: Preface last supper
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Apocalyptic Forecast
- Fengyue
- 1954 characters
- 2021-01-30 02:53:12
AD 2020
Everest
A roar of tears came from afar.
A huge layer of ice slipped from the dark mountain and fell into the surging sea.
The tyrannical ice sea is surging and surging, as if it has continued to the end of the world. Then, at the end of the world, the wind blew, mixed with the smell of ashes and dust.
The world suddenly became so small.
The high sky seems to be pressed down and turned into pure white iron. Through the huge cracks above, you can see the gradually dim and extinct stars in the universe.
Is like a lamp that melts in the dark after losing power.
It seems that there is nothing between the vast world, and the last thing left is only the tallest narrow platform in the world, and the temporary working cabin.
A fishing rod was set up from the edge of the platform, and the fishing line was thrown into the sea. The buoy undulated in the muddy sea water.
Boring anglers wore felt hats and lay on their folding chairs.
Seemed to pass the time, he even took a chessboard with some years, disregarding the loud cracks in the distance, randomly playing with the chess pieces above.
It seems that after a long period of time, the pieces of black and white have been difficult to put together, ‘human beings are withering away’, and the only remaining ‘kings’ and ‘bishops’ have been incomplete, and they have been cracked by the weather.
Even the chessboard lacked a large piece of corners, and the black and white grids were twisted and mixed in one place, forming a large chaotic gray.
It is surprising that no matter how rocking the mountain is, those pieces always stand steadily on their own territory without ever being shaken.
"President, NASA sent a message--"
An assistant with heavy glasses came out of the cabin and carried the last luggage: "The fourth settlement is completed. The New York Stock Exchange has finished uploading. They are about to evacuate and say we wish us a smooth work."
"It's time to get out."
President shook his head unpleasantly: "The group of guys in the governing bureau are really troublesome. They are always tossing around and moving is not good."
"Why do you want to save a backup. After" Heaven "falls, the data can only be transferred by the hard disk."
"Don't be stupid, boy." The president sneered: "The group of guys just like to enjoy the feeling of stepping on the bell, just like how professional and punctual they are. Hey, he won't die ten minutes earlier."
"Ah ha ha."
The assistant smiled embarrassingly, and said nothing more. After he got together, he saw the computer lost next to the board. Except for the two pages that just searched for ‘how to fish in the Himalayas’, only a real-time satellite cloud image remained on the screen.
The satellites from the old NASA, until now, still stubbornly maintain their mission, and meticulously transmitted back the pictures overlooking from space.
It's a pity that what's on the screen is no longer the beautiful stars of the past, but the holes.
Countless messy cyclones covered the whole blue, and just under that thick or thin typhoon cloud layer, it revealed a shocking burn.
At the same time, a huge rift slowly emerged from the satellite image, and a red line spread from the huge scale of thousands of kilometers, rapidly expanding and expanding, pulling the surrounding yellow continent and dark gray ocean, and finally lifted. A hurricane moved, tearing the atmosphere apart.
"Is that an earthquake?"
The assistant sighed in amazement and leaned in. "It's amazing, I didn't expect it to be so spectacular."
The president looked up and saw immediately: "It was the geothermal explosion. After the core began to cool, the third wave of shock was being released from the continental plates of North and South America. If left unattended, it would be about sixty years later. Let's finish ... Look, New York, it's stuck in the sea. "
"What a pity, I haven't seen the Statue of Liberty yet."
"I've been there."
President withdrew his gaze, "Actually it doesn't mean anything ..."
There was a sudden roar from the distance. There seemed to be some light in the depths of the ocean. The crimson red was rolling in the darkness, reflecting the painful burning light from below the crust.
Foehn wind blew from the end of the sea, wrapped in gray dust and white mist, as if covering the whole world.
As if the whole world was boiled by seawater.
"It looks like Teppanyaki." The chairman said suddenly.
"Ok?"
"Teppanyaki, didn't you take it with you last time? The taste is very good."
The president seemed to be sleepy, lying on a chair, covering his face with a hat, as if he was about to sleep, and the voice spoke softly like a dream: "In the past, a friend from Yingzhou told me that iron Pan-yaki is actually divided into Kanto and Kansai. Everyone generally eats the Kanto kind, which is simple and simple, but what is really wonderful is the flavor of Kansai.
Because it only coats a thin layer of oil on the iron plate at the beginning. As long as the temperature is enough, the fat of the ingredients can cooked themselves. It is said that in this way the natural deliciousness and original taste of the ingredients can be eaten ... "
Assistant was silent for a moment, "It sounds cruel."
"Yeah, but aren't human beings such cruel creatures?" The chairman replied: "If you can only survive if you eat, then you will eat. This is the simplest truth, evil rooted in human nature.
Started devouring thunder and fire, burning the wilderness, digging a coal mine, and then extracting oil. When the oil was insufficient, it coveted fission ... Then, even now, even if the world is going to die, it will not relax.
