When the Black Disaster Reappears, I Will Report It Directly to the Country

[The end of the world + handing over the country + group portraits + national destiny + strange stories about rules + infrastructure of a great country] When weirdness becomes the rule, only national power is the ultimate torch. I was reborn three years before the Black Disaster struck. As darkness fell that day, countless ghosts, pests, and monsters appeared one after another. I know that those dark shadows that follow strange rules will erase all traces of human civilization as time goes by on November 17, 2038. This time, I didn't hoard supplies or create a personal safe house because I knew I couldn't fight this on my own. I chose to hand over the intelligence about the black disaster in my mind directly to my country. At first, they thought I was a madman or a spy. But as I proved it bit by bit, the country began to pay attention. Therefore, the most tragic and grand "Nirvana Plan" in human history was secretly launched because of me alone—— With the efforts of the whole country, we began to build the "Underground Great Wall" and "Ark of Civilization" that only exist in science fiction. The Rune Research Institute analyzes the murderous logic of ghosts; the heavy industry group smelts special alloys that can reflect strange things; millions of builders dig into the depths of the earth incognito. When eternal night falls and insect waves and shadows flood the world, survivors from other countries linger in the ruins. In the east, the steel myths carrying the last civilization are slowly closing their 10,000-ton floodgates. But I know this is just the beginning. The real horror is those "rules" that evolve and learn. When the level 9 shadow comes, you will know how weak human beings will be.