Chapter 30 Posts of End Times News

The few people who had dinner, after taking a walk to digest food, are now sitting on the sofa in the living room, each busy with their own affairs, the atmosphere is quiet and beautiful.

Ge Wanyi sat quietly, watching the doomsday movie that Zhang Xian recommended to her.

Ge Wanyi was born in a scholarly family, and she received excellent education since she was a child. She has never been touched by the slightest bit of secular pollution.

Even if I watch TV and movies, they are always literary movies. I have never seen any cruel and terrifying movies.

This doomsday-themed movie is full of gore and killings, and human nature is inherently evil.

At first, Ge Wanyi couldn't accept such a bloody and terrifying scene.

But think of daughter and husband.

And before that, her daughter said to her: "Mom doesn't have to worry about anything."

Ge Wanyi couldn't refuse that tough, sensible look.

Her precious daughter and husband are all with her.

She didn't want to become a drag in the end of the world.

The end times are coming, and it will be much more terrifying than this reality.

She had to be mentally prepared in advance and adapt.

So, she suppressed the discomfort and accepted it bit by bit.

From the very beginning, her husband and daughter were by her side, watching with her.

Now, an hour later, she can already read it by herself.

And her husband and daughter were also busy with their own affairs by her.

Zhang Liang took a notebook and put it on the table, busy with something with a serious face.

He could have worked in the study, but he insisted on staying in the living room on the grounds that he wanted to spend more time with his wife and daughter.

Zhang Xian was leaning on the sofa, holding the phone in her right hand, her slender and beautiful fingers swipe the screen from time to time.

His left hand rested leisurely by his side.

I don't know what it slid to, my fingers paused, and I clicked in.

The longer he stayed on the page, the colder Zhang Xian's eyes became.

Looking at the past, on the phone page, there is a post that announces the news of the end of the world.

The post has a lot of content, and I wrote several pages eloquently.

The landlord cryptically mentioned the time of the end, implying that everyone should prepare in advance.

Raise supplies.

As if to prove the truth of what he said.

I also looked for examples of various natural disasters and man-made disasters in the past year very seriously.

When ordinary people see such lengthy and cumbersome posts, they usually just laugh it off and swipe it away.

But it is such an exciting topic as the end of the world.

Therefore, it also attracted many people.

There are a lot of replies now, and the post has already covered hundreds of floors.

Click to open the comment area like this:
"Brother, do you have hysteria? It's been 3030, why are you still playing this trick?"

"This water sticker is outdated."

"Didi, experience plus six."

"If the end of the world comes, one zombie will fight one, and two zombies will fight one pair."

"Take me upstairs."

"If you spread rumors and cause unnecessary panic, you will be banned. The host is brave."

There are also some faint voices:

"It's better to believe what it has than to believe it doesn't."

"I think it's better to prepare some supplies, just in case."

There were a few such speeches, but within a short while, they were overwhelmed by the army of saliva.

There is still too much ridicule.

However, the host did not reply to any comments.

Instead, they persisted in posting some post-apocalyptic survival rules, must-see links in post-apocalyptic posts, etc.

"666, praise the landlord for his patience."

There are still good people who keep brushing the comments.

"It can't be true, can it?"

Some people began to doubt the authenticity because of the extremely serious attitude of the host.

"What are you thinking? Now that the country is stable, why are there so many strange things?"

Someone immediately refuted.

What followed was a scene of a large group of people eating melons, and a small group of people holding their own opinions, and the two sides arguing.

It can be said to be very intense.

"The landlord doesn't talk, what else is he thinking about, he just has nothing to do when he's full."

"Didn't you see that the landlord is serious about posting things again?"

There are different opinions.

……

However, the landlord just kept silent, just reminded to prepare more supplies and be prepared.

Continue to post your own doomsday guide.

Seeing this, Zhang Xian closed the post, but raised her eyes and took a deep look at Zhang Liang.

"Is it worth it?" She wanted to ask, but she couldn't say anything.

(End of this chapter)

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