When the Apocalypse Arrived, I Lay Flat in My Motorhome

After parking his RV at a campground outside the city, Lin Yu threw himself onto the soft, comfortable bed. His recent long-distance trip had left him exhausted, but he was feeling content. The RV was small, yet it had everything he needed, equipped with all kinds of modern conveniences. It was his mobile nest, a refuge from the clamor of the world. He had planned to get a good night's sleep, but before long, his phone screen suddenly lit up, followed by a steady stream of notification chimes. Lin Yu grumbled impatiently and reached for his phone. He assumed the alerts were nothing important, but the moment he saw their contents, sleep