"what is this?"

On the side of the bustling commercial snack street, a young man in a black T-shirt, army green shorts, and yellow flat shoes looked at the small card in his hand with a dazed expression.

The young man looks a little thin, but his complexion is fair, and his facial features can be regarded as handsome, but the messy chicken nest affects the overall appearance a bit.

At this moment, his slender hand was holding a red transparent card. The card was very small, about the size of a mobile phone card, with four large characters simply written on it—the doomsday card.

1 minute ago, Mu Xiling, who had been staying at home for more than two months, took a day off because he was writing a novel called Calvin, so he decided to go out for a walk to relax and find inspiration along the way.

However, he just set foot on this food street, just bought a bunch of barbecue sausages, and just finished eating... This small red transparent card appeared out of nowhere——

It hit him on the forehead with a "snap"!

He really wanted to throw this card away, but when he just picked it up, it was like sticking to his hand with 502, and he couldn't even shake it off!

The snack street is very lively with people coming and going. It is almost evening at this moment, and the colorful lamps and red lanterns are all lit up, and the scents of various delicacies are interspersed among the crowds.

The footsteps on the bluestone slabs are mixed with the voices of people and the yelling of vendors from food stalls. It is really very prosperous.

"Doomsday? Is this some stupid prank?"

Mu Xiling saw that the card in his hand was really hard to get rid of, so he simply ignored it.

It is estimated that there is some kind of glue on the card, and it is better to find a way to get rid of it after going back.

……

The night was thick, the sky was full of dark clouds, the moon was completely covered, and the whole city seemed darker than before.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening when I got home, Mu Xiling yawned, took a shower, lay on the bed and read the reviews of book friends for a while, and then got ready to rest.

Mu Xiling is very nerdy, and his job is a third-rate internet writer.

It is impossible to earn a meager manuscript fee every month, but it is not a problem to have enough food.

"Ha... sleep, sleep."

After turning off the phone, Mu Xiling adjusted the air conditioner to sleep mode and got into bed. However, just as he lay down, he suddenly felt itchy in his ankles.

He immediately sat up on the edge of the bed, hugged his leg and turned it over to look, and sure enough, he saw the red bump on his ankle that was bitten by mosquitoes.

"These mosquitoes are still so happy at this late hour..." Mu Xiling rolled his eyes quite speechlessly, and wanted to plug in the electric mosquito coil, but found that the electric mosquito coil had been used up.

Because she was too sleepy, Mu Xiling didn't bother to toss about any more, just sprayed some toilet water, yawned and fell asleep under the quilt.

At 2:50 in the morning, the night was very quiet and the evening breeze was cool.

At 2:59 in the morning, it was still calm.

3:[-]--

[The end is coming, do you want to become an evolutionary ahead of time?Please kill 99 movable creatures to open the evolution page in advance! 】

This voice rang directly in Mu Xiling's mind, and it was a very crisp and powerful electronic sound with clear articulation.

In an instant, Mu Xiling, who was sleeping, was blown up like a bomb!

"Lying-trough!"

Mu Xiling was so startled that he jumped up, and he threw the quilt out!

"What the hell? What's going on?"

He was still a little dazed.

Because he was sleeping just now, and he was dreaming that his novel won an award. At the critical moment when he was about to give the award speech, an electronic sound suddenly appeared, which made him tremble!

The night was still silent, and the electronic sound didn't appear again after it rang, as if the movement just now was just an illusion.

Mu Xiling thought so too.

Maybe it's because I was dreaming and confused.

he thought so.

But he had just bent down to pick up the quilt kicked out by him, but suddenly found that the card that was sticking to his hand and couldn't get rid of it was gone.

"Huh? Where's the card?"

Mu Xiling tilted his head, because he had just woken up, his fluffy hair was so messy that it was all up to the sky, and it exploded directly.

"Forget it, leave him alone."

Mu Xiling didn't care if he didn't find the card on the bed, and planned to continue sleeping after covering the quilt again.

【Ding--】

[The end is coming...to...system error...this reminder is coming to an end, I wish you a happy life. 】

Mu Xiling: Hearing the clear and crisp voice in his mind, Mu Xiling was sure that what he just heard was not an illusion.

but……

He was sleeping just now!Didn't hear clearly at all!

I just heard words like "doom", "kill", "open", "evolve"...

"No, am I still in a dream?"

Mu Xiling was a little self-doubting, so he pinched his leg severely...

"Hiss...it hurts. Well, it's not a dream."

Mu Xiling suddenly lost sleepiness.

He began to sit in a daze, and stayed there until dawn. After the first rays of sunlight entered the room through the glass window, he finally moved his somewhat stiff body.

"Doomsday... are you kidding me?"

"Kill what, wouldn't it be murder?"

Turning to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was already past five in the morning.

"Forget it, it's impossible to kill someone or something, otherwise the police uncle will have to invite me to drink tea." Mu Xiling rubbed his arms, got up, put on slippers and went into the bathroom to wash his face.

"Even if I don't open it, at least I know the news that the end is coming..." After washing his face, Mu Xiling combed the hair of the chicken coop, "Then, let's prepare for it in advance."

"I know this news now, I have to tell Tang Xingwei and Hanxue so they can get ready too."

Mu Xiling was afraid that his two best friends would not believe what he said, thinking that he was writing too many novels and his brain was muddled.

Tang Xingwei and Wang Hanxue are his best friends. One is a male brother and the other is a female brother. The relationship between the three of them is as good as a mother's belly.

However, when I turned on the phone, I found two very similar messages in Moments.

[Tang Family]: I went on a trip to Europe/picture/picture/picture/.

[Little Snowman]: Europe-Europe travel/dog expression/-don't miss me too much-/picture/picture.

The date is three days ago.

Mu Xiling: Beautiful...

"Hope, don't change your phone number."

Mu Xiling took a deep breath, and tremblingly dialed the two familiar numbers.

beep - beep - beep -

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later. Sorry, The..."

"Uh..." This damn habit!

This time it was probably because Mu Xiling did not travel with Tang Xingwei and Wang Hanxue for his novel, so the two wanted to "revenge" him, and did not tell themselves their number.

Is this self-inflicted?

Mu Xiling thought helplessly.

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