On that day that no one knew, the temperature of the world began to fall out of control——
Not a blizzard, not a polar night, but a drop accurate to one decimal place.
On the first day, people just thought that the cold air came a little early.
On the fifth day, the entire Qiuzhuang army was wiped out.
On the tenth day, snow began to fall in the south.
After one month, no season can be called summer.
Qi Wan is just one of thousands of ordinary migrant workers.
She squeezes into the subway every day, gets fined, and orders milk tea to suppress the bitterness of life.
But when the hot and buzzing morning suddenly becomes biting, and the mobile phone signal is overwritten with strange characters,
Delayed overlapping sounds came from the radio——
She realized that what was really missing this autumn was not the season, but the future.
Some say this is natural revenge, others say it is a technological leak.
The government blocked the news and experts gave perfunctory explanations.
No one noticed——
The cooling curve is almost perfectly smooth, without any randomness.
It's like someone is pushing the thermostat button on the world.
As temperatures continue to drop, urban infrastructure begins to crumble;
Heating resources cause turmoil; the crowd divides and creates cruel survival rules.
Every day, people freeze to death; every night, lights go out.
The deadline for survival is visibly approaching - 340...339...338...
And above the despair and darkness, Qi Wan was keenly aware of
Behind this disaster, there is an invisible gaze.
It is everywhere but never has a voice.
It is waiting for the moment when the last breath of human white mist dissipates.
When the end of the world is accurately written into the script,
Can resistance still change the outcome?
Or are we just experimental animals being observed from the beginning?
This time, humanity is not facing the end of the world
We are dealing with - the observer.
Intention: In the face of absolute power, the insignificance of human beings is fully exposed.
However, what really determines the value of civilization is not the length of survival.
But the courage to persist in loving despite the countdown to destruction.