Chapter 874

The night was deep, the snowfield was boundless, and the gray earth and the black sky met in the distance.

In this vast darkness, there was only one bright little white spot between heaven and earth, flickering, and it might go out at any time.

That was Alice and Christina's campsite.

The two found a suitable place among the dead trees, using a tarp as the roof and walls of the campsite to block the wind and snow.

The firewood burning in the stove made a crackling sound, the wind outside was faint, and there was the sound of the tarp being blown and bulging.

Sitting by the stove, Christina listened to the sound of water boiling in the kettle, opened her notebook, and wrote slowly:

【It's snowing again.】

【Recently, the snowfall has been one after another, but there is some warmth in the air.】

【The blue is getting lighter and lighter. The sky is also gradually returning to a gray color, I am afraid that like the green that came and went, the world will enter the next era.】

【Miss Alice is also very concerned about this.】

【She said that if the first two returning colors are blue and green, then according to the three primary colors theory, the next one to return should be red.】

【How much time is left, and in what form will the next disaster come?】

【I don't know.】

【I also don't have any news about Tang Mi. If it is destined that I can't find him, then traveling to the end of the world with Miss Alice like this might not be bad.】

After writing, she rubbed her hands and looked up.

Alice was busy counting supplies, various things spread out on the sleeping bag, a bit messy.

"This is for the day after tomorrow, this is for the day after the day after tomorrow…" she muttered.

After counting, Alice noticed Christina's gaze and asked while putting things away:

"Why aren't you resting yet?"

"Thinking about when this disaster will pass."

"That's hard, or… there won't be an end."

"But Miss Alice, isn't she running around for the fate of all humanity?"

Alice's movements paused, she was silent for a moment, and after a while, she continued to pack supplies. After pulling the backpack zipper, she shook her head:

"I just firmly believe that my actions may bring a turning point, but whether the future will really develop according to my vision, that is unknown."

…

The wind and snow continued.

When the rich ink color in the sky faded quietly, on a gray earth, the small snow bags in the forest disappeared, leaving only two strings of footprints pointing to the distance.

The subsequent journey was far from smooth.

Trekking on a vast white land is a double test of body and mind.

The previous heavy rain extinguished almost all life in the outer regions, and the reason it was all was because there were hidden 'anomalies'.

—Those fugitives who escaped from the destroyed sites.

Passing through dense forests, wading through rushing rivers.

They were getting closer and closer to the expected target location.

However, when there were still two days of travel left, a blizzard came suddenly.

In the wind and snow, visibility was extremely low, the cold wind was biting, and they could only rely on each other's warmth and firm will to continue moving forward.

But fortunately, they found an abandoned hut that could shelter from the wind and snow, temporarily avoiding the blizzard's ravages.

Until the third night, the phantom of the city appeared behind the snow curtain.

Even wearing a protective suit and supported by an exoskeleton, Christina felt her heart roaring.

She switched the mode of the exoskeleton and rested slightly.

Just at this time, Alice's voice came from the front:

"We are here."

Then persist for a while longer… Christina cheered up again and pulled her feet out of the snow.

Walking dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up.

But what awaited the two was not a peach blossom spring.

But the ruins of the city.

What came into view were intertwined vehicle wrecks, mottled explosion traces, and the urban area that was once a commercial street and financial district, leaving only broken walls and ruins in silence.

Unlike Laliwia, not only could the shadow of the tower not be seen here, but the road was also clean, with no discarded human bones, and no stiff mummified corpses.

Christina was a little puzzled.

Did the people here dismantle the whole tower while rioting?

"Where is the tower?"

"This is not one of the selected anchored settlements, so there is no tower." Alice said concisely.

She looked at the skyscrapers hundreds of meters high in the city, full of emotion.

"Selected?" Christina looked puzzled, "Aren't all cities anchored?"

"You…"

Alice opened her mouth.

She just wanted to say something, but closed her lips, lowered her eyes, frowned, looked at the broken city under her feet, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, she raised her head:

"I know."

"I ask you, how many people were there in the world before the Great Fading and the rainy season?"

"A little over one hundred million, the same as the total population in the settlements." Christina answered immediately.

Sure enough…

Alice was not surprised by this answer.

The glory belonging to humanity had long dimmed.

The entire human civilization, no matter what brilliant achievements it had made in the past, and what dazzling crowns it had won.

Now they have all fallen into the dust, the glory is gone, crawling on this land, struggling to survive.

The former brilliance and the past prosperity fell from a high place with humanity at the beginning of the apocalypse.

To this day, it is not surprising that the new generation knows half-understood about humanity's past.

Alice sighed:

"Before the Great Fading, this number was eight billion."

"Ah?"

Christina was shocked.

At that moment, she seemed to have come to the long river of civilization, able to peek at the once brilliant human world.

It is not difficult to imagine that in that era she had never experienced, human civilization would be so full of vitality, culture would be so prosperous, and technology would be so developed.

Only then could it leave a huge legacy for the human civilization that had decayed to this point, allowing the weak race to gasp for breath.

At that moment, Christina's mentality underwent a subtle change.

In this almost broken world, what can she do for this?

Is it possible to reignite the fire of civilization and let humanity recover from this disaster?

Watching Christina fall into silence, Alice didn't say anything.

She found a relatively complete building nearby, set up camp, lit a small kerosene lamp, started a stove, organized bedding, and cooked dinner.

Everything proceeded in an orderly manner in silence.

When the last ray of gray faded from the outside world and pure darkness shrouded the land, the flames in the kerosene lamp and the stove became the last light source in the room.

The two lay half-lying in their respective sleeping bags. Alice looked at the pure white sparks flying out of the stove and said slowly:

"Color is important to the world, but its disappearance did not paralyze the world."

"The Foundation announced its existence and then controlled the situation."

"For most people, it's just that something is missing in life, and there is an extra Foundation that they will never see in their lives, that's all."

"But a few months later, the heavy rain changed everything."

Hearing "heavy rain", Christina turned over instantly:

"That heavy rain that ran through my life?"

"Yes." Alice nodded.

Then, she began to tell the apocalypse that subverted civilization and sank all living things. ===== CHAPTER 876 =====