The sky is dark and the yellow sand is rolling...
The city is besieged by zombies and is full of ruins...
"So hungry..."
The humanoid object buried in the yellow sand muttered in confusion.
Suddenly there was a deafening thunder and a strong wind!
A copycat Lamborghini-style flick, the motorcycle parked arrogantly next to the humanoid object——
"Sir, this is your express delivery, please sign for it!"
Who stipulates that there can be no express delivery in the last days?
Who stipulates that there can't be awesome and coquettish tomboys in the apocalypse?
Who stipulates that in the last days, there cannot be great couriers who specialize in saving lives, helping the wounded, providing porridge and creating a future? !
"Ah, it's my favorite beef rice bowl!" The humanoid object instantly resurrected with full health.
The courier smiled slightly, turned around, mounted his motorcycle, and disappeared into the ruins filled with yellow sand...
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Today's end of the world is also a day of peace.