Stock up in space to survive and save civilization in the end of the world

"Classmates, what is the most stable structure in the world?"

"triangle!"

It was a very ordinary and ordinary day. The deterioration of the international situation only appeared on news and television. How much does it have to do with us unknown ordinary people?

The noisy students in the classroom, the endless stream of office workers in the subway station, and the busy angels in white in the hospital.

And deep underground, political leaders from various countries are concerned about the outcome of the confrontation between the two superpowers.

Human beings may have compassion, but weapons do not. They will only strike accurately according to the goals set by humans.

At some point, people all over the world felt the earth shake.

Anyone who has gone to school knows the power of nuclear explosions, but when scenes that only appear in science fiction and animation become reality, people realize how shallow their imagination and knowledge are.

Pandora's box has been opened.

Humanity's high-rise buildings are so vulnerable to the huge explosion shock wave, and the ensuing fire and high temperature are like the god of death reaping lives.

Nuclear explosions are followed by the release of large amounts of radiation, which causes serious harm to humans, animals, plants, and ecosystems, and the air, soil, and water sources are subsequently contaminated.

Order has collapsed, and casualties and suffering are spreading across the planet.

No one is immune, no one can escape.

Cosmic Calendar, September 9th

Something like a meteor streaked across the sky and fell to the ground, making a crater.

Some people may see it, but no one cares, and no scientist has the leisure to do detection and research.

All technology has long since failed, the splendid civilization is about to be lost, and the remaining humans are still lingering.

"Fanxing, come out to work!"

A voice came from the pit. The person was either a man or a woman. He was wearing a black protective suit from head to toe, with a glimmer of silver flashing from time to time.

A black eagle suddenly appeared in the sky, swooped down very quickly, and landed on the roof of a jeep.

The man jumped up from the pit, then lowered his head to look at his watch, and raised his hand to click on a few points.

A mechanical voice sounded: "It has been confirmed that this world has suffered multiple nuclear explosions, and the car will automatically turn on radiation protection mode and purification mode."

"Show target location."

"Sent to the car navigation system, automatic tracking mode will be turned on for you."

The man opened the car door and said, "Fanxing, let's go!"

The dust blocks the sun, but it cannot cover up the darkness of people's hearts.

When the car stopped again, it was already covered with a layer of dark red.

"The automatic cleaning and repair function has been turned on for you."

The man got out of the car, a long knife appeared out of thin air in his hand, and walked towards an underground shelter.

The black eagle hovered in the low altitude and suddenly said: "You must stop killing indiscriminately! Zhinao issued a warning that the Zerg civilization in the previous world has been declared extinct."

"So this time I switched to a gun and a knife! And you can't blame me last time. You knew I hated bugs, but you sent me to open a way into the Zerg world!"

The man went to three places in total, collected three fist-sized light groups, and put them into a silver-white metal box.

Before leaving, looking at this desolate and scorched land, the man also left a batch of supplies in several large shelters.

"I hope you can survive until the day when the Collector's mission is successful."

Light years away, the silver-white metal box was opened again.

The largest light group inside was picked up by invisible hands and placed into the water crystal. It slowly changed until a gray-white figure appeared.

An emotionless voice sounded in the boundless space:

"Professor Lin Zhongqin, this is the Star Cone Civilization."

Cosmic Calendar, September 9th

The moment the collector numbered confirmed his return, the two light groups in the metal box were instantly annihilated, and the space became silent again.

The apocalypse was reversed and the restart was successful.

That era, archiving.