Apocalyptic natural disasters, I use the gold house to store goods and win

After taking a few glances, Shi Jiaojiao lowered the curtains.

She had a lychee-flavored lollipop in her mouth.

These days, perhaps because the symptoms have worsened, I always feel a bitter taste in my mouth.

At the old time, Qin Jun and Tang Tianlin still called.

However, the message the two delivered today was no different from that of the previous few days.

In the evening, after the four of them had dinner in the space, they returned to the yard at the last second of the deadline.

While lying in bed, Shi Jiaojiao was still thinking that it seemed that everyone had now begun to slowly accept this world where there was only pain but no death.

She didn't know if it was because she thought too much before going to bed, but not long after she closed her eyes, she started having nightmares.

There is no doomsday, no disaster, no scary mutated animals, and no legendary ghosts in the dream.

There was only a long road, without a single ray of light, filled with thick darkness, and with no end in sight.

There was only me on that road, not Mu Ci, not Tang Wei and Wang Jia, and no other living beings.

No matter where she ran, screamed or cursed, she got no response.

The huge panic woke Shi Jiaojiao up suddenly from her dream. She was gasping for breath, her chest heaving, and there was uncontrollable panic on her face.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to look for someone.

When his eyes fell on Mu Ci who was still sleeping beside him, the panic brought by the dream gradually dissipated.

To be honest, she was not afraid of death. She had experienced death once in her previous life.

Compared to death, she was more afraid of being abandoned, and even more afraid that Mu Ci would not exist in this world.

When she recovered a little, she found that the quilt that she had covered herself tightly with at night had been kicked aside.

The temperature in the room was only sixteen degrees, and with the alternation of hot and cold, you could see goose bumps on your arms.

But at this time of day, she doesn't feel cold, and even wishes the temperature could be lower.

Because every time she opened her eyes, her body temperature was the highest, which was even more unbearable than the polar day.

These few mornings, when she was half asleep and half awake, she felt so hot that she wished she could hold a big ice cube in her arms.

But this time, when she subconsciously took out a glass of ice water from the space, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

How come her body temperature seems to have returned to normal? !

At this time, Mu Ci was also awakened by her actions.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Before Mu Ci's eyes were fully open, he hurriedly took the fan at hand and fanned his girlfriend.

Because using too much ice would only make her feel more uncomfortable afterwards, so he could only use this stupid method to help his girlfriend cool down and let her sleep more comfortably.

"Brother, can you still feel the heat?"

Shi Jiaojiao snatched the fan from Mu Ci's hand and asked.

Hearing this, Mu Ci frowned, and the sleepiness he had just felt disappeared instantly like a tide.

He first touched Shi Jiaojiao's forehead, then touched his own.

The black fog cannot be said to be completely irregular. At least after being infected, it will be hot for twelve hours and then cold for twelve hours starting from three in the morning every day.

But now he couldn't feel any warmth all over his body.

The clothes on my body were also dry, and I didn't wring out a lot of sweat like before when I got up in the morning.

So, is this the end of the Black Mist?

The two looked at each other and saw the disbelief on each other's faces.

They were lucky that there were no deaths among the infected survivors, but they also didn't believe from the bottom of their hearts that the black fog would let humans go so easily.

At this moment, Shi Jiaojiao's eyes were suddenly dazzled.

She subconsciously raised her hand, but just when she raised it halfway, she was stunned.

Outside the window, no, it should be said that the whole world is now shrouded in black fog, so dark that it seems as if everything has been swallowed up.

So, where does this light come from?

Shi Jiaojiao didn't even bother to put on her shoes. She hurried to the window and pulled open all the curtains.

Before she could see the scene outside clearly, her eyes were dazzled by the bright light that stung the room. Under the sudden stimulation, physiological tears oozed out from the corners of her eyes.

But Shi Jiaojiao didn't care about the pain in her eyes at all. She just wiped away her tears and opened her eyes again.

At this moment, her heart was beating "bang bang bang" in her chest. The sound was like thunder and heavy drums. She could not hear any other sound in her ears.

The darkness outside disappeared.

No, it was the black fog that had accompanied humans for thirty days that disappeared.

But looking at the scene outside, there was not the slightest surprise on Shi Jiaojiao's face, but instead it was full of fear.

Mu Ci, who was standing next to him, was tense all over, and even his breathing seemed to stop for a few seconds.

The sunlight falling on their bodies was so warm, but at this moment they felt waves of chills in their hearts.

Even the blood in my body was almost frozen.

What exactly is going on?

Why didn't the world return to normal after the black fog disappeared?

Shi Jiaojiao rubbed her eyes hard. She couldn't believe what she saw. But no matter how hard she rubbed, and no matter how many times she opened and closed her eyes, everything outside the window remained unchanged.

At this moment, a burst of "chirping" sounds broke the silence between Shi Jiaojiao and Mu Ci, and at the same time, it seemed to open the prelude to the silent world outside.

Shi Jiaojiao opened her lips but couldn't utter a word.

Outside the window, there was no trace of the base at all.

She even wondered if she was still dreaming, or if this hallucination was caused by staying in the wetland forest in space for too long yesterday.

Outside the window, I saw lush, towering trees rising from the ground several times taller than they were before the end of the world, with thick, strong vines hanging from the branches.

The huge green treetops intersected high in the sky above the head, and scattered rays of sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, falling on the windows and on the ground where no shadow could be seen.

The ground, which had been devastated by an earthquake more than a month ago, was now covered with dense green grass as tall as an adult's waist.

They seemed to have been given growth hormones, and they were stretching their bodies across the land with great effort and scramble.

Mosses and those low plants that are familiar yet unfamiliar and whose names cannot be told are also trying to squeeze every inch of space.

Their presence is evident on tree trunks, on the ground, and even on the walls of houses.

There were rustling sounds coming from the corners of the forest, and occasional sharp bird calls and animal roars.

All of this seems to make people travel back to the world of primitive jungle.

The green sunlight coming in from the window made Shi Jiaojiao's face look even greener.

So what the hell is all this about!!!