Doomsday Journey

It was raining heavily outside the window. I sat at my desk, looking at the novel in my hand, and couldn't help but sigh. "This is really a serious science fiction novel!" Lu Yang was sitting on the bed next to him, chewing a Jianweixiaoshi tablet he found out from somewhere. Chew Chew... "Don't you really want to laugh when you say this?" Chew Chew... Meng Lang was lying on the window, counting the raindrops falling on the windowsill. Hearing the sound, he turned around and saw Lu Yang enjoying his meal. "First of all, I agree with what I said." "Secondly..." A black shadow suddenly flew out of the window and pinned Lu Yang down. "Why are you secretly eating alone again!" Looking at them fighting together again, I couldn't help but sigh. "But... It's really possible that this is a serious science fiction novel."