"It's too difficult. Which master came up with this movement? My old bones can't take it, and your dad's belly can't bend down at all."
Zheng Lanxiang was called out by her under the pretext of practicing yoga to accompany her.
Less than a minute later, Jiang's mother collapsed to the ground: "This is not something a human being would do."
By this time, it was already quite dark outside, as it was only before six o'clock. The streetlights hadn't automatically turned on yet, and apart from the faint sound and light from passing cars, it was almost completely dark...
Wait, why can't she see the lights in the building across the street?
"Mom! That building across the street is less than a hundred meters away from us, right?" she exclaimed, pointing out the window. Jiang's mother turned around and immediately covered her mouth, gasping for breath: "At most a hundred and fifty meters. We can't even see it when there's a thick fog."
Therefore, the darkness outside is not caused by dark clouds blocking the sun, but by black fog spreading out.
She quickly opened her phone and found that all the nearby short video channels were like this. Some people even walked out of the live stream and into the black fog, resulting in a completely black screen, and the streamer couldn't even see their own face while holding the phone.
He turned back in fear and ran home, only to find that black fog had also entered his house, making the lights dim.
Someone commented below: Close the window quickly!!!
The anchor quickly got to work, the phone screen shaking violently. Only after he finished did he collapse to the ground and tell everyone about his experience outside:
"My back is covered in cold sweat. The outside world has no smell except for darkness, but I can clearly feel that I can't breathe properly."
Sha Gedu: I'm a respiratory specialist, and I suspect that inhaling this stuff into the lungs could have a huge impact on the human body.
Pale yellow: What impact does it have?
8787: Won't I turn into a zombie?
Then the streamer unleashed a torrent of imagination, nearly scaring himself to death: "Then you guys watch me, I won't turn off the live stream. If I really turn into a zombie, I'll consider it a heroic sacrifice for humanity."
The streamer is so funny, but Jiang Shu couldn't laugh.
She opened WeChat and sent a message to the official account.
The other party did not reply, leading Jiang Shu to suspect that it was due to the black mist.
She placed the baby in front of her and pulled Zheng Lanxiang to practice together. The latter was absent-minded, so Jiang Shuyin had to say, "This is for strengthening physical training. We have to protect ourselves. Worrying is useless."
Zheng Lanxiang frowned, looked at the picture on her phone, and after gesturing a few times, felt that something was missing: "Wouldn't it be better to connect the movements with Tai Chi to make them flow smoothly?"
Jiang Shuyin thought about it carefully and realized that it really was true. She continued to send messages to Guan.
Shangguan: Is there any transition between the actions?
This message, like a stone sinking into the sea, remained unanswered.
Left with no other choice, she could only listen to the chatter of the anchor and the audience, and study and practice with her mother until her father came home.
The door was suddenly opened, and both mother and daughter shuddered.
As Jiang Jianli entered, he looked exactly like a villain who had turned evil in a novel, surrounded by black mist. When he opened the door, the black fog outside rushed in, but luckily Jiang's father closed the door quickly.
The black fog was diluted inside the room and became invisible to the naked eye.
"Dad?" Jiang Shuyin gripped her phone tightly, feeling wary.
Zheng Lanxiang was about to go over when Jiang Shu pulled her back: "Dad? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Jiang Jianli exhaled a breath of black gas and collapsed in the doorway. Zheng Lanxiang screamed and rushed over to see what was wrong. Jiang Shuyin found a hammer under the sofa, carried it on her back, and slowly stood aside.
At 8 p.m., Jiang Jianli was helped to bed, where he remained unconscious.
Jiang Shuyin wouldn't let her mother come in with her: "What if you really turn into a zombie like in the movies? You'll definitely get hurt, and what will I do then?"
Zheng Lanxiang was dejected and squatted on the ground for a long time, hugging her knees.
Just then, the wind picked up outside, followed by a downpour. The sound of the rain hitting the glass was loud enough to drown out conversation. The anchor noticed and exclaimed, "It's like hail! Is it raining where you are?"
This was already at the maximum volume, and Jiang Shuyin still had to hold her phone to hear it clearly.
The comments below are still from the same few people.
Pale yellow: I am in Lanshan District, Hongzi Street, where the water level is currently level with the flower beds.
8787: I'm in Luozhuang District, Guhe Street. The rain has dispersed the dark fog, and I think I can see outside now.
Jiang Shuyin took her phone and went to the window to look at it.
Sure enough, the water on the ground had reached ankle height and was continuing to rise.
"Knock knock knock"
Jiang Shuyin and Zheng Lanxiang's eyes met. Was it Jiang's father or... a zombie knocking on the door?
Zheng Lanxiang and she had watched foreign zombie movies together, and guessing that the sounds and smells would stimulate these aliens, they both chose to remain silent.
"Lanxiang? Xiaoyin?" The voice from the bedroom was indeed Jiang Jianli's: "Why did you lock the door?"
She met her mother's pleading eyes again. Jiang Shu wrote a note, slipped it through the crack in the door, and then pushed it aside, her hand gripping it as if she wanted to crush the wooden handle of a hammer to pieces.
Soon, the sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets came from inside, followed by the door lock being turned and the latch snapping back.
The door opened—
Jiang Jianli's face was rosy, as if he had just drunk a nourishing soup. He glanced at Jiang Shuyin with a happy smile, then walked over and sat down on the sofa.
"I gained superpowers."
Before they could react, Jiang Jianli opened his hand, and a pool of water welled up in his palm, flowing crystal clear and spilling a few drops onto the ground.
"It's a water system. I never thought there really was an apocalypse in this world. Luckily, Xiao Yin prepared a lot of food."
Why aren't you saying anything?
After listening to her father say so much, Jiang Shuyin's guard gradually thinned, and she tentatively believed that her father had not turned into a monster.
Zheng Lanxiang remained silent for a long time before asking, "What is our wedding anniversary?"
Jiang Jianli looked bewildered: "Isn't it April 3rd?"
Jiang Shuyin looked at Zheng Lanxiang and asked, "Is it correct?"
Zheng Lanxiang then asked, "Do you prefer red or green?"
Jiang Jianli pondered deeply and made some small moves to completely dispel her doubts.
This is her father.
"I really don't know what your favorite color is, but you hate red roses, so it's probably not red."
"Alright, go cook." Zheng Lanxiang interrupted him with a smile, patting Jiang Shuyin's shoulder: "Go back to your room, your dad and I will call you when we've finished cooking."
There are some things that the couple can't say in front of their children.
Jiang Shu nodded and walked towards her room while watching the live stream.
At this moment, people were spamming the chat during the live stream.
Your dad: I've gained superpowers! Fire!!!
Daddy: Who else? I'm asking you, who else?!
Hey Daddy: Everyone from Yizhou, come check in here! Let's form an alliance to fight monsters. Add me on WeChat!
Jiang Shuyin promptly added the person's contact information, and was quickly accepted. The other party asked her to show proof of her supernatural abilities in order to join the group.
She ran out to find her dad, took a picture of him, and then sent it to him.
The other party immediately sent me a link to join a group, which already had 14 people. It seems the probability of awakening superpowers is very high.
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