"It really can go online." She studied it for a moment and became ecstatic, "Thank you, Hermes!"

She thought for a while and directly logged onto the forum of that Prophet King from before.

She glanced at the entire forum, feeling anxious.

"The Prophet King hasn't appeared since then."

Back on the apocalypse of Qixi, the Prophet King appeared and no one took it seriously, even three sand sculptures mocked it. Now, as things have come true, everyone is silent.

Now, after fleeing for more than ten days, they are still waiting for that mysterious Prophet King to post again on the forum.

Of course, the official doomsday survival guide is pinned to the top of the forum.

Tang Meng clicked to take a look.

1. Essential living conditions: The dwelling must be sealed, and air circulation needs to be directed to high altitudes to prevent cockroaches and insects from entering.

2. Insects have sensitive olfactory senses. Any human scent exposed outdoors will be tracked to your home. Currently, only full-body protective suits and oxygen tanks, with even breathing not exposed, can barely maintain safety when going out.

3. Combat and defense: Even a calm child in thick cotton clothes can kill many mutated cockroaches. It's recommended that mice be turned into iron-clad armor and can be killed unharmed... If you see cats, dogs, or even large animals, it's imperative to flee. Human neurological speed finds it difficult to engage in melee combat.

4. Safety and communication: All major satellite phones, electricity fees, and internet fees are available unconditionally, and it is recommended to migrate to large shelters equipped with power and internet maintenance.

5. Large shelters: It is recommended to be established at power plants, hydraulic plants, maintain all major facilities, establish two or three large shelters forming a triangle to avoid one falling, so other camps can rescue or even clean up and counter-attack.

...

Tang Meng looked it over, finding the summary extremely detailed.

She also saw various doomsday hypotheses.

Conspiracy theorists say: It's feared that humanity's upper echelons have long known about the apocalypse outbreak. The leak of forbidden lab medicines led to biological mutations and nuclear bombs were deployed globally in hopes of stopping it, but to no avail, which led to all this.

Biologists say: It might be a change in Earth's climatic environment leading to a certain ecological upheaval, turning the mutated Earth back into the age of biological explosions, much like the Cambrian explosion, re-entering the age of insects.

"Hmm, seeing human society collapse within just over ten days, surely impossible?" Tang Meng took a deep breath and continued reading the forum.

Elsewhere.

Fu Qingjun was tallying this week's accounts in the gang,

"The era of this second war is so ridiculous, wars are everywhere. I just want to open a watch shop, yet they come to mess with me."

"However, the people in the gang have almost developed, Little Trumpet and Baiyu might soon break through to Grandmaster."

He shook his head, busy with extremely mundane matters, lately, business development hasn't been very smooth.

He put down the account book and pressed his temples, "Just dumped the mechanical snail in there; I'm not sure how the system chip is doing? If possible, I might consider opening another production line..."

He kept thinking.

At this moment, he had driven the iterative evolution of several Demon Country civilizations, from original ordinary insects to extraordinary races; they had completely risen.

His doomsday shelter grew from a residential building into a community, which was something worth celebrating.

He suddenly furrowed his brows and exclaimed, "Oh? Tang Meng, this human survivor she's brought back has something unique about them, very clever, actually thought of a satellite phone."

He saw the golden Behemoth beast squatting and holding a phone.

This way, wouldn't his shelter be able to connect to the internet, just like other shelters, and communicate with other gathering places?

Fu Qingjun also grew curious.

Although his doomsday shelter... is somewhat unique.

But connecting to the internet was still a good thing.

After all, the ruins of Earth on the other side of the tunnel are very dangerous during the apocalypse, and traveling afar is almost impossible. He was naturally very curious about the information outside the apocalypse.

Meanwhile, Tang Meng was still everywhere, exchanging information:

"Our Ping City base successfully maintains basic power, water facilities, and satellite phone network barely connected... Welcomes everyone to come."

"Our Yunshan City urgently needs a batch of medical supplies.... Urgently needs medical personnel, a large number of residents were bitten by mutated rats."

