Annihilation of the solar system

The flowing clouds all over the sky have just been sprinkled with a thin layer of gray halo by the morning light. Amidst the chirping of insects and birds, several buses are traveling on the city road. This was originally an asphalt road, but now it looks like

Only the driveway where cars often drive over can still be seen as a smooth road surface, while other places are covered with a layer of dust and garbage.

Several vehicles were filled with workers who had just finished the night shift in the industrial park. There were men, women, and children among them. What they had in common was that they were all wearing stained work clothes, their faces were haggard, and their eyes were full of exhaustion.

The entire car was unusually quiet. There was almost no communication between them. They could only hear the whine of the car's motor and the chirping of birds on the dense street trees outside the window. Everyone, whether sitting or standing, was speechless.

I was holding my lunch box in my hand, waiting quietly to arrive at the stop.

The bus stopped at the harbor on the roadside. Amidst the station announcements in the bus, several people got off each bus. Then they walked in their own directions. In the era of crisis, it is about to enter its sixth year.

At that time, billions of people in the world lived such a hard and dark life.

He Zhengping was unkempt and had a shaggy beard. He did not look like a young man at all. He was walking along the street with a heavy lunch box in his hand. Thick dust was stuck to the rolling shutter doors on both sides of the street, and it looked like

It had not been turned on for a long time. After walking through the dark corridors and stairs, he came to the door of his residence, looked up at the balance of this month's electricity on the meter and opened the door.

The light in the room was very dim. In order not to use up the quota of electricity quickly, he just turned on a very dim light. Using the dim light, he washed off the oil on his hands. Then he took the lunch box and prepared to eat.

The worker would choose to go home after eating at the factory, but he would rather go home and eat alone.

He has no partner, or even friends. In this era where the countdown to the end of the world is approaching, most young people have chosen to live alone. And older people no longer expand their circle of friends.

This has almost become an unwritten law around the world. Because everyone is afraid that in the apocalyptic war in a few years, they will double the pain caused by losing their loved ones, partners and friends.

He Zhengping was sitting at the table and fiddling with the lid of the lunch box, but he couldn't open it. He held his breath and used all his strength to pry open the lid of the lunch box.

With a sound of "Bang!", the warm food spilled all over the table. He suddenly stood up from the stool in anger, raised the lid high that caused him to knock over the food, and was about to smash it down as if to vent his anger. But

After lifting it for a while, he slowly put it down again, because if he broke the lid, he would have to go through a complicated application process to get a new one.

He Zhengping used chopsticks and spoons to carefully put the food scattered on the table back into the lunch box. Although the originally warm food had become cold and mixed with the strange smell on the table, he could only remain silent.

Eat it or you will starve.

Before being caught by Cao Rui, he and several friends he met after dropping out of school were living a very comfortable life with the help of the special means of "Internet Ghost". He Zhengping, who had lacked family ties since childhood, was very satisfied with such a small group life.

.Even in an era of crisis, they can still live leisurely and contentedly under the protection of the "Internet Ghost".

But after Cao Rui caught them, they underwent interrogation by the National Security Bureau. Although they were quickly released by the National Security Bureau, the "Internet Ghost" never had contact with them again. At first, his little

The collective doesn't mind either.

However, when the pressure of life and production in the crisis era gradually began to be imposed on this group of young people who were accustomed to enjoying "special conveniences", their small group began to collapse. Everyone pointed the finger at the first person who cooperated with the National Security Bureau

He Zhengping believed that he had caused the all-powerful "Internet Ghost" to no longer protect them.

He Zhengping could only silently leave the small group he had lived in for several years and regarded as a family. Because he dropped out of school, he did not have a university diploma, and within the framework of the crisis law, he would only be assigned to the most basic front-line work.

That is some high-intensity, low-efficiency repetitive work. Although it is also the job with the largest number of people in planetary defense production, there are still big obstacles for He Zhengping, a young man with a higher education, to accept it.

.

At the beginning, he also tried to find Zhou Cheng, the teacher who had made some kind of promise to him in the interrogation room. However, after leaving the door of the National Security Bureau, he, an unknown little person, wanted to think about it again.

Finding that well-known professor with a high position and having only one class experience becomes even more difficult.

After surviving the most painful first two years, he has now basically adapted to this boring life that feels endless. After eating a not-so-palatable meal, He Zhengping set the alarm clock for an hour and came to his laptop.

The once all-encompassing international Internet no longer exists. Now ordinary people can only find news announcements and volunteer recruitment information in times of crisis.

He opened a game, which was one of his few pastimes. The game was one of the few games installed on the computer before the crisis era. Because there was no network, he could only play in stand-alone mode.

In the past few years, he has played through each level countless times in various ways. He knows every detail of the game scene and even the dialogue of the NPCs by heart, and knows it by heart. Despite this, he knows it by heart.

, he still plays it for a while every day, because he feels that this repetitive game world is still much more exciting than the boring and cruel real world.

After a while, the alarm clock rang. Today he found a new easter egg in a game scene that had been repeated thousands of times, which made him ecstatic. So, he wanted to play for a while. So, he got up

He came to the door with the alarm clock in hand.

Looking at the single-digit remaining power distribution on the electricity meter and the number of days left, he counted it repeatedly with his fingers. But no matter how he calculated it, if he had fun today, he would have two or three days at the end of the month.

It was possible to spend the day in darkness. In desperation, he could only lament and returned to the house.

Just when he closed the door, a piece of paper on the ground caught his attention. He picked up the piece of paper. It was a piece of snow-white and soft paper. It was about the size of a business card, and it seemed to have come from the crack of the door.

It was tucked in. When he first entered the door, the dim light prevented him from noticing it.

In times of crisis, this kind of snow-white paper is rarely seen in daily life, let alone stuffed into the crack of one's door like this. Looking carefully, there are two lines of Juanxiu font written on the piece of paper. One line looks like

is a website domain name, and the other line is a string of letters and numbers.

(Official book club group: 630198742)