It seemed as if ancient memories were awakened, awakened in the soil, and sharp roars sounded and swept from all directions. The desperate roars and roars of millions of people gathered into substance, forming a frenzy that swallowed him up and was involved in the deepest part of fear.

In the drowsiness, Huai Shi's fingers twitched, and before she could get up, she had already fallen into the darkness.

Thrown into the coffin of death, covered with layers of cold soil, and sank into the deepest part of hell.

There is no way to struggle.

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In the long trance, Huai Shi seemed to have a strange dream.

Dreaming of having a rich and beautiful life, the world is thriving, and all people are united together in precision, without war, disease, and no struggle or persecution. They have no worries about food and clothing, endless wealth, and a long life is peaceful and beautiful.

Happiness seems to be living at the highest point of heaven.

Have everything.

Because of this, everything that was waiting for him later was so desperate - when he found that everything began to fall to hell.

The end of the world is here.

In the vague dream, the sun leaves them and the night disappears without a trace.

The eternal dusk enveloped everything.

Despair came in this long desolation, and the earth collapsed, and everything that once magnificent fell into dust and turned into mud. Only the survivors were left wandering on the wasteland like ghosts.

"Ah, Ah, God, the omnipotent God..."

Those blood-wrought voices whispered: "Why did we suffer so much?"

No one responded.

Maybe God doesn't care.

So, the voice of prayer gradually became disappointed, and in the end, there was no prayer or luck left.

In the deepest darkness, only the most painful persistence is left.

"We, everything is included..."

The voice licked the blood and tears of the past, and the broken soul made a final whisper: "Then, we will recreate everything!"

After that, endless darkness enveloped everything.

All things cry.

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When the alarm clock rang, Huai Shi opened her eyes from the nightmare and gasped in horror.

Sweat profusely.

The despair in the dream still exists in his limbs, trembling in every nerve ending, wandering in vain.

When Huai Shi raised her hand, she touched the wet marks on her face.

That was scarlet blood and tears.

The phantom in front of the bed has disappeared without a trace.

But there was clearly a pair of vague footprints left on the ground, as if someone had been stopping here for a long time and staring at Huai Shi quietly in the darkness.

He brought him a painful dream, and turned around and left before he woke up.

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded outside the door, and someone slapped the door excitedly. When Huai Shi opened the door, he saw the scholar dancing. The scholar was stunned for a moment when he saw Huai Shi, looking confused:

"How did you make you look like a ghost?"

"It's hard to describe it."

Huai Shi grabbed a towel and wiped her face randomly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The experimental team just announced the results, and the outer structure of the sub-control center has been cracked!" The scholar was excited: "We have found the locations of the other two sub-control centers, which are only one step away from mastering the central tower..."

"Cracked?"

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment and suddenly asked: "When did it start to be officially cracked?"

"Four hours, no, three and a half hours ago. I thought it was a protracted war, but I didn't expect it to be a surprise... Mr. Huai Shi? Mr. Huai Shi, are you listening?"

Huai Shi leaned against the wall and looked down at the time on her phone.
Chapter completed!