"Just seventeen days into the doomsday, visibility is extremely low, we tried transporting supplies by helicopter, approaching other gathering places, only to be attacked by mutated birds."

"It's useless, we've tried many times, only by building completely closed underground tunnels and isolating scent, or else various scattered gathering places have turned into islands."

"According to investigations, mutated animals grow stronger in the fog, already reaching three times the speed of humans, humans are being eliminated by nature!"

...

Numerous posts were being circulated here for serious exchanges.

Tang Meng also got a grasp of the situation, "Looks like the situation is indeed as I thought, it's not that bad. It's only been eighteen days, and for our strongest infrastructure to collapse so quickly is inconceivable."

But foreigners seem to be having it worse.

Fortunately, mutated cockroaches and other animals don't have intelligence and don't know how to destroy network cables, underground cabling, so this doomsday isn't as tough.

But there are still many places that fell, unable to even organize people, but according to statistics, the casualties were extremely large, mainly in rural areas, nearly wiped out.

Rural feral cats and dogs, and all kinds of mountain forest animals and birds, make rural areas return to the most dangerous zones.

Even though, in the survivor camps established now, every night someone goes mad and turns into hideous monsters, after several riots, they've barely devised a night patrol method.

Of course, some have gotten satellite phones, speaking on the forum:

"Someone, please save me. My bestie and I are trapped in a house villa. My hero, come save us, and we're willing to offer ourselves... Reward ten million."

Below are two photos of beautiful women, rich white beauties with especially long legs exposed.

"A satellite phone can be used at home." Tang Meng sighed too. Though satellite phones have become popular these years, they aren't easy for most people to get. If she hadn't encountered the unexpected, she certainly would have prayed helplessly for help too.

Beauties are tempting, but risking life isn't worth it.

Of course, some people grumbled: "Barely solved the survival crisis, but it's so boring, turned into a shut-in, can't go out at all."

This is obviously someone oblivious to the fortune they have.

Of course, some famous people were speaking too, those odd folks who once argued with the Prophet King.

Blood Knight: "Currently dissecting mutated cockroaches, researching serums, I personally have a good study on blood, suggesting everyone research together, establish projects, if we could become like them, wouldn't we become superhuman?"

Mediterranean Barber: "According to my guesses, all animals, cockroaches, mice, etc..., are speeding up. They're showing some kind of mutation in the mist."

"To return to the original world, slowing them down isn't realistic. Our only solution is to speed up like them... That way, our speed returns to the original species balance, equivalent to nothing having happened at all."

Tang Meng nodded, thinking this was a good idea.

Her sword is the past: "If your guess is true, we indeed theoretically return to balance, back to the previous world, but it's just relative to animals only. What about the external environment?"

"If human reaction, physique is three times faster, isn't that kind of superhuman? If we indeed restore peaceful times like that, then bullets, guns, projections, wouldn't we weaken them, reducing modern weapon effectiveness, already a small superhuman society?"

Tang Meng continued reading, finding their words insightful.

Many netizens spoke too:

"If we humans can get through this crisis, we might ascend to an advanced civilization with our entire civilization evolving!"

"Higher-dimensional civilization? If thoughts speed up, action speed quickens..."

"Our civilization, evolving?"

Many people were discussing.

In the chaotic posts, Tang Meng thought for a while and still posted a post:

[I Encountered Mayan Civilization!]

Click to open the post:

"People suffering in the apocalypse, do you want to know the truth about the apocalypse outbreak?"

"This is a god-bringing flood as a punishment for us!"

Attached below were countless screenshots.

A city of angels and a Feathered Serpent God rapidly enlarging, devouring vapor.

She didn't care if the post got drowned; she began publishing her experiences and sightings from the past few days, accompanied by pictures and text for analysis.

"Ah, this?"

People in the shelter continued to read.

At first, thinking it was CG animation, soon many thought it was a movie, but gradually they found it incredibly real and continued to watch.

At first, they thought it was an animation or a movie, but gradually realized it was different as they kept watching.

Fascinated, they continued reading.

As they read on, they couldn't help but wonder - what was reality, and what was fiction?

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