In the thick gray fog, Xiao Yu was counting supplies on the third platform of the abandoned subway station. As a former urban planner, he was as familiar with the city's underground veins as his own palm prints - after resigning three months ago, he used this place as a secret base, stocking up on compressed biscuits, drinking water and some basic tools. No one expected that this rainy day would become a life-saving talisman in the apocalypse.
"Boom——"