As long as our ancestors put Neanderthals into the recipe, it was out of control. "
The assistant turned his head and looked at the man on the recliner, but he couldn't see his face through the hat, and he couldn't tell whether the man's eyes were pity or the mockery and mockery he used to know.
In the long silence, the sky is getting darker and darker, the original white sky is gradually darker, and finally, the round of illusion behind the clouds gradually shrinks and dissipates ...
"Is the sun going out?"
"Yeah, the power of the Pillar of Origin has begun to end."
"The storm is blowing again."
"Yep."
"Will this stop this time?"
"Who knows?" The head will slowly rise and put the hat back on his head. "No matter how it changes, this is not a land where humans can survive ... Have you already seen it? Except for the pain of this body , It has nothing left. "
He paused and murmured softly: "This is our last supper."
The last cigarette was lit.
The flames were extinguished, and a line of green smoke rose up.
On the computer screen, all the satellite signals gradually went out, replaced by one weird emblem after another, they ran on the dark screen, as if the gods were running on their own surface, with unspeakable coldness and majesty.
Ideal country, go live.
Survival House, go online.
The unified bureau is online.
Stone Kettle Society, Bronze Hand, Graveyard of the Returnless ...
Separated by a black screen and its own emblem, it seems that there are countless sights cast on this last land to greet the arrival of the final moment.
All the guests are in place, waiting for the final curtain to be unveiled.
Stared at the broken chessboard.
Assistant swallowed nervously and carefully looked at the pocket watch in his hand. When the needle and the minute hand overlapped, he raised his head and reported, "The pillar of God's marrow is warmed up."
"……and many more!"
President frowned suddenly, as if listening intently.
Is not just an assistant, the emblems on the screen also seem to be serious, like a big enemy.
Then, the guy suddenly reached out and pulled the fishing rod, and actually pulled something from the sea. It looks shaggy, like a cat, but has a fish-like tail, which is strange.
"Aha, after waiting for two hours, there is still fruit. Who said that Qiandu Encyclopedia is unreliable?" The chairman smiled and looked at his 'harvest': "It's really fate, little thing! But how to look They do n’t look like fish. Can they be eaten? "
"......"
Everyone was silent and did not speak.
Doesn't care much about him.
Was pulled up by the fishing rod. The little man unhappyly opened his mouth and called twice. He stretched out two small front claws to scratch his face, but he was tucked into the fish basket.
After returning to the sea, it settled down, turned over, and was too lazy to move.
"Okay." The chairman put the fishing rod and bucket into the assistant's arms and carried his chair. "Get ready to go."
He reached out and took off the white chariot from the chessboard.
Accompanied his movements, as if the last light went out.
The sun high above the sky lost its trail.
Everything in the world has fallen into darkness.
After seeing no light, I can no longer hear any wind, because everything except them stops abruptly, as if time freezes.
The first thing left is the universe, because a slender and slender palm did not know where it came from, and took off the black queen-the ideal country has drawn the base of the astral-then the original darkness faded away, and countless stars disappeared, There is no meaningless void.
Next to the body was the remnant ocean, the Life Academy removed the proof of existence, and the black bishop disappeared. Whether it is a monstrous tsunami or a boiling red sea, all living water in this world is rapidly falling, collapsing, and in the end, only a dark seabed remains.
Then, the white bishop's illusion generally melted, and the glorious light was turned off by the bureau. Therefore, all things were quiet, the roaring crust fell into silence, and the thin lava sprayed out of the cracks quickly solidified and lost all heat ...
Nowadays, Asia, Europe, Africa, South America, North America; barren land, cruel seas, cold or hot hurricanes, or above the sky ... everything is being methodically destroyed.
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Like the strings are broken one by one, in the end, there is only an empty echo.
In this huge and lonely destruction, the old Gaia · Earth Ⅷ ushered in its own ending.
After the last cigarette was smoked, only the final outline was left in this riddled world, and there was the last unclosed door beside the president.
"The fourteenth abandoned Eden and the Promised Land ..."
President gazed quietly at the empty chess board in front of him, and took out a bouquet of pure white flowers from his arms, and some dew remained on the petals from some place.
Is like tears, dripping in the cracks of the chessboard.
"Thank you for your stay and patience for more than three hundred years, it is really hard work."
He took off his hat and said goodbye to all of them:
"One day, let's see you in other hell."
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Finally, the door closed.
In the eternal darkness and stillness, no meaningful space shrinks inwards, and the spectrum that stretches the lingering and panting began a futile redshift. With the collapse of the four basic forces, the chessboard and flowers disappeared in nothingness.
Earth annihilation on the 8th is completed.
International Astronomical Society's 14th World Extermination Plan was completed.
At the last moment, a glimmer of light emerged from the chessboard, and the queen's pure white outline was outlined in the tears of the flowers, just like a meteor, flying to the distance.
The old world died once again, like countless times in the past.
Then, a new world comes.
Everything works as usual.
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This is the remnant record of ninety years ago, the last remnant of the glorious era.
Since then, there has been no such glory.