The apocalypse arrived. Strange creatures appeared everywhere, the earth cracked apart, and the oceans grew turbulent.
Dai Youshuang ran out of her office building in a panic, clutching her briefcase as she argued with herself.
If the world was ending, should she find somewhere to hang herself to avoid suffering, or just hang on and live for every extra second she could get?
As she wavered, someone in front of her raised a staff and shouted. A magical crystal shield enveloped them.
She turned around. The woman behind her was speaking in words she couldn't understand, while plants and animals poured out to protect her.
She looked up again. Groups of fashionable young men and women were flying on swords through the splitting sky.
Dai Youshuang: ...
Damn it!
So she was the only one without a golden finger?!
Crying in despair as she sprinted along the ground, Dai Youshuang flew into a rage and beat the six-headed dog at her feet with her briefcase.
"This isn't fair! I want to survive too! Aaaah!"
The six-headed dog cried in a human voice: Sis, sis, stop hitting me! This isn't fair to me either!
| An ordinary person's fight to survive the apocalypse
| A record of a cowardly, neurotic extra's struggle to survive
Theme: Everyone's existence has meaning.
