Lu Nange and her group were focused on absorbing the crystal core inside the villa, feeling the energy in the crystal core flowing into their bodies like a trickle, circulating through their limbs and bones.
Suddenly, the light in the room dimmed, as if someone had covered the sky with a huge curtain.
"What's going on? Why did it suddenly get dark?" shouted the patrolman on the Flameheart Watchtower.
"Could it be that the polar night is coming again?"
The survivors throughout the Flameheart base looked up and saw the sun, which had been hanging in the sky, being slowly obscured by some indescribable object...
It wasn't clouds, it wasn't birds, and it wasn't any natural phenomenon they recognized.
The light continued to dim, as if the world was being darkened by an invisible hand.
In just a few minutes, daylight turned to dusk, and then plunged into near-night darkness...
Someone pinched themselves hard, wincing in pain: "This isn't a dream! This isn't a fucking dream!"
Most people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, thinking they were seeing things, but when they opened their eyes again, the eerie sight was still there...
"What's this?"
"An electronic screen? How can there be an electronic screen in the sky?"
"Look! There's a giant electronic screen in the sky!" The children were very excited, pointing at the sky and shouting.
Exclamations of surprise echoed throughout the Flameheart base...
The entire sky was completely covered by an endless electronic screen. The screen did not display any images, only a dense array of snowflakes flickering and emitting a buzzing sound.
The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to resonate directly in everyone's minds.
"Am I seeing things? This is truly something I've never seen before..."
"In the apocalypse, zombies have appeared, what's so unscientific about it?"
What's even more chilling is that this screen not only covers the sky above Flameheart, but the entire city of Beijing. No matter which angle you look up from, you can see its presence!
The screen was filled with static and made a crackling sound, but nothing was displayed.
Inside a base, a man wearing silk pajamas lay on a sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand.
The crimson liquid rippled in the glass, reflecting the sinister smile on his lips.
He gazed at the electronic screen in the sky through the floor-to-ceiling window, like an artist admiring his masterpiece.
"The stage is set up. Let's see how the idiots you sent can hide..." he muttered to himself, his tone mocking like a cat playing with a mouse.
The man in the green uniform standing to the side bowed and reported respectfully, "Boss, all the test subjects are ready! They can be deployed at any time..."
"Very good." The man's eyes flickered as soon as he finished speaking.
A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out on the display screen on the horizon: the countdown had begun...
The snow on the electronic screen disappeared instantly, replaced by bright red numbers—24:00:00—and then the countdown began: 23:59:59, 23:59:58...
The man chuckled, raised his glass to his eyes, and observed the fluctuating numbers through the liquid.
"This feeling of panic—knowing nothing yet watching time tick by...what a pleasurable thrill!"
He gently swirled the wine in his glass, leaving streaks of crimson liquid on the glass: "There's still no sign of an intruder."
Following the pattern of those hypocritical guys... they'll definitely still choose some chosen one.
His gaze shifted to the monitoring wall on the other side of the room, which displayed live footage of survivor bases around the world.
When the scene switched to the Flameheart base, his gaze lingered for a moment: "Those ants are indeed jumping around more enthusiastically than before. They're perfect for making an example of them."
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