Doomsday Disaster Response Center.

After the sun went out, the disaster response center was set up urgently that night.

But it was only temporary at the time.

Three days later, the response center took over the task of maintaining social order, and leaders from all major departments participated.

Half a month later, almost all other departments were paralyzed or abandoned, and all civil servants automatically became staff of the response center to fully respond to this sudden disaster for all mankind.

No, it should be said that it is a global disaster.

After the earth cooled down and ice and snow raged, a large number of animals and plants died. You don't need to read the reports sent from various places. The scenery outside is already shocking.

Four months later, the Disaster Response Center has become the only hope for survivors.

People struggling to survive in gathering points in major cities are eagerly waiting for the arrival of material vehicles every day.

In the Material Dispatching Department, a meeting related to the distribution of materials to various places is being held.

"Director Zhao, how much will be cut this time?"

"According to the instructions, it is at least 50%, and the number of gathering points in various places must be reduced to make the crowd more concentrated and facilitate management and transportation."

What Zhao Xiangming said in a deep voice caused an explosion in the conference room.

"Still more concentrated?"

"Cut half the amount with one knife? This..."

"No, I object. There are too many people in need of food and warmth. Medicines are also in short supply. The survival rate of newborns..."

"50% is too much and will cause a backlash and cause the order that was already on the verge of getting out of control to collapse again."

"I also object. The previous distribution of materials was already very small. It only distributed less than 60% of the reported amount to various regions. Now it has been reduced. Wouldn't it be..."

"Director Zhao, I also object, we can't do this!"

Those who attended the meeting unanimously opposed the proposal to reduce material quotas.

They all know that the surviving people everywhere have been suffering from hunger and cold for many days.

If supplies are further reduced, the order that has been so hard to maintain in the apocalypse will most likely collapse!

Everyone was opposed together.

Zhao Xiangming, who was sitting in the main seat, said nothing.

In the conference room, it gradually became quiet, and everyone looked at him.

Zhao Xiangming was only in his early forties. Before the end, he was a middle-aged man in the prime of life with a bright future.

But now, his face is full of vicissitudes of life, and his temples are already gray and white.

After a long while, he slowly spoke:

"I know that no one can accept a 50% cut."

"I also know that there are still a lot of supplies in warehouses everywhere, enough for the survivors to use for at least three years, or even longer."

"But the end is still going on!"

Zhao Xiangming slowly scanned the crowd, "We must be prepared to persist for five years, ten years, or even longer. The purpose of all is to enable mankind to defeat this unimaginable disaster!"

It is unimaginable, meaning no one knows when the disaster will end.

"But please don't worry."

Zhao Xiangming gave everyone some comfort, "As long as there is hope of overcoming the disaster, supplies will be distributed in full immediately."

"What is the hope of overcoming the disaster? When will it appear?"

someone asked.

Zhao Xiangming couldn't answer, so he could only say: "If you persist, there will be hope!"

Everyone looked at each other and had no choice but to accept this reality.

Material distribution meetings will continue to be held, and supplies will be distributed to various locations based on a 50% reduction.

"Oops, something big happened!! Come out and take a look!!"

"ah!"

"Why is it missing?!"

"They're all gone, not a single one can be found!"

Just as they were formulating a plan, there was a violent commotion outside.

You can vaguely hear... stars?

Zhao Xiangming's face trembled.

He stood up, walked quickly to the window, raised his head and looked towards the sky.

Suddenly, I felt like I was struck by lightning. I stood in front of the window and stared at the sky absentmindedly.

Everyone had a bad premonition, so they followed him to the window, went outside, and looked up at the stars with others.

But there are still stars in the sky.

The sky was pitch black.

There is no starlight at all.

All the stars seemed to be extinguished, and the entire universe seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Only the lights in the conference room and the candles of human civilization are still emitting a faint light, dotting the earth's night sky.

"Where is the hope for mankind?"

Zhao Xiangming murmured to himself.

He knew that after seeing the starry sky disappear, all the survivors would become desperate again.

…

Zhou Wan had a dream.

She dreamed that Chen Ji traveled to her side and went with her to find the gathering point in the dark. The two encountered many mutated creatures, but Chen Ji stood in front of her and solved them one by one for her.

So handsome.

In a flash, Zhou Wan put on a bright red wedding dress, married him in the warm and bright sunshine, and was kissed by him.

Zhou Wan had never been kissed before, so she only felt a heat on her face.

Then the body also started to heat up.

So hot, so hot.

And she was still very stuffy. She began to struggle, trying to breathe. Her whole body was wet, and a gust of cool wind blew, and she——

woke up!

"Hoo, ho, ho!"

Zhou Wan sat up, gasping for air on the bed, and subconsciously wiped the sweat from her forehead. Her mind was filled with the dream she had just had with Chen Ji.

Beautiful and sweet.

It makes me blush and my heart beats, I just feel so hot.

etc.

So hot?!

"What am I...?"

Zhou Wan touched her forehead in surprise, and there was indeed a lot of sweat.

My body moved, and my whole body was covered in sweat.

Looking closer, she saw that the thick layers of quilts and the blanket that had been rolled up in front of her head had all been kicked away by her in her sleep.

The few pieces of clothing she was wearing were pulled apart unconsciously to dissipate heat.

"Why do I feel hot?"

"It's so hot that you're sweating so much?"

"And now...I'm actually not afraid of the cold anymore?!"

Zhou Wan was completely shocked.

The feeling of bone-chilling coldness during the apocalypse has disappeared, as if she was using the heating equipment Chen Ji gave her.

She touched her arm. It was a little cold, but not very cold.

If you touch the wall again, you can immediately feel a cold feeling.

"what happened?"

Zhou Wan couldn't figure out what happened. Maybe her body temperature was so low that it caused an imbalance in brain perception. People who freeze to death in winter would take off their clothes because there was something wrong with their brains.
To be continued...