Chapter 1: Chapter 1: The End of the World?

July 14, 2027, Summer.

This is a high-end villa in Binhai City, but unlike the other villas around, it does not pursue a refined, luxurious decor. It is entirely cast with thick concrete, supplemented by walls and steel plates, just like a Doomsday Fortress.

And it indeed is a Doomsday Fortress.

“Mr. Shen, just sign here,” said a man in a black suit who looked quite robust, handing a contract to Shen Yu.

It was the acceptance contract.

Shen Yu didn’t rush to sign but looked at his secretary beside him.

“All checked, generally no problem, but there are twelve detailed flaws,” said the secretary named Ji Mingshu. Although beautiful, anyone who sees her first impression would definitely not focus on her looks.

Her posture, demeanor, dress, makeup, and expression are all meticulous, and with a height of 1.75 meters, she always gives an overwhelming first impression.

Even the general manager of the construction company couldn’t help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Subconsciously avoiding her gaze.

Having worked with her throughout the project, he deeply felt the power of this career elite.

Like a female power figure straight out of a TV drama.

In contrast, the chairman and president of the Star Luck Company in front of him looked somewhat ordinary.

But because of his rags-to-riches background and his age, which is completely mismatched with his wealth, anyone who learns about him wouldn’t dare to underestimate him in the slightest.

“Mr. Shen,” the construction company’s general manager spoke again, “those details are only minor issues. This is our first ’Doomsday Fortress’ project we contracted and constructed, so rest assured, any needed corrections will be handled promptly, guaranteed in the contract.”

Guarantee?

Shen Yu’s lips slightly curled, seemingly amused.

However, he said nothing.

He signed directly.

The other party breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled, “If Mr. Shen is satisfied, we hope you can help promote us.”

“Is such a project common now?” Shen Yu asked casually.

“Yes, very common. The number of inquiries and orders is skyrocketing every day.” The general manager, who was not poor himself, spoke with a bitter tone.

But he also knew Shen Yu wasn’t someone for casual chat, so he promptly left after seeing no further questions from Shen Yu.

He still had to supervise the construction of his own “Doomsday Fortress” remotely back home.

At this time, as long as someone has some money, connections, or capability, they are making various preparations.

The theme of these preparations is singular—Apocalypse!

About half a year ago, the UN Space Risk Monitoring Department suddenly issued a warning statement that an asteroid was rapidly approaching Human Civilization, and it would collide with the Mother Star in eight years.

If that were all, it wouldn’t matter much.

Eight years is a long time, and this asteroid isn’t large. Calculations show that even if nothing was done, it would at most cause a major disaster somewhere, not involve the apocalypse.

However, since three months ago, a “meteorite” later confirmed to originate from that asteroid, first fell on the Mother Star of Human Civilization, everything has changed dramatically.

The voices and atmosphere of the “end of the world” have been increasingly rising!

Shen Yu sensed the change half a year ago and immediately began preparations, but deep down, he remained uneasy.

In seven short years, he built from scratch to reach today’s achievements, not just based on ability and opportunities.

He had his own ace, or rather, he had access to “realities” others couldn’t touch.

Therefore, he could more acutely perceive how dire the situation was.

“Boss.” His secretary suddenly handed over a tablet, speaking in a serious tone, “This live broadcast started six minutes ago; its online popularity is skyrocketing. The location is overseas, in a medium-sized city called Woodriff in Westbang East District. The city has about 800,000 people, and last night, someone uploaded a video of a meteorite falling.”

On the screen, a blonde woman with blue eyes stood in front of the camera, wearing what seemed like a reporter’s uniform, but looked despairing. Even though she tried to maintain calm, her voice was trembling.

“I know I’m doomed, we’re all doomed. This is the real doomsday, God’s punishment!”

It seemed she was on the balcony of a high-rise building. Judging from the background, it was at least ten stories high, unable to see the ground. Yet, even so, the background was filled with extremely noisy sounds.

Hysterical screams, huge collisions, intense gunfire, continuous, echoing throughout the city.

And the sky-filling billowing smoke visible on camera.

Listening to the sounds alone, one could imagine the chaos of the city.

“In my life, I’ve made many mistakes.” The fear in the female reporter’s expression was uncontrollable. She trembled, confessing as if in repentance, with a sobbing voice, “I apologize to my parents, my husband, and my profession. I don’t know how many fake news I’ve written for false glory, meaningless money. It’s all too late now, but at least, at least in the end—I should let the world see the truth!”

The camera shook as the female reporter apparently picked up the phone in front of her, moving to the balcony.

An extremely shocking and terrifying purgatory appeared in front of her!

Not the burning streets and buildings, nor the screaming and fleeing people, but the bloodied, hideous, and extremely fast figures!

They did not howl like normal zombies, but moved silently and cruelly, jumping lightly eight or nine meters high, with white bones turning into sharp spikes, allowing them to easily climb skyscrapers, moving at high speeds!

And increasing in numbers!

One could even clearly see countless “monsters” breaking through windows and walls, entering buildings, even throwing individuals directly out.

The screams as they slammed into the ground, turning into pools of flesh.

Shen Yu’s complexion was already a bit unsightly.

He was unsure what assessment professional combat personnel might make upon seeing such images.

But in his view, their strength, speed, and defense were unquestionably formidable!

More importantly, some of the monsters still wore human clothes, despite being bloodied and hideous!

Shen Yu even witnessed people who had turned into pools of flesh twist and climb up, becoming new monsters.

Zombies?

Zombies of this strength?

And—this is entirely different from the previous two major meteorite incidents!

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