The cold, thick blood covered his eyes, and the severe pain from his torn abdomen swallowed his consciousness.
The last thing she saw was her mother's twisted corpse and Wang Peng's cold leather shoe tips.
When he opened his eyes again, the electronic calendar showed September 15, 2030, three months before the end.
A mechanical voice sounded in my mind: "The Doomsday Survival Guarantee System has been bound successfully. Gift package for beginners: Unlimited Fund Card."
Su Wan covered her intact lower abdomen and dug her fingertips into the fabric of her pajamas.
"Wang Peng... Lin Weiwei..." A venomous whisper came out from between her teeth.
"In this life, I want to watch you rot in hell!"
Reader comments
The writing on doomsday materials is still very good. The author's little ingenuity in some places is also very interesting.
I reborn to stock up on supplies and get a head start. I took a look at it first and found that the settings were pretty good. I added a bookshelf and continued reading on my way to and from get off work.
The writing on doomsday materials is still very good. The author's little ingenuity in some places is also very interesting.
I reborn to stock up on supplies and get a head start. I took a look at it first and found that the settings were pretty good. I added a bookshelf and continued reading on my way to and from get off work.