Chapter 15 Strange rain, the world is sleeping
Official channels began to post videos to appease people.
There is a host standing in an open area in the countryside, and someone next to him is shining a bright headlight. Following the host's explanation, the camera focuses on the host for a while, on the sky for a while, and on the lights of thousands of houses behind him. .
Gu Wenyue slowly swallowed the chewed apple in her mouth and thought to herself that this might be the last time the host would tell the news so calmly.
The crunchy apple in her hand was also grown in space. Wanshengxiang is really a very magical space. Everything grows quickly. She has already accumulated a lot of fruits and vegetables.
The apocalypse is coming recently, and she has no plans to plant anymore. She will wait until she has enough to eat before starting again.
The family was nestled in the bright living room, and it was already late at night outside the window.
The lightning in the sky became more and more dense, and the dull thunder rolled, as if it was ringing in the heart, making people tremble.
It seems like it's going to rain heavily.
Zhao Minan had already checked the windows at home four or five times, but her heart was still pounding.
"Mom, please sit down for a while. The door is closed and the window is closed."
When Gu Wenyue wanted to continue speaking, she saw her mother's eyes staring straight at the sky, filled with fear, worry, and relief.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky. Under the lightning, a colorful aurora appeared!
She has never been to the North Pole to see the aurora, but she has seen it in the video. The colorful light is the aurora!
Aurora and thunder mingled in the dark clouds.
Many videos have appeared online, and there are many IPs posting them across the country.
The unusual and huge weather, the recent abnormal climate, the red-headed document just issued yesterday, and the previous apocalyptic posts have caused many people to be confused.
Finally, all TV platforms switched to one channel, emphasizing over and over again that everyone should return home and wait for the abnormal weather to pass, leaving everything to the state. Don't stay in crowded places and don't take advantage of the chaos to cause trouble.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, the sky was still dark, thunder flashed, and the aurora was dazzling, coating the world with a strange and faint color of red, green, and blue.
The cautious people have returned home, while the indifferent people are still partying outside.
Outside the base located in the eight directions of the country, the person in charge was holding a loudspeaker and commanding hard: "Quick, quick, quick! Pull all the supplies in!" "Brothers over there, be sure to check the base walls carefully!"
5:45 p.m.
Mr. Lu made the last call: "Boy, I won you the right to speak, but it's up to you whether you can stay."
Gu family, the sturdy house protects a little warmth in the wind and rain.
Gu Jinguo stood up and held his wife in his arms, his hands trembling a little. Zhao Minan held her husband's arm, and the warmth spread through his clothes.
They are afraid, afraid that this life will end in the same way as the previous life, and that the fate of the people around them will deviate.
Gu Wenyue took a sip of water, and the cool water passed through her throat and poured into her stomach.
"Dad, Mom, we were fine in the last life, and we will be fine this time too."
After that, she moved her gaze away from her brother, where was he? Will she be able to see such a good brother tomorrow?
Gu Wenxing stood up, the stern look on his face deliberately relaxed, and his voice slowed down: "Dad, mom, sister, see you tomorrow." - If that's okay.
He hugged his family members one by one, returned to his bedroom first, locked the door, closed the windows, and looked at the dark sky, as if waiting for his own trial.
Gu Wenyue knelt down on the bed and prayed to the gods, hoping that the family could meet again tomorrow morning.
In the past, she didn't believe in fate or gods. At this moment, she is the most sincere believer of God.
6pm.
The lightning was even stronger, the aurora was slightly weaker, and the shrill wind roared outside the window.
The long-term abnormality has caused the public opinion on the Internet to become completely chaotic.
Suddenly, a drop of water dripped down, and the deserted street gradually became moist.
[The rain is falling. The abnormal weather will soon be over, right? 】
[Is it raining in China too? It’s also happening abroad now, and it’s super big. 】
[It feels like the temperature has suddenly dropped several degrees. I didn’t even bring a thick coat to the company. I was shivering from the cold. I don’t dare to go back in this kind of weather]
[This really looks like the end of the world, doesn’t it? High temperatures are followed by heavy rains, and heavy rains are followed by mudslides, frost, and snowstorms...]
[Those who have read too many novels, please check it out! This is obviously a fellow Taoist who is going through the tribulation! 】
[To be honest, don’t keep talking about the apocalypse. It’s so scary that it makes a macho man cry. 】
Gu Wenyue scrolled through the video quickly, occasionally leaving scattered comments that followed the crowd in the comment area. Ten past six.
The sky seemed to be getting darker, and the sparse drizzle quickly turned into a downpour. A hole seemed to have been poked in the sky, and it pressed gloomily to the ground.
At this moment, the doors of all bases are tightly closed, preparing to welcome the end.
Six-thirty.
The heavy rain continued, getting heavier than before, and seemed to have no tendency to stop.
Lightning flashed one after another, thunder rolled in, and dark clouds covered the sky and earth like a thick black curtain.
The auroras in the sky disappeared, leaving only uninterrupted lightning that illuminated the sky from time to time.
Many people were trapped by the rain and had nothing to do, surfing the Internet with their mobile phones, and the comments on the Internet became even more heated.
There are power outages in some places.
Six forty.
The heavy rain stopped, the wind stopped, and the black clouds seemed to sink lower, making people breathless.
People who were trapped in the company quickly returned home.
Half past seven.
Some feel fearless, some steel themselves, and some are naturally bold.
In short, there were more pedestrians on the street again, as if the unusual weather had passed.
Seven forty.
Caught off guard, heavy rain fell again.
Along with the heavy rain, there was an even stronger wind.
Pedestrians on the street could not hold on to the umbrellas that were about to be blown away by the wind. He reached out and wiped his face that was wet by the rain, and found that there was a handful of gray water on it.
Everything is fine, why is there gray?
The pedestrian looked up, his pupils suddenly tightened, the rain was gray!
Huge panic struck, gripping the pedestrian's heart tightly, making it impossible to breathe.
Eight o'clock.
Gray rain connects the dark clouds to the ground.
Before he could avoid the people entering the building, he fainted on the road.
Ten past eight.
The weird gray rain continues, and fewer and fewer people are speaking online.
The wind carries the lightning, as if it is offering a dance of despair to the world that is gradually becoming silent.
More and more people's consciousness fell into darkness. Human beings seemed to have pressed the pause button, and fell down in this current state.
The earth then entered a night of silence.
Half past eight.
The strange rain gradually became lighter, the black clouds kept rolling with the wind, and the thunder and lightning pierced the sky, bringing out traces of red.
At this point, the end of the world officially begins.
People in the future called this night the Gray Night of Death.
Gu Wenyue felt increasingly dizzy. At the last second when she lost consciousness, her figure disappeared from the bed and appeared in the black wooden tower.
Unknown energy flows through the redbud flower on her wrist. The buds flow, close and bloom, and finally return to their original state.
At the same time, on the twenty-sixth floor of the Black Wooden Tower, the wooden box on the table of the Eight Immortals was floating in the air, and strange snapping sounds could be heard from all around.
It is officially on the shelves today. Yueyue would like to sincerely thank you all for your reading and opinions. I hope that this story will become more and more exciting in the future, and I hope that it will not disappoint those who continue to read it. Thank you. Be more sincere.
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Recorded on August 3, 2024
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