Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Mi Huaide's back was soaked with cold sweat, and sticky sweat appeared on his palms.

He stood up stiffly, looked at Montesquieu and said, "We must do something."

"The underground shelter has been initially developed and is located 7800 meters underground. The supplies, fresh water, and oxygen stored inside are enough to sustain 1000 people for a hundred years."

"Also, regarding Mars, although the development of Elon Freeman's Mars base wasn't particularly smooth, nearly half of the first group of immigrants survived. This can be considered as a secondary consideration..."

Before Mildred could finish his words, Montesquieu stretched out his hand to stop him from continuing.

"Mihuaide, that's enough. Calm down! You're panicking too much now, and it's making your brain lose its ability to think."

As he spoke, he walked to the temperature-controlled wine cabinet next to him, took out a bottle of Grand Cru red wine from Bordeaux, France, took out two high-heeled glasses, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Mihuaide.

Mi Huaide didn't care about etiquette and took a big gulp of the wine.

The effect of alcohol reduced his fear a little. He sat on the sofa, lowered his head and thought, but the panic on his face still existed.

Montesquieu sat on the sofa next to him and said slowly, "The first thing we need to consider is whether we can resolve this disaster."

"Resolve it?"

Mi Huaide frowned. The scene was too terrifying and was beyond the control of human power.

Even the most powerful people among humans today can only cause destruction on the earth.

But the moon looks so strange, as if someone cut a piece off from it. This is beyond human power!

Montesquieu thought for a moment and said, "We're definitely not the only ones who have discovered this. The people from the Junzheng Church will learn about it sooner or later. Since they know about the existence of the [Day of Depravity], they won't ignore the changes in the sky."

"Now is not the time for us to fight each other. To completely resolve this crisis, all of humanity needs to unite!"

Mihuaide quickly finished the wine in his glass and looked at Montesquieu: "You mean, we should cooperate with those lunatics?"

"But what if this is the disaster they were expecting?"

"Sacrificing the entire human race and then entering heaven, isn't that their crazy idea?"

The Holy Scriptures say that when the day of fall comes, the whole world will enter into the disaster of the end of the world.

The gates of hell open, countless demons rush out, and the whole world will be engulfed in flames.

Only those who believe in God devoutly can be spared and enter heaven.

But in the eyes of the people in the Tong organization, the so-called entry into heaven means abandoning the physical body and returning the soul to the ether.

That is no different from death.

Montesquieu continued to pour wine for Mihedral, saying as he poured, "Slogans are just for shouting. I don't believe Alexander X is such a madman."

"If he were that kind of idiot, he wouldn't be able to become the Pope of Baitiga and control the chaotic forces of the entire Junzheng Church."

Mi Huaide gradually regained his composure. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "We can't let them know about this."

"What we also need to do is to use our influence in various countries to make the governments of major powers in the world understand the seriousness of the matter."

"When the time comes, we will assemble a powerful joint force and head to the moon to find out the cause of the incident."

"People from the Junzheng Church have done something similar before."

He took another big gulp of wine, without savoring it, but swallowed it directly into his stomach.

"According to the records in the Holy Scripture, the day of fall will not come so soon. Those civilized forces hidden underground have not reacted at all."

"Maybe it's not that bad."