Cold, suffocating, depressed... This is my end point in 2045. The world's water sources were completely destroyed by J country's nuclear pollution. The country was fighting under the banner of "humanity", order collapsed, and zero-dollar purchases became the new "law of survival." Extreme cold and scorching heat alternately lashed the earth, leaving no water, no food, and no medicine. I took my last breath in despair.
When I opened my eyes again, I went back to three months before everything collapsed, and I saw the bastard man and woman who robbed me of my resources and tricked me into killing me.
This time, the monstrous floods, the biting cold wave, and the "neighbors" who were about to show their fangs... The dates of all the disasters that were about to devour humanity were clearly burned into my mind. The resources, strongholds, and the weak points of the "big men" who will move the world in the future - I know them all very well.
The world thought this was just the beginning of another round of bad luck.
Little did he know that the card game had just started and the person holding the cards had already changed.
