you from the ocean [end times]

On September 3000, 9 AD, the earth, this beautiful azure planet, the planet of human hope, finally came to an end after two days of doomsday.

The scorching sun was in the sky, there were no clouds, and the sea and the sky were merged. If the sea water hadn't receded to reveal a small piece of land, it would be impossible to tell which is the sea and which is the sky.

What does a piece of land mean?A new life will start here.

Looking down on the earth, the land is as small as the eye of a needle.Seen from an altitude of [-] meters, it looks like a small island with bumps and hollows.Looking closer, the loess is flying, the stones are piled up, and there is no water or life, and it is a vast expanse.

On the beach along the coast of the earth, silt is piled up, dirty and smelly, and a wave of sea water hits the beach, taking away a piece of garbage, leaving a piece of garbage, and the white sandy beach continues to change its filthy coat.The sunlight is like a poison, not to mention the sea water that is swept away from the beach, it even turns the newly arrived garbage into dry cakes, and finally turns into flame dust and disappears in the sultry air.

On the white sand beach near the west side of the crooked Crescent Sea, a large piece of iron kept emitting white smoke, and the crackling sound became louder and louder.

With a loud bang, a piece of black iron sheet peeled off from the big iron block, and then a person slowly crawled out from inside the iron block. The hot ground stimulated the person lying on the ground, and quickly sat up and took off his coat hit on the head.

Rubbing his hands that were scorched by the high temperature, he slowly raised his eyes to look into the distance and surroundings, his dull black eyes slowly glowed, he raised his hands that were still aching and looked at them, and gently moved his dry and cracked eyes. Lips, "I...survived."

Black warm jeans, a white sweater, and a khaki windbreaker against the cold, although a bit tattered, this outfit is exactly the same as someone before the end of the world.

A strand of black hair protruded from the edge of his clothes, and he straightened it with his hands covered by his sleeves. The man slowly stood up from the ground, staggered a few steps, and smiled contemptuously, "I didn't expect that. ...I, Yumer, survived the end of the world."

Youmo never thought he could survive. After all, on the day of the end of the world, the earth was shaking, the mountains were shaking, and the tsunami was rampant. Although he was sitting in a multifunctional flying vehicle, he couldn't resist the power of nature.

Should he, like those believers, say thank God or something.In front of him was a yellowish earth, and the stench filled the air. After thinking about it, Yu Mo decided not to, after all, it is not certain that his survival is a good thing in this situation.

The sun is scorching and the land is desolate. It is really a big test to survive in this situation, but... Looking back, the dilapidated speeding car is still smoking, and suddenly I feel a little thirsty. I really want to drink water, but Only the vast ocean.

How can the sea water be drunk, the sweat keeps flowing down, the head is dizzy, and the body is slumped on the ground, hearing the creaking sound of the pants, the temperature is so high that he thinks that the clothes on his body will burn sooner or later. Turn into dust together.Sweat drenched his eyes, and the blurry picture in front of him was full of double shadows. If he didn't add water to increase his physical strength, he would die on this beach sooner or later.

what to do?Where can I find fresh water when there is nothing but sand in front of me?He didn't think he would be able to meet them if he walked forward. The thick loess in the air was the best evidence.

Sweat, like rain, kept dripping from Yumer's body and dripping onto the beach before disappearing.Hehe, what would it look like if a person turned into a roasted pig?He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and lowered his head to wipe his eyes wet with sweat. Perhaps God was reluctant to abandon the surviving humans. A small dusty bag on the second button of the windbreaker caught Yumer's attention.

He took it off the button, patted the dust on it, and a pleasant surprise came, "Yes, it's a compression bag..." Unexpectedly, after all the tossing, there was a compression bag hanging on his windbreaker, and he was overjoyