Finally, he lit an oil lamp in the center of the shelter, and the warm light gradually filled the entire space. Although the shelter still bore the scars of battle, thanks to Xiao Yi's efforts, it had regained the appearance of home, giving him the courage and hope to continue living. Xiao Yi sat at the slightly worn desk, which was piled with various documents and materials. His eyes were focused and determined, staring closely at the mysterious clues.
He held a pencil in his hand, gently scratching across the paper, trying to connect those seemingly unrelated clues. The wrinkles on his forehead deepened with contemplation. He sometimes frowned slightly, sometimes bit his lip lightly, as if he was trapped in a complex puzzle.
Xiao Yi first listed all the clues one by one, not missing any tiny details. A yellowed old map with some strange symbols marked on it. He compared it with the geographical information he had collected and carefully figured out the meaning of these symbols.
There were also several pages of blurry handwritten notes, with a sloppy handwriting, and he had to squint his eyes to try to decipher each word. When he encountered an illegible part, he would stop, lean back in his chair, close his eyes, and go over the possible answers in his mind.
Some strange patterns and marks also caught his attention. He took out a magnifying glass and carefully observed the lines and textures of the patterns, trying to find a pattern. He repeatedly pondered the direction of each line and the position of each mark, trying to decipher the secrets hidden within.
Xiao Yi also flipped through the reference books next to him from time to time, ranging from historical documents to scientific research, hoping to find information related to these clues. His fingers quickly turned the pages, his eyes quickly scanned the text, and once he found useful content, he immediately wrote it down with a pen.
Time passed unknowingly, the sun outside the window gradually set in the west, and the light in the house gradually dimmed, but Xiao Yi didn't notice it at all. He was completely immersed in the study of these mysterious clues, forgetting everything around him, with only one thought in his mind, that is, to solve this mystery and find the truth behind it.
As time slowly passed, Xiao Yi seemed to be in an endless dark maze, constantly chasing the glimmer of truth. For countless days and nights, he forgot to eat and sleep, devoting himself to exploring the secrets behind the end of the world.
His eyes were bloodshot from prolonged concentration and exhaustion, and his once neat face was now covered in stubble, appearing haggard and weathered. But his gaze grew ever more resolute, as if burning with an inextinguishable flame.
In that mountain of information and clues, Xiao Yi repeatedly compared, analyzed, and deduced. Every subtle discovery would make him excited, and every dead end would make him fall into deep frustration. However, he never thought of giving up.
Finally, on a seemingly ordinary morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the window onto his desk covered with notes, Xiao Yi ushered in that decisive moment.
A tiny detail that he had previously overlooked now echoed with other clues, like the last key piece in a puzzle, instantly making the whole picture clear.
His heartbeat accelerated rapidly and his hands trembled, because he knew that he was about to uncover the shocking secret hidden behind the end of the world.
Xiao Yi took a deep breath, tried to calm his inner excitement, and began to further sort out and verify along the new line of thought.
All the clues gradually converge into a clear thread, and a shocking truth gradually surfaces.
It turns out that this apocalypse is not a random natural disaster, but a vast conspiracy caused by human greed and ignorance. In pursuit of endless power and wealth, a mysterious organization has resorted to forbidden technology, unleashing an uncontrollable virus that has led to the collapse of the world and a catastrophe for humanity.
Xiao Yi's eyes were filled with anger and sorrow. He never imagined that human beings would push the entire world to the brink of destruction because of their own desires.
But at the same time, he also felt a little relieved because he finally uncovered the secret and took a crucial step towards finding a way to save the world.
Xiao Yi sat quietly in the corner of the shelter, his eyes revealing determination and firmness. His eyes swept over the simple furnishings that accompanied him through countless difficult times, and a trace of emotion welled up in his heart.
He stood up and began to pack his bag carefully, carefully placing the few food and water he had in his backpack and checking his weapons to make sure they were in the best condition.
Xiao Yi put on the somewhat frayed coat and tightened his belt, as if to give himself courage and strength. He reviewed his findings again, and the clues were like a clear map in his mind.
He took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the door of the shelter. Outside, a desolate world unfolded before him. The howling wind blew up dust, causing him to squint.
Xiao Yi walked out with firm steps, each step was filled with heavy determination. He knew that the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers, but he did not retreat at all.
He walked along the dilapidated streets, surrounded by abandoned vehicles and collapsed buildings. Xiao Yi carefully avoided possible traps and dangers, constantly thinking about possible situations and countermeasures.
Passing by a once prosperous shopping mall, now only a ruin remained. Xiao Yi searched among the ruins, hoping to find some useful supplies.
Continuing forward, he walked into a barren field, overgrown with weeds, with no sign of life. Xiao Yi looked into the distance, silently praying in his heart that he could find a way to stop the apocalypse from getting worse.
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