## Countdown: seven days
>Lin Mo received an anonymous text message on the crowded subway: "There are still 7 days."
>He scoffed and deleted the spam message.
>That night, the screens of all electronic devices were suddenly covered by the same blood-red countdown: 6 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes.
>The next day, the city was paralyzed and supermarkets were looted.
>On the third day, troops were stationed in the streets, and the president's emergency speech was broadcast before the television signal was cut off.
>On the fourth day, the neighbor used a kitchen knife to open Lin Mo's security door.
>On the fifth day, the countdown turned green and his phone received a new message: "Do you want to live?"
>On the sixth day, he stood in the deserted city center square and found the countdown numbers beating in his pupils.
>On the first second of the seventh day, Lin Mo smiled into the void: "So what you want is my choice."
