Chapter 1: Prophecy

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Tong Wei has lived on the earth for 23 years, with a harmonious family and a harmonious parents, and a plain but satisfying life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info sleeps on the night of his birthday, but he doesn't want to start the prologue chapter of his dream-like journey.

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Tong Wei seemed to have had a dream, in the dream the flowers and plants withered, the earth withered, the corpses of human birds and beasts were everywhere, the gray sky could no longer shed a little sunlight, the heavy haze seemed to have pressed overhead, and the yellow sand in the gusts of wind rolled the desolation of the whole world.

There was an unknown clicking sound in the air, as if the whole world was disintegrating and breaking, and the tiny cobweb-like cracks were constantly spreading, as if in a few more years, the earth would turn into powder.

The inexplicable flow of air from the ground caused the last remaining creatures to die instantly. In the dream, she had accepted this fact from the crazy despair crying, but she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in her heart, not for the destruction of all mankind, but just for her own family, and the cold body of her loved one in front of her.

The sky was so gray that it was almost impossible to see the speed of time, there was no sunlight, no insects, and the only clock that could feel time had stopped turning because of the sudden rumbling waves from the center of the earth. To be precise, all electronic products, the products of science and technology, have been destroyed in an instant and ended with mankind.

This once beautiful blue planet finally let out its own suppressed roar when it was about to end.

Everything is corrupting, maybe less than a second, maybe hundreds of years. The bodies of the big dogs on the side of the road have been dried by the air! The cars on the road have been corroded to the point of being riddled with holes! The trees have been wiped out in an instant, and the weaker flowers and plants have also turned into dust with the wind.

The tall buildings seem to have turned into huge tombs, and the whistling sand and dust seem to be noisy, desolate, angry, fearful, and desperate for the world.

In this dream, which is like a hundred years, it seems like a moment, but it is like a slow motion showing the process of destruction. Some thoughts that I didn't dare to conceive rushed into Tong Wei's brain frantically

"If it's a dream, maybe it's just that I've watched too many movies. ”

Tong Wei lowered his head, thinking of another possibility, his arms trembling slightly, his eyes flashed with confusion and horror, and his low trembling murmur revealed the most real possibility.

"But this quick shot is like a dream that is about to happen on Earth...... It's all too true. ”

Although she subconsciously hoped that it was the first possibility, this feeling of the real world made Tong Wei clear that this might be something that might happen in the future in the form of a dream.

Looking at the mottled tragic scene under his transparent hands, the depressed feeling in Tong Wei's heart seemed to be the sky in this dream, gray, low, and depressing.

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She didn't know how long this situation had lasted, she seemed to be alive, and she seemed to be dead, she was conscious, looking at the apocalyptic scene in front of her, the earth without life was a ruin, obviously there was no life, but it seemed that she could still hear a mournful cry.

The raging dust wind seemed to tell something in rhythm, but in this high-pitched and gloomy voice, Tong Wei only understood anger and sadness.

"Am I in a dream, or am I in reality, am I alive or dead? Why can't I feel anyone now?"

Looking up at the gray sky, Tong Wei no longer knew how long this scene would last.

In the waiting and wandering of the years, she wondered about the existence of her consciousness, grieved the loss of her family, panicked that she could not find a human being, feared the silence around her, and now, she despaired of being 'alive' every day.

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