Doomsday: It’s not too much for me to hoard a strategic reserve

Blue Star, Sanshan City, southeast province of Xia Kingdom.

March 5, 2049, Sting.

At three o'clock in the morning, a light rain blanketed the coastal city.

A white light flashed, and a thick lightning bolt appeared in the pitch-black sky.

Boom....

A few seconds later, a loud thunder came, shaking the window glass to hum.

"Ah..."

Xia Yang, who was sleeping, let out a harsh cry, sat up from the bed at once, and subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

He found that his back was soaked with sweat, and his cotton pajamas were glued to his skin, and he had an indescribable uncomfortable feeling.

Another bolt of lightning lit up, briefly illuminating the small room.

Xia Yang's face was as pale as paper, like a dead person.

At this time, Xia Yang was still in a state of loss of concentration, and it took him a while to come to his senses, he looked down at his body, and even lifted the quilt to look in, fortunately, whether it is important or unimportant parts, there is no shortage of one....

Xia Yang's face showed a hint of confusion, and the warm environment in the room also made him a little unaccustomed.

Because, he has just experienced a death crisis in an extremely cold frozen apocalypse.

Xia Yang was on a material transfer mission with his teammates in the largest strategic material reserve in Xia Country, and when they explored an ammunition depot, the massive amount of ammunition in it exploded without warning.

At the last moment, Xia Yang's eyes were full of dazzling white light, which was why he subconsciously covered his eyes when he woke up just now.

Theoretically, in the event of a martyrdom of reserve ammunition of that scale, the people in the ammunition depot will probably vaporize in an instant, and not even a piece of complete meat will remain.

He actually has to live all his tail? Xia Yang felt incredible.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and the room lit up briefly again.

Xia Yang then found that the environment he was in was somewhat familiar, and he opened his mouth in surprise, stretched out his hand to turn on the lamp at the end of the bed.

He looked at the familiar bachelor apartment, and the expression on his face became wonderful—he had rented this cottage for three years before the end of the world.

Xia Yang reached out and picked up the electronic clock on the bedside table, and the time displayed on it was: 03:13 on March 5, 2049.

Xia Yang slowly opened his mouth, and an extremely surprised look appeared on his face.

He vividly remembers the time of the end times, April 5, 2049, a month after the sting.

The whole world was caught off guard, and the entire blue star dropped sharply in temperature in a short period of time and turned into a "ice ball".

And Xia Yang struggled to survive in the frozen apocalypse, experienced life and death crises several times, and later was absorbed into the survivor organization of Xia Kingdom because he awakened the dimensional space power, and his living conditions were somewhat improved.

Of course, later, it was also because he had dimensional space powers that he went on a mission, and unfortunately encountered the martyrdom of the ammunition depot.

Woe and fortune depend, and woe falls.

Life is such a wonderful situation.

Xia Yang stared blankly at the electronic clock in his hand, and he took several deep breaths before he slowly calmed down.

His brain began to run at high speed.

Is this a month before the end times when he was born again?

Or is the experience of the last year just a long and terrifying dream?

Xia Yang sat in the warm quilt, looking at this familiar nest, and for a while he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

At this time, Xia Yang felt that there seemed to be a floating shadow in front of him, and he couldn't help but rub his eyes.

There was no improvement in symptoms.

Could it be floaters?

Xia Yang remembered that there was nothing wrong with his eyes!

He stared intently at the shadow in front of him, and something incredible happened to him - the shadow gradually became clear, and finally appeared in front of him was a string

of numbers: 640:45:38

This string of numbers is not constant, in fact, every second it flashes, and

finally the set of numbers is constantly decreasing.

640:45:37

640:45:36

640:45:35

......

As a program ape, Xia Yang's logical thinking ability is naturally online.

So after a little thought, he realized that this should be a countdown.

It changes every second, and the last set of numbers represents seconds, and the middle group should represent minutes.

And the first three digits must be hours.

Xia Yang found his mobile phone from the bedside and quickly opened the calculator.

This calculation is not complicated, and after a while, Xia Yang will calculate it.

The countdown ends at 8 p.m. on April 5.

Xia Yang was stunned.

Whether the memory of the end times that whole year was a dream of his, or a real experience, he remembered this point in time.

On April 5, 2049, at eight o'clock in the evening Beijing time, people around the world enjoyed an extremely spectacular meteor shower.

Of course, some areas are daytime, but you can still see a large number of meteors in the sky.

On that day, the circle of friends and various social media were swept by meteor showers, which turned into a global carnival.

But everyone doesn't know that this beautiful meteor shower is actually the beginning of a terrible disaster.

It was this meteor shower that opened the apocalyptic era of global ice.

Xia Yang tried to close his eyes, and the countdown still appeared in front of his field of vision, flickering and changing steadily at a frequency of once per second.

Of course, once his attention is not focused on the countdown, the string of numbers will gradually fade into a looming shadow, and it will not cause any trouble to his life.

Xia Yang's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, if the apocalyptic experience of the past year was a dream, then how to explain this weird countdown?

Xia Yang felt that he was most likely reborn.

Then, in a month's time, there is a high probability that the end of that day will come.

In other words, he still has a month to prepare for the coming cruel end times.

Before being reborn, or in the dream, Xia Yang luckily awakened the rare power of dimensional space after surviving the most difficult first month, and in the days that followed, compared to those ordinary survivors, his life was quite moist.

Recalling his experience in the last world for more than a year, Xia Yang habitually sensed his dimensional space.

Xia Yang's eyes widened sharply, and he looked incredulous.

Just now, out of habit, he sensed the dimensional space that had accompanied him for more than ten months in the last days.

Unexpectedly, he actually sensed the existence of space.

So, the dimensional space has also been reborn with itself?

Xia Yang's face suddenly showed a joyful smile, there was still a month left, he had a dimensional space, and there were too many preparations for the coming apocalypse!

However, bigger surprises are yet to come....