Put down your phone and stop looking at the messages from your brothers. Today is April 15th!
I got up, dressed, poured myself a glass of wine, swirled it in my hand, and occasionally savored its beauty.
The Duke stood in the room of the post-apocalyptic fortress, gazing at the horrific scene outside the window.
Lightning flashed intermittently in the overcast sky, accompanied by the booming sound of thunder.
The thunder and lightning were terrifying, as if announcing the imminent end of the world.
Looking out the window, Junjue saw a torrential downpour of red, corrosive acid rain cascading down like a waterfall, the raindrops hitting the ground with a piercing hissing sound.
This acid rain is highly corrosive, and even buildings as hard as steel cannot withstand its erosion.
The Lord was thankful that his doomsday fortress and the refuge atop the ten mountains had both undergone various experiments and upgrades, which allowed them to survive in this terrifying scene.
Red, torrential acid rain poured down from the sky, resembling blood-red waterfalls, carrying a strong corrosive odor.
Rainwater dripped onto the ground, immediately corroding a smoky cave and releasing plumes of rotten, pungent stench.
Although he couldn't smell it in the room, Junjue felt a chill run down his spine, as if an invisible shadow was gradually approaching.
He was filled with fear, wondering if this apocalyptic scene would be the same as his previous life, or even more terrifying.
He remembered that the acid rain in his previous life wasn't this heavy, nor was it accompanied by lightning, thunder, or strong winds.
In the vast expanse of the post-apocalyptic fortress, the entire capital city had become a living hell. The city's buildings had been corroded, leaving only ruins, and the streets were littered with rotting corpses and broken machinery.
Every drop of acid rain seemed to herald the end of the world; like messengers of doom, they corroded everything. The Duke could not imagine what hope was left in such a scene.
He recalled yesterday, that once beautiful world, bustling metropolis, and peaceful days.
But now, everything has vanished. People are powerless to stop the arrival of this acid rain and can only watch helplessly as hope gradually disappears.
The atmosphere in the room was unusually oppressive, as if the apocalypse was imminent. Junjue's heart clenched tightly.
He looked around; a suffocating, pungent stench permeated the area outside the castle, seemingly emanating from the red rain outside.
Despite knowing it was a deadly poison gas, the Duke couldn't resist his curiosity and peered out, trying to find a place in the capital that hadn't been corroded.
But as time passed, the scene before him made his heart tighten. Gazing into the distance, he saw skyscrapers with corroded roofs that had collapsed, rubble and corpses piled together, forming a picture of death.
The streets were deserted, except for corpses that hadn't had time to hide, corroded and broken vehicles, and dilapidated billboards swaying in the wind.
The Duke knew that this was the cruel reality of the apocalypse; the world had been destroyed.
The streets and alleys he once walked through, the people he once knew, have all turned to ashes.
In this realism mired in horror, there is probably no hope or future to speak of.
However, the Duke was unwilling to give up easily. He knew that in this apocalyptic world, survival was a brutal challenge, but he had to persevere.
He must build a post-apocalyptic fortress that will allow people to survive in ten years.
Because this fortress is only temporary, if humanity is to survive, a larger and safer post-apocalyptic fortress that can accommodate more people will need to be built.
The Duke turned and went back to his room, deciding to devote all his energy to finding ways for more people to survive.
He turned on his computer and began searching for information about surviving the apocalypse. He wanted to learn as much as possible about everything from resource reserves to methods of fighting off evil forces.
Time passed silently as Junjue searched desperately, hoping to find a glimmer of hope. He clicked on different links incessantly, browsing various survival tips. As information continued to pour in, Junjue felt a glimmer of hope rise in his heart.
He understood that in this apocalyptic world, only through persistent searching and effort could he find a possibility of survival. The Duke resolved to no longer fear the horrific sights outside, but to fight for his own survival.
The Duke stood in the room of the post-apocalyptic fortress and saw dark clouds, lightning, thunder, and a terrifying scene of red, corrosive acid rain pouring down outside. Fortunately, the fortress had been upgraded and renovated, otherwise it would not have escaped the calamity either.
He knew that as long as he persevered, he would surely find a way to survive that belonged to him and everyone else.
In a bustling area of the capital, just hours before people were happily strolling around, dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a torrential downpour of corrosive acid rain suddenly poured down from the sky, like blood-red waterfalls, carrying a strong corrosive odor.
Rainwater dripped onto the ground, immediately corroding a smoky cave and releasing plumes of rotten, pungent stench.
People scattered in terror, but most didn't have time to escape. The moment they were corroded by the acid rain, their skin began to rot inch by inch.
On the bustling streets, terrifying screams echoed everywhere, as if the gates of hell had been opened.
Countless people collapsed to the ground, corroded, their bodies groaning in pain, and the air was thick with the scent of death.
After the rooftops of the skyscrapers were corroded by acid rain, each floor slowly decomposed and collapsed, leaving behind piles of rubble and corpses, creating a horrific picture of death.
On the streets, vehicles were corroded down to their metal frames, and the air was thick with the scorching heat of the smoke, as if the entire city had become part of hell.
People fled in panic, but no matter how hard they tried, the acid rain seemed to be everywhere, and they could no longer escape this nightmarish city.
Some survivors, their eyes filled with fear, searched for shelter, only to find that even the sturdiest buildings could not withstand the corrosive power.
Five or six hours later, the city had become a ruin, and the abandoned streets reeked of the stench of corpses.
Acid rain hasn't stopped, but the destruction of the city is already irreversible.
From the collapsed building, cries for help could be heard intermittently, but rescue was no longer possible.
People have fallen into an abyss of despair and fear, and they will eventually be forever lost in this city of death.
This horrific disaster was not limited to this city; similar scenes were unfolding in countries around the world, with people filled with fear and terrified screams echoing across the globe along with the acid rain.
The world was plunged into chaos and despair, and people could not imagine how this disaster had happened.
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