A familiar white light suddenly appeared. Linghu Lan opened her eyes and took one last look at her and Fuxin's bodies. The two of them were tightly embracing each other and passed away peacefully. It was a very good ending.
After leaving the Lingshan Sect, the two went into seclusion in the martial world and never cared about worldly affairs again. The changing fortunes of the martial world were no longer their concern.
In the years that followed, the two lived a peaceful and ordinary life, hunting and farming, growing from a young couple into an old one. Occasionally, passing travelers would come in to ask for a bowl of water, but they would leave quickly.
The two lived peacefully and contentedly in these ordinary days until their deaths.
A familiar feeling of traversing space rippled through her chest. Before long, the traversal stopped, and Linghu Lan regained consciousness from the dizziness.
She looked around at the world before her; it was pitch black. She could sense that she was in a car, which was moving forward in the darkness, occasionally bumping into something and shaking.
There were many people around, men and women, and she was one of them, huddled in a corner. Some people were asleep, while others were still awake, exuding a sense of crisis.
A girl next to Linghu Lan nudged her and whispered, "Qi Ran, can't you sleep?"
Linghu Lan paused for a moment, then slowly said, "You can fall asleep."
"..." The girl seemed a little annoyed. She nudged Linghu Lan again, "Can we switch places? I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable here. You're shorter, so you might feel better."
Linghu Lan felt an instinctive sense of disgust, an emotion stemming from the original owner of this body. She glanced up at the girl; the carriage was dark, and even up close, she couldn't clearly see the girl's features. She said, "No."
"You!" In the darkness, only her breathing suggested the girl was very angry, and the consequences would be severe. The girl snorted coldly, ignoring Linghu Lan, shifting her position, and leaning against the carriage, sulking.
Linghu Lan ignored her. She estimated the height of the truck bed and guessed that it was a military truck. Only a military truck could bravely move forward on such a rugged road. The current situation looked a bit strange, as if it was an emergency.
Linghu Lan didn't want to absorb the plot at this moment, and she would be very unhappy if she were interrupted by the girl next to her.
Once the girl's breathing has become even and she is sure she has fallen asleep, wait until she is sure she has fallen asleep.
Linghu Lan silently opened the system, and a prompt to receive the plot popped up. Linghu Lan gently clicked "y".
...
The end times will not arrive with fanfare, but rather quietly.
The end times are coming.
There don't necessarily have to be zombies, but there must be a virus.
When humans become inhuman, the end times will come.
The original owner, Qi Ran, was an orphan whose parents were unknown. She was abandoned at the gate of an orphanage and raised by the orphanage. Many years passed, and no one adopted her. She envied other children who had families to adopt them. She was not bad-looking, but her luck seemed to be much worse. She grew up stumbling and bumping along until she was eighteen years old and was admitted to university. She thought that a happy life was about to begin.
She never imagined that such a low-probability event as the apocalypse would suddenly occur during her lifetime.
No, it suddenly struck all ordinary, innocent people.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, there are many signs when the end times come.
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