Thinking of this, Rod couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's better to be dead. Death will be a relief."
His expression was desolate, and he was wearing ill-fitting shoes when he stumbled and ran to the lakeside.
He hadn't cleaned himself in a long time and needed to take a good bath.
After all, even if you're going to die, you should at least make sure you're clean.
He slowly washed his body.
They took off all their tattered clothes and shoes.
The thick layer of grime on their bodies immediately contaminated the water source.
However, it doesn't matter anymore.
He was humming a song, which turned out to be Jay Chou's "Love Before BC". Even though he hadn't listened to it for many years, he could still remember the lyrics clearly.
Unfortunately, his singing was destined to have no audience.
When he got tired of washing, he soaked himself in the lake.
Let it float like this; perhaps dying in the lake would be a clean death.
You can't take anything with you when you're born, and you can't take it with you when you die; that's a
However, he did not die.
Perhaps because his body was swollen from being soaked in the water, he felt a little uncomfortable and slowly returned to the shore.
They abandoned their clothes, wore only their shoes, and returned to the base.
An unpleasant stench immediately filled the air.
He muttered, "We still have to move to live on the ground."
It stinks so badly, I can't stand it.
He thought for a moment, then found a few 'beds' and clothes, and then lay down on a flat spot outside the base.
Rod muttered, "I'll just pretend I'm the gravedigger."
"Guarding this curtain called civilization."
He talked to himself for a while, then fell asleep.
The next day, the weather remained sunny.
He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into tears.
"The weather has cleared up; the apocalypse is over."
"How did you all get dead?!"
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