The End is near

Xiao Jun stands by the floor-to-ceiling window of the room.

Usually at this time, most people have already gone home, but today is different.

As the Double Eleven shopping carnival, at this point, the major shopping malls and squares are still crowded with people.

Little did they know, the apocalypse was about to begin.

Looking at the new mechanical watch on his hand, although it wasn't a famous brand, it still cost Xiao Jun his last 5,000 yuan.

With the second hand making a full circle, the minute hand also jumped to the 11-minute position.

Suddenly, it started to rain outside the window, and the end of the world began.

Now people wouldn't think there was a problem with the rain, it was just normal.

Looking at the people downstairs looking for shopping malls to take shelter from the rain, Xiao Jun showed a hint of scorn on his face.

The highest floor of the mall is only five or six floors. It will be flooded by tomorrow morning.

The rain is still falling continuously, and it is getting heavier and heavier. Xiao Jun's face has no expression, neither happiness nor sadness.

An hour passed quickly, and the water level rose visible to the naked eye.

At the beginning, there were still a few cars on the road, but now they were already out of sight.

After looking for a while, Xiao Jun, who already knew the outcome, became bored and returned to the comfortable bed.

When Xiao Jun woke up the next day, the outside of the sky was still dark, and the rain did not show any sign of decreasing.

From Xiao Jun's perspective, the top of the opposite mall could be seen. Yesterday, it was still crowded and bustling, but today, only the top could be seen.

Just here, at least tens of thousands of people drowned last night.

Xiao Jun's heart was unmoved. In the real end of the world, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people died every day. It wasn't until the humans built the Future City that it got a little better.

Suddenly, there was a huge knock on the door, accompanied by a few screams of heartbreak.

The presidential suite has very good sound insulation, but it can still be heard, which is enough to show how tragic the cry outside is.

Through the peephole, it can be seen that the corridor on the 21st floor is already crowded with people, many of whom are only wearing pajamas and holding mobile phones. It looks like they are the lucky ones who escaped from the lower floors.

This is just the beginning. Their instinct to go to the top floor is not yet understood. Now they won't realize the terror of the end of the world.

The presidential suite is fully equipped with various tools. Xiao Jun goes to the kitchen to start cooking. By evening, electricity, water, and gas will all stop working. While it is still usable, it is better to cook the vegetables and meat and put them on the plate together. Then open a self-heating rice meal.

Dinner is ready! The delicious smell is really great.

The cry outside the door only lasted for a while and then disappeared. Shouting also takes energy.

After being full, I opened a bottle of fat house happy water and took a sip. Comfortable.

When the end of the world comes, it is unthinkable to be able to live like this.

With nothing to do, Xiao Jun turned on his phone. After not using it for several years, many functions are a bit rusty.

On the Internet, there are now overwhelming news about the flood, but the vast majority of people still firmly believe that someone will come to rescue them.

"Don't be afraid, the rain will stop, just wait for the rescue calmly."

"I'm on the rooftop now, it's too cold outside, I really hope this expensive rain will stop soon."

"So, it's better to buy a house sooner, your first choice."

This person is really a business genius. At this time, they still have the leisure to do business.

At this time, those who can still wander on the Internet are mostly high-rise residents, so there is still time to chat here.

However, in just one more day, they should probably understand.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, all the lights in the house suddenly went out.

The circuit system has completely collapsed.

The cry in the hallway came again.

This time, it wasn't just one person crying.

Normally, there would still be corridor lights to bring them a sense of security, but now they are gone.

Black is always easier to bring panic.

Without electricity, there is no internet. Not only that, some people with cell phones that still have power were horrified to find that there was no signal.

The darkness, hunger, and the crowd are getting more and more panicked. No one knows how long the rain will last.

Already, some people have begun to knock on the door of each room one by one, hoping that someone inside can open the door.

Living in a room is much better than sleeping in the hallway.

Xiao Jun's door was also inevitably knocked on.

Without looking back, Xiao Jun continued to look out the window at the rain. After a while, perhaps because they were too noisy, Xiao Jun returned to the room.

Closing the door, the sound was blocked by the two doors.

Go to sleep, it's only the first day.

The next morning.

The rain still has not stopped at all. The movement outside the door has become much quieter.

No one has eaten for a day and a night, and they don't have the strength to shout anymore.

Even if someone has small snacks on them, they must have eaten them all yesterday.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The violent knocking on the door sounded again, and Xiao Jun still didn't pay attention.

"Mr. Xiao, I know you're inside. Your room was booked by me, for two days."

"Everyone is a compatriot. Can you let us in? The presidential suite is so big. We can even sleep in the living room."

I didn't expect that the front desk lady who checked him in also managed to escape to the top floor and survive.

"Someone inside, open the door, or don't blame us for being unkind."

The knocking on the door became louder, and it seemed that they were using tools. Sure enough, when the soft ones didn't work, they turned to the hard ones. This is human nature.

Xiao Jun wasn't scared at all. After all, this is a presidential suite, and the quality won't be so bad.

Plus, these people haven't eaten for a day and a night, and they don't have any good tools in their hands. It's impossible to force their way in.

Sure enough, the banging only lasted for about five or six minutes before it stopped. Xiao Jun leisurely turned on the gas and prepared to cook a bowl of instant noodles for himself.

"Wow, it smells so good."

After six years of famine-like life, anything is a pleasure for Xiao Jun.

He opened another bottle of drink, not Coke this time, but A milk tea.

Coke is not good to drink too much, it kills sperm.