An Yan put down the e-book in his hand. It was a doomsday novel that he downloaded yesterday. It was a very old work. It was about the events of 2012 two years ago. He felt that the author was like a clown who plagiarized the plot of the American blockbuster Resident Evil and lacked his own creativity. He looked at the time. It was already 12 o'clock at night. He had to go to work in a while. The night shift really annoyed him. Although it was summer, the weather at night was still a little cold. He put on a shirt. It was a new shirt, but it was sold at a street stall. It cost 20 yuan.
There wasn't much furniture in the house. This was his rented apartment. It was only 150 yuan a month, which was very cheap. However, looking at this house, the area he lived in was less than 20 square meters. If he jumped up forcefully, he would almost touch the roof. The walls were exposed, and some of them had already weathered and salinated. Needless to say, the windows were sealed with plastic. He had to be careful with the door. If he pushed hard, he was afraid that the entire door would fall. Even this place was about to be demolished. If not for the fact that many residents were dissatisfied with the demolition conditions, this place would have been flattened long ago. Most of the houses here were decades old. Even if they were not demolished, they would not last long. Many residents had already moved away, and there were still more than a hundred households left. They were fighting for more compensation. It was not that they were too greedy, but the compensation for their new houses was too expensive. Even if they were allowed to make up the difference, most people would shake their heads. If they had the money, they would have moved away long ago. Who would want to live in a place that was practically a shantytown? However, if this place existed, they would still have a place to live. Where would they live after it was demolished?
An Yan had no choice. He rented this place to save money. If he couldn't live here, he could only rent it with someone else. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. There were many inconveniences in co-renting. He was a quiet person and dressed very simply. He usually lived frugally and maintained a cautious distance from others. He was afraid that others would laugh at him. It would be better for him to rent a house himself. Although the conditions here were very poor, at least this was his own world. Coming here could let go of all his fatigue and nervousness.
After turning off the lights, An Yan carefully locked the door. Actually, it didn't matter if he locked it or not. After all, there were only some clothes inside. He had all his assets with him-35 yuan and 50 cents, as well as a bank card. There were 500 yuan in the card, which was his living expenses for this month. The most valuable thing was his computer. It was really antique. It had a big monitor, 256 memory, and a 20G hard disk. He bought it from a junk collector for 50 yuan. He could still play some Mini games. This kind of thing would only be wanted by a junk collector. Others would think it was too heavy if they gave it away for free. Uh, I almost forgot that this was the discarded product of the junk collector. According to him, he had a better computer. Please remember that it was very dark outside. The clouds in the sky blocked the moon. There were no street lamps here. An Yan held a small flashlight and looked at the road carefully. Rubbish could be seen everywhere on the road. The original asphalt road had long been covered by cinders and rotten bricks. The smell was very unpleasant. The smell of rotten vegetables and sewage wafted in the night wind.
An Yan was shocked. His flashlight shone on a beer bottle, and the bottle touched some junk. Usually, there were no bottles here. Those things had been picked up by scavengers. Only some unwanted trash would stay here for the night. Someone must have left this bottle not long ago, right? An Yan often walked at night, so he was quite bold. However, he liked to read novels, and they were thrilling and scary, so he was sometimes a little afraid. Especially in the middle of the night, when he suddenly encountered something like this, his hair was about to stand up. When he realized that it was just a beer bottle, his heart was still pounding.
"Thank goodness. Buddha bless us. Which drunkard threw a bottle and scared me? After a while, they reached the main street. It was better there. The street lights were brighter and there were more people.”As he mumbled, he couldn't help but think of the scene described in the novel. A few zombies were swaying in the darkness and shirking their heads to look around. He quickly chased away the scary thoughts in his mind. This was a real world. Such an illusory thing would not happen. He had better leave quickly. He didn't want to be late.
"Hmm? Why is it so bright?" An Yan noticed some light reflected from the puddles of water on the ground. He immediately looked up and saw something that he would never forget for the rest of his life: Countless fireballs fell from the sky. They emitted a brilliant red light. The fireballs did not look big, but there were too many of them. They practically filled the sky. They were beautiful, like fireworks during the New Year. They were especially beautiful on this dark night.
At this moment, An Yan was already stunned by the scene. The shock from the beer bottle had long disappeared. He did not know what he was thinking at that moment. This kind of thing had already exceeded his imagination. He knew that those fireballs were meteorites. Even if they were small meteorites, as long as they landed on people or buildings, it would cause unimaginable disasters. If the meteorite hadn't been completely burned by the friction of the atmosphere, even a fist-sized meteorite would have been able to penetrate an armored vehicle, let alone a human. He remembered that there were people who believed that the extinction of dinosaurs was due to an asteroid hitting the earth. Dust and other floating objects covered the sun, causing the earth's temperature to drop, and the dinosaurs were unable to adapt to the environment and went extinct. Would humans follow in the footsteps of the dinosaurs? However, these meteorites didn't look very big. Hopefully, that wouldn't happen!
