When Xu Xianxian heard this, her fingertips paused slightly, and then continued to flip forward.

The next dozen or so pages recorded the deaths or disappearances of people with different names, as well as the battles, big and small, experienced by the diary owner.

"Fiftieth day after the collapse, the counterattack failed again. The Nightmare's power is beyond our imagination. The remaining number of people is no longer enough to hold a defense. The Nightmare's spread will completely penetrate the entire territory and is unstoppable."

"On the fifty-first day since the collapse began, my respected city lord has perished in battle, leaving not even a corpse. I am gravely injured and plagued by nightmares, and I fear I won't survive much longer. The remaining warriors have decided to retreat to Duyus City."

"On the fifty-second day after the collapse, I returned home. My poor Ellie was already extremely weak. Without the support of water, even I could only grow weaker day by day, let alone an ordinary person like Ellie. Her skin was dry and cracked, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any time. I couldn't bear to watch her die."

"On the fifty-third day after the collapse, I stumbled upon a barely effective alternative to water: my blood. After Ellie drank it, she quickly regained her vitality... After excitedly conducting several experiments, I quickly calmed down and realized it was due to my nightmares contaminating me. It was a terrifying discovery, but I didn't dare tell anyone."

"On the fifty-fifth day since the collapse began, the nightmare has engulfed most of the world, and it won't be long before it spreads to this city. Although the death toll in the city is increasing, my injuries have miraculously healed. But I feel like I've become very strange. I often dream of a huge tree that is about to bloom with flowers."

"On the fifty-eighth day after the collapse, when I woke up from my dream again, Ellie was gone. I searched the entire building and even all the nearby streets, but I couldn't find her. The streets were filled with the corpses of nightmares. My poor daughter, where have you gone..."

"Fifty-ninth day after the collapse, haha! The flowers on the tree are blooming..."

Xu Xianxian turned to the last page and only heard these words that were extremely weak and a bit crazy, and then the content of the diary came to an abrupt end.

"It took less than two months from being full of confidence to losing my mind." Xu Xianxian frowned slightly. "Was this world destroyed by some external factor?"

Judging from the information left in the log, the owner of this log should not be a weak person, at least the backbone of this world. However, from beginning to end, he did not even know the specific enemy he was facing, and died in such an unclear way.

But from these log messages, she filtered out a lot of useful information, which allowed her to have a preliminary understanding of this broken world.

Nightmares and a gloomy atmosphere appear at the same time. Unknown monsters will emerge from them and devour all living people. Those who died in battle as recorded in the diary, and even the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who disappeared overnight, all died in this way.

"So, now those streets are filled with a gloomy atmosphere..."

Xu Xianxian was a little puzzled. When she was outside on the street just now, she hadn't seen any unknown monsters. Could it be that after so many years, the nightmare had faded?

But it's better to be careful and keep your eyes open. Don't go to places with a gloomy atmosphere.

But she couldn't figure out what nightmares were, whether they were nightmares, or what their essence was based on just the one-sided statement of the diary owner.

Then Xu Xianxian put down the metal log and continued to walk upstairs, hoping to find more useful information. But just as she reached the second floor and saw the huge ruined hole in the middle of the wall at the end, her eyes froze.

In the middle of the wall, a red tree full of flowers stood horizontally, and its curved branches were swaying slowly, looking extremely bright.

"I..."

Xu Xianxian subconsciously blurted out a curse word and ran downstairs without saying a word. Her strength was now completely suppressed by the rules, and she did not intend to use the power of an ordinary fighter to fight against an unknown strange creature.

Besides, the owner of this diary has been dead for hundreds of years, but this tree full of flowers still exists?