Apocalypse Arrival

Chapter 1

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In the apocalypse, will it be the monsters that fell from the sky or the demons buried in the human heart that will destroy humanity

- "The Demon Seed of the Doomsday Comes"

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"How's the chassis situation?" Chu Qianxun said.

"No problem." A man's voice came from the bottom of the car.

Chu Qianxun put a tick on the record card in his hand: "Oil? Brake oil?"

A greasy hand stretched out from behind the opened hood, and made an ok gesture.

"Brake pads?"

A voice came from inside the messy modified off-road vehicle: "It still works."

Chu Qianxun made a record, bent down to measure the tire pressure, and carefully checked the condition of each tire.

It has been ten years since the doomsday broke out, and the camp they are in can still rent a car, which is already very lucky.

The pre-departure inspection cannot be overstated.

When being chased by those monsters, a car with superior performance is likely to save the lives of a group of people.

Chu Qianxun stood up and closed the notebook.

She looked tired, her hands were greasy, and she was bony.

Chronic hunger and fatigue made her look more than ten years older than she was.

Like most of the people who survived in this apocalypse, she was numb, sluggish, gray and lifeless.

Most of the survivors of this decade have lived extremely hard, but they are more eager to be alive than ever.

In order to live as long as possible in this world where monsters are rampant, everyone is trying their best to survive.

"Let this one, Jibo." Chu Qianxun respectfully held a bag of food and said to the old man who was sitting on the sidelines reading a newspaper.

Yes, newspapers.

In this era when all kinds of modern communication facilities are out of function, newspapers have become one of the important means for human beings to obtain information.

Gibber, who was looking at the parking lot, didn't look up, flipped a page of the newspaper, and signaled that he knew.

On the front page of the newspaper, there are several lines of striking characters,

Terrible! A city fell, and the city of ten thousand people turned into a yellow sand cemetery overnight!

The footsteps of Shura, the death knell of mankind!

A man more terrifying than a demon - Ye Feitian!

Chu Qianxun snorted in his heart. It was that devil again. How many people did he kill

Fortunately, city a is far away from here.

"Okay, come out, get in the car and start walking." She tapped the car back with her hand, indicating that her companions at the bottom of the car could come out.

Silence answered her.

"A-Wu? Xiao Chen?" Chu Qianxun felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

A pool of bright red blood was quietly splattered on the ground under the car.

A pair of glowing red eyes appeared in the shadows behind the wheels.

Monster!

Chu Qianxun's pupils shrank, and with one click, he retreated several meters away.

Her fists clenched suddenly, and the air around her began to compress rapidly, forming two crescent-shaped wind blades.

A sigh-like voice sounded in the night.

That voice seemed to come from the most tender and sweet woman, with a very strange vibrato, and it was like speaking in Chu Qianxun's ear.

"Ah, I haven't eaten the meat of a young woman for a long time."

Those blood-red eyes moved from the bottom of the car to her side in an instant.

The cold hairs on Chu Qianxun's body stood up.

A strong sense of fear seized her.

I'm done, she thought, it's too strong.

Even though life is so hard, I really want to be able to live.

This was the last thought that flashed through Chu Qianxun's mind before he died.

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Human civilization has been annihilated for ten years, and the nights in the camps are usually pristine and silent.

Chu Qianxun had not heard such a noise for many years.

The sound of the car whistle in the distance, the sound of tapping the keyboard, the girls giggling, the looping background music in the TV series, the repeated English words...

The small, faint, or distant sounds were mixed together, making her sleep very uneasy.

Reading at zero

Chu Qianxun opened his eyes.

She stood up abruptly, propped her palms on the edge of the bed, and flipped off the top bunk in a beautiful somersault, landing firmly on the ground.

With one hand on the ground and his toes ready to go, Chu Qianxun watched the surroundings vigilantly.

She was both startled and suspicious, and that small movement just now made her feel the dullness and powerlessness of this body.

Just turning over from a two-story high shelf bed caused a faint pain in the soles of her feet and palms.

Chu Qianxun realized that she was not dead, but she lost her strength and was in an unfamiliar environment.

This place seems to be a female dormitory with four bunk beds.

The lower level is a desk, and the upper level is a sleeping bunk with curtains.

To Chu Qianxun, this room was vaguely familiar.

A unkempt head emerged from a cartoon bed curtain on the upper bunk, and was directly facing Chu Qianxun's gaze.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

That head said in a voice that Chu Qianxun was very familiar with: "Chu Qianxun, you want to die, you suddenly jumped down from such a height, do you want to scare me to death?"

Chu Qianxun remembered that this was her dormitory in college, Han Xuan.

However, Han Xuan died ten years ago. He died right in front of Chu Qianxun's eyes.

Chu Qianxun turned his head dully and looked out the window.

The windows of the dormitory are facing the gate of the school.

The street outside the door was full of traffic, and from time to time a few honks of horns came in.

Several boys riding bicycles flew past under the willow tree inside the school gate.

Under the tree, there is a couple of unknown affiliation, holding hands and talking sticky words of love.

On the desktop in front of the window, the computer screen that had never been turned off flashed with blue light.

The time is clearly displayed on the screen saver

March 17, 20xx

Chu Qianxun found himself back before the apocalypse,

There are still five days until the arrival of the Demon Seed.

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