What would a person think in such a situation? This was a difficult question for An Yan to answer. His thoughts were scattered at that moment, and even thoughts of the apocalypse appeared in his heart because it was similar to the descriptions in many novels. However, he immediately stopped himself from letting his imagination run wild. If the apocalypse really happened, he would probably be the first to die. Think about it. What did he have? He didn't have extraordinary strength (in fact, his physique was probably worse than the average person), nor did he have extraordinary intelligence. He didn't have any skills. When he chose to major in archaeology, he shouldn't have chosen something like that. What was the use of that?
It might sound like a long time, but in fact, it was only a few blinks of the eye. An Yan discovered that two fireballs were flying in his direction. How fast was the meteorite falling? He did not know. He only knew that if he was hit, he would definitely die. However, it was already too late when he wanted to dodge. One of the meteorites did not fly towards him. In fact, it was more than a hundred meters away. With a loud bang, the ground seemed to shake a few times. Thick smoke came out from the place where the meteorite fell. If An Yan could see it, he would definitely exclaim because it seemed to be not far from his rented house. However, he didn't have time to care about anything else. The other meteorite was already rapidly enlarging in his eyes. Endless fear occupied his mind, as if he could smell the thick smell of fire on the meteorite.
"Am I going to end it just like this?”
An Yan was helpless. Although his current life was not good at all, he had no car, no house, no savings, no education, no qualifications, and especially no girls. All he had left was his bad temper. It was not easy to find a job in an unpopular major in a second-rate university. He had done more than ten jobs before and after. It was either that he felt that the salary was low or that the company did not like him. His family's situation was not good. After a period of rejection, he could only choose his current job. The salary was not bad, only 2500 yuan a month, but he worked a little overtime. After a year of hard work, his hard work was recognized by the leader. He was about to be promoted to a team leader. When the time came, his salary would definitely increase. However, the days that were about to improve had yet to pass, and this meteorite in front of him was about to end everything. Of course, he did not think of this at this time. There was only fear, fear of death.
He subconsciously took two steps back, but looking at the trajectory of the meteorite, he seemed to have moved closer to it. Originally, the meteorite would have flown two centimeters above his head, but now, the meteorite hit his body. Uh, to be exact, it was his heart. An Yan instantly lost consciousness and fell straight to the ground. There was a hole the size of an egg on his shirt, surrounded by black burn marks. It seemed that the meteorite was very small, not as big as he thought. Perhaps the flames attached to it made it look much bigger than it actually was. But what about the meteorite? The exposed skin was intact, without any burn marks. If someone were to listen closely, they would find that his heart was beating slowly and powerfully, even stronger than an athlete's heart. One had to know that An Yan usually stayed at home and lived frugally. He could not keep up with his nutrition and his physical fitness was nothing to be said. He was extremely weak. The thousand-meter long run when he graduated made his thighs tremble every time he recalled it. The current situation was a little strange!
However, as the person involved, An Yan did not feel the change in his heart. All his feelings had been stripped away, and all that was left was pain. He felt like he was in a pot of oil. Fiery lava was spreading from his heart to his entire body. Everywhere it passed seemed to be burning. He wanted to shout, he wanted to shout, but he could not make a sound. If he had a choice, he would rather die right now than endure this unbearable pain. However, this was not something he could control. The heat, the tearing, the pain that seeped into his bones, all kinds of feelings attacked his mind like waves.
"The heavens will give great responsibilities to people. First, they must do this and this, and then that and that."
This sentence appeared in An Yan's mind. He couldn't remember the rest clearly, but he knew what it meant. At this moment, he could only use it to encourage himself.
Humans were a strange kind of animal. Sometimes, they would suddenly and inexplicably explode with some kind of potential, just like a mother who was originally weak and could suddenly have amazing divine power to lift a corner of a car to save her child. After that sentence inexplicably appeared in An Yan's heart, he became determined. His thoughts came back a little. He didn't know if it was because of that sentence or because he was numb to his body, but he thought that he seemed to have been hit by a meteorite. What was a meteorite? That rock that could descend rapidly, perhaps there was some unknown virus or something inside. Even if there wasn't, under the huge impact, he should be finished. Although he was still a virgin, which was a little embarrassing, he was still alive. That meant that there was still hope in the future. As the saying goes, there must be good fortune after surviving a disaster. Perhaps his luck would change in the future!
As he thought about it, the pain in his body seemed to have decreased a lot. It was not that unbearable anymore. Later on, he seemed to have some pleasure. He smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that his mind was a little abnormal. He actually had such a feeling. He had heard of masochists before. Could it be that he also had the potential to be a masochist?
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