When the last thin layer of snow fell on his eyelashes, Cheng Yan thought, it turned out that the eighth layer was like this.
He drove the extremely modified RV and traveled alone through the wasteland where civilization collapsed. There are no zombies, no superpowers, just a human world that is shattered inch by inch under the crushing force of chain disasters.
Orphans, loners, free souls who inherit a large inheritance. He armed his mobile fortress with the best equipment, but refused to arm his heart. He thought he was just setting off again, heading to the northern Tibetan Plateau to wait for the heat to end.
He didn't know that "extreme heat" was only the first level. The seven natural disasters are linked together like a string of lit firecrackers - high temperatures are followed by extreme cold, extreme cold is followed by floods, floods are followed by plague, plague is followed by famine, and famine is followed by the embers of war. The Earth's immune system is fully activated, and humans are only incidentally eliminated.
From the checkpoint on the Chengdu-Ya Expressway to the old Korean convoy encountered by the barrier lake, Cheng Yan used all the survival skills accumulated in the past years in exchange for every choice and rescue. He thought that fate had given him the cruelest compensation - going on the road alone in an era when he had to be together, and being forced to stay in an era when he had to escape. It wasn't until the seventh disaster struck that he realized that loneliness was not a curse, but the last gift his mother left for him.
But what is the eighth disaster?
He stood at the end of human civilization and finally no longer had to run away.
An apocalypse without golden fingers, a lonely brave man who can change his destiny without relying on rebirth. When all disasters are added up, survival itself is the biggest miracle.
It's a bit AI-y, but still good enough to watch.