"Tick! Backbite! Backbite! ”

The rapid alarm sounded suddenly, and in the huge research room, all the researchers involuntarily stopped what they were doing and looked up at the siren that emitted a strange red light.

"Level 1 Alert Smith!"

"In!"

A black man in a pure white research coat replied loudly and walked up to the man in the center of the research room.

Dr. Langton, Director of the Oregon Level 1 Meteorological Research Office and an authority in the field of meteorological research.

"Smith, fast-forward to Section C to check all the instrumentation and get me all the weather data here. I want to know what's going on. ”

"Got it, Director!"

Black Smith replied loudly, turned and ran out of the lab.

"Others don't stop what they're doing, maybe it's just a little hurricane."

Langton's majestic voice echoed in the research room, although he was old, his eyebrows still revealed a majestic aura, listening to his voice was also full of strength, obviously his body was hard, full of energy.

"Director"

A timid voice suddenly sounded around Langton, causing him to frown.

"What's the matter?"

Standing beside Langton at this moment is none other than the least senior intern researcher in this laboratory, Dong Shi, a Chinese who is only thirty years old.

Langton has always hated and loved this intern. What I love is that although Dong Shi is still young, he has a very solid foundation, has a lot of meteorological knowledge, and has published several papers in famous discipline magazines that have caused a sensation in the academic circles, and is a veritable new star in the field of meteorological research.

But compared with his strong knowledge base of meteorology, Dong Shi's personality has always been criticized. If not for anything else, it is Dong Shi's natural timid surname. Although he has long been famous in the field of meteorological research, he has no demeanor at all, and he is always afraid that he will do something wrong. It is because of this surname that Langton hates and loves him, or rather, hates iron but not steel.

"Director, I'd like to ask you to show me, it's getting dark outside."

Dong Shi's voice was very weak, and he couldn't hear it clearly if he didn't listen carefully, but fortunately, Langton's hearing had not deteriorated much, and he could still hear Dong Shi's speech clearly.

“”

Langton pondered for a while, then took the lead in turning around and walking towards the outside of the research room, Dong Shi on the side saw this, a trace of joy appeared between his eyebrows, and then followed in small steps, and kept paying attention not to run in front of Langton, and kept a small distance of half a body from him.

Soon, the two walked out of the research room. When they opened the outermost door, a strong wind blew wantonly towards them, the strength of the wind was simply terrifying, Dong Shi stumbled, and was actually blown to the ground by the strong wind. As for Langton, he firmly grasped the doorknob, so that he was not blown down by the strong wind.

Strong winds come and go as fast as they come, and they disappear in an instant. Dong Shi patted the dust on his body and slowly stood up.

"Director"

Dong Shi wanted to remind Langton to look at the sky outside, but when he turned his head, Langton had already raised his head, staring at the sky with his eyes fixed, and the wrinkles between his brows seemed to be a little deeper.

At this moment, the entire sky was completely covered with dark clouds. The size of the dark clouds is incalculable, at least within the visual distance of the two people's eyes, the dark clouds still have no end in sight. Not only that, the pitch black of this dark cloud is not the usual pitch blackness, but a kind of pitch blackness that, as long as you look at it, it will make people feel that the soul is being pulled out. An invisible pressure seemed to pour from the dark clouds to the ground, causing Dong Shi to breathe rapidly, and a depressing atmosphere was spreading.

"Director, this time, is there another hurricane of the same level as S hurricane?"

Dong Shi asked timidly.

Hurricane S is a super hurricane that swept across the West Coast of the United States two months ago. Its progression, exceeding the previously defined upper limit, swept through three states in the United States, causing unprecedented casualties and loss of life and property. Until now, these three states are still in the process of resuming construction, and if there is another hurricane of the S hurricane level, the consequences will be really unimaginable.

Langton didn't speak, still staring at the dark clouds above his head, his expression more solemn than ever.

"Dong Shi"

After a long time, Langton finally spoke.

"You immediately contact NASA and send me a full satellite image of the Earth."

"Director, this, but it can only be approved by the next higher level."

"Use the first-level emergency channel!"

Langton almost roared, making Dong Shi's body tremble, and immediately ran back to the research room.

Soon, Dong Shi turned around and ran back, panting back to Langton. Langton was also taken aback by Dong Shi's speed, and asked anxiously.

"Where's the satellite image?!"

"The director is connected, the communication is intercepted, the first-level emergency channel is cut off, and it can't be contacted."

Hearing Dong Shi's words, Langton seemed to realize something, and his expression finally couldn't remain calm anymore.

At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded, and the black smith rushed out of the research room in a hurry, still holding a few drawings in his hand, and screaming as he ran.

"Director!"

But when he saw the dark clouds with no end in sight overhead, his footsteps unconsciously stopped, his expression was surprised, and then he became sluggish.

"Smith!"

Langton let out a loud roar, waking Smith up. But as if he hadn't fully recovered his senses, Smith clutched the drawings in one hand and pointed to the sky with the other, muttering in his mouth.

"Director, this, this is"

"What about the data I want?"

Langton interrupted Smith.

Smith handed over the drawings in his hand, and Dong Shi on the side also came over to watch.

To be exact, it wasn't a drawing, but a few highly high-resolution prints. There is still a certain temperature left on the photo, and it can be seen that this is just printed.

"These are real-time sky photos from other states, and a couple of them, real-time sky photos from the Alaska Meteorological Lab, I don't know, why they're sending these photos. Not only that, but it seems that there are other labs that want to send photos, but all of a sudden the communication is cut off, and the delivery is not successful."

Langton's hand gripping the photograph was bruised, and the edges of the photograph were crumpled by him.

On top of all the photos, there is only one frame.

That is, the same dark clouds as the sky above Langton's heads now.

Dark clouds with no edge in sight.

Langton looked at his watch, and now their time zone, local time, was half past two in the afternoon. But because of the dark clouds, it is now like night.

Tick tick tick

The next moment, the pouring rain rolled down from the dark clouds without warning, and the sky and the earth were covered with a curtain of rain. Dong Shi and Smith rushed back to the research room with their heads covered, and beckoned Langton to run back to avoid the rain.

But Langton stood still, stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, and actually picked up the rain.

With the help of the high-powered light above the research room, he could clearly see that the rain was black.

Black rain.

"Have you started?"

Langton muttered.

If someone looks at the earth from outer space at this moment, they will find that the earth at this moment is no longer a blue planet, but a dark planet.

Every corner is covered with dark clouds, and even sunlight cannot penetrate it. It's a deep black, a depressing black, a silent black.

The current time is 2014, December, 21.

It has been two years since the end of the world as predicted before.

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