carefully bent over and looked under the bed and then in the closet.

The room was only that big. Jiang Wan searched for all the places where he could hide people. After finding nothing, he spoke in a trembling voice, "What kind of disaster, what kind of future system, what the hell is this."

The weather outside is obviously bright, and the world is still so beautiful.

Seeing that she had recovered from the panic, the system explained again, "This world will usher in an unprecedented disaster. Various natural disasters will come one after another. The number of people who can survive in the world is less than 100 million. The severity of this disaster, I believe you

I also felt it in my dreams, and the emergence of this system may change your destiny. I wonder if you are willing to cooperate."

Disaster, apocalypse, less than 100 million people survive!

Jiang Wan worked hard to digest the words in her system, but she didn't want to believe it.

But the experience in her dream was so real that she couldn't believe it, if it was really like what she saw.

Of the eight billion people in the world, less than one percent can survive. And for ordinary people like them who have nothing, the survival rate is almost zero.

Jiang Wan opened the curtains and looked at the good weather outside, as well as the pedestrians walking up and down the street, and the hawking vendors. Everything was so beautiful. How did it turn into such a terrifying purgatory on earth?

She patted her head hard with both hands and recalled everything she had experienced. It was now March of 3022, and there would be dark clouds covering the next few months.

We couldn't even see the sun for several years. At that time, people just thought the weather was bad and no one cared.

The real disaster started with an epidemic next month, which swept the world, killing countless people and wailing.

However, that was just the beginning. Every disaster we experienced in the next nine years was more terrifying and hopeless than the epidemic.
Chapter completed!