Chapter 250

Xianzhou "Luo Fu."

Since Qingque escaped from the card room and hid from Fu Xuan, she hadn't gone out again and had been huddled at home.

The "Celestial Jade" online was not bad, but it was not as comfortable as physical cards, and it lacked the function of chatting and connecting with card friends.

After playing a few rounds, Qingque lost interest, lay on the bed, and started watching the Foundation's live broadcast.

Before watching for long, this petite girl curled up into a ball, covered her head with a thin quilt, and hid in the corner of the bed, shivering.

Xianzhou people have long lives, which does not mean that every Xianzhou person can adapt to horror programs. For Qingque, this belonged to content that was absolutely beyond the syllabus.

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The air under the quilt became turbid and stuffy. Qingque really couldn't bear it, so she held a fearless, death-defying mood, lifted the quilt, and prepared to be taken away by the monster.

Outside the window, insects chirped, and the warm but not hot wind blew through the window, blowing on the girl's skin like curd.

Qingque still had lingering fears and didn't dare to watch this program again.

Her reason kept warning her that if she watched one more time, she would be chased by more terrifying monsters in her dreams tonight, and one mistake would lead to being caught.

"It's just a video, nothing to be afraid of..."

Qingque warned herself like this, and was finally defeated by her own heart of slacking off, turned over, and didn't look anymore.

Another day passed, and Joel crawled out of bed in a daze.

He rested his hands on the windowsill, saw that the weather outside was good, but didn't dare to open the window.

Yesterday's lesson was still fresh in his memory.

Perhaps not opening the window for ventilation would make him sick, but after opening the window, the monsters wandering in the world could take his life at any time.

Suddenly, a foul smell of burning wires entered his nasal cavity. He frowned and tried to turn on the desk lamp.

Thank God, the power was not out.

"Honestly, I feel like I've been going crazy these days. Although I feel like I can calmly die in the end of the world, I still want to continue to live on..."

Joel pulled his collar, rolled up his sleeves, and continued to talk to himself.

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"I once thought it would be better for the human world to be destroyed early."

"But when the end of the world really arrived, I suddenly missed the past days, not worrying about monsters appearing suddenly, not worrying about being the only living person in the world tomorrow..."

"I am a coward, I am a coward, I didn't save those who were dying, I let my own kind rot outside..."

He was not ashamed to admit all this.

Failing to save those girls from the thugs, and picking up a rotten life in front of the fog monster, Joel closed his doors and didn't go out, sealing the windows with steel plates, even though the materials of those windows were thickened special glass.

One day, the internet was completely cut off.

Joel meant that his computer and mobile phone couldn't connect to the internet at all—whether it was dial-up or browsing web pages.

Recording the year, month, and day, from this moment on, required him to make a calendar himself and calculate it bit by bit.

Joel made seven marks on his self-made calendar, representing that he had been hiding in the house for a whole week.

During this period, he didn't go out again, didn't open the window again, letting the screams, gunshots, metal collision sounds, and life reproduction sounds come from outside the window.

There was no sound outside. Joel didn't know if there were any living people outside, or if there were wandering monsters.

He was indifferent to these.

On the fifteenth day, power and gas supplies were interrupted, followed by tap water. Fortunately, his basement had a water purifier, fuel, and a generator.

After a few more months, perhaps more than a year, the accumulated food bottomed out first.

Joel tentatively went out.

No thugs, no monsters, this was good.

The only problem was...

The world disappeared.

Yes, the world disappeared, which was the meaning on the text.

The entire earth was like a cake, and the gods cut a piece and took it away. The place where they cut the knife was less than ten meters west of his house.

Joel was stunned in place.

These days he had imagined countless ways for the world to be destroyed, but not this one.

What is this, am I living in a computer game?

Joel tied a rope to his body and tied the other end to the big tree in the yard—the surface of the tree bark was covered with traces of gunshots, and black after burning.

Everything was ready, he held his gun, crawled toward the edge of the world.

He gathered his courage, lay on the edge, poked his head down, and an uncontrollable feeling of falling arose in his heart.

This rift section was neat and tidy, bottomless, and he didn't know if it was the center of the earth or hell in religion below.

He looked at the opposite side, but couldn't even see a shadow.

Undoubtedly, the world over there had disappeared.

Gone... Joel couldn't connect the scene before him with the knowledge he had received.

Like the kind of world imagined by flat-earthers.

It was a strange scene that would appear in Minecraft.

"Haha..."

"Gone... gone..."

He stood up shakily, walked backward a few steps, knelt on the ground with weakness, and laughed foolishly.