In short, we were wrong.
Grandpa is sorry for you.
But one thing must be said: the red sun may be coming to an end.
But what will replace it? Polar night? Acid rain? Or something even more terrifying?
Yesterday, Xiao Zhang, a villager in the courtyard, suddenly said, "I heard someone talking in the night sky."
Something like "Red Sun's novice period is about to end"
It was as if a mysterious force was warning them that the Red Sun Doomsday was only the beginning, and the true doomsday was about to come...
This is not superstition, but an omen that we have to be vigilant about.
I am filled with regret, remorse, and guilt. Seeing everyone suffering, my heart bleeds.
Grandpa is sorry for you.
I'm sorry for the elderly who starved to death in the air-raid shelter, and I'm sorry for the children who didn't wait for rescue...
But please remember: our ancestors were able to survive ancient floods, plagues, and famines not because of steel and concrete, but because of the tenacity ingrained in their bones.
besides,
I'm getting older and a bit verbose.
Please do not trust any shelters or rescue teams that claim to be government-run. They are all fake.
I can be sure that all our armed forces have entered the real battlefield.
Therefore, children, you can only rely on yourselves, unite and help each other, to find a glimmer of hope in this doomsday.
I believe that our nation has an indomitable will.
Please don't give up hope no matter what!
No matter how hard it is, keep living and see the sun tomorrow for us.
Cough~cough~cough~"
Bang!
The old man's incessant coughing gradually weakened, his hands drooped weakly, and finally he collapsed to the ground.
Along with the old man fell, so did the hopes and beliefs of countless people in Dragon Country.
Ye Lang's face was as gloomy as water at this time.
Although I had expected this moment, when it finally arrived, I couldn't help but feel endless grief and helplessness in my heart.
This is the government, the last reliance and hope in the hearts of countless citizens.
Some people are struggling to survive in the end of the world.
Some people gritted their teeth and searched for life in the ruins.
Some people silently hold on to their beliefs and wait for the dawn.
They also have a common hope and belief, which is to wait for rescue and reconstruction from the government.
But now all this has become a bubble.
Seeing the anxiety and helplessness in the eyes of the girls,
Ye Lang took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
He understood that from that day on, he had become their only support.
I must be strong, and no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I must help them survive in this doomsday.
Bi Xiao, Bi Jin, Yao Xi, Xiong Ting and Tang Xiaowan surrounded him closely.
They all grabbed his clothes as if they were grabbing at the last straw.
But,
"Ah~ah~I only have a pair of shorts, please stop pulling at me.
Bi Jin, you silly girl, stop pulling me down.
Xiong Ting, I said she didn’t mention you, right?
......
It's different from Ye Lang, who still has someone to rely on and a last straw to save his life.
In other corners of the ruins, many people have lost their last hope of survival.
A Ulaanbaatar broadcast room,
At this moment, a young man smiled at the camera and said:
"Hello everyone, my name is Li Mingde, and I am the most bold and courageous person on the Internet.
This is my first and last time on air."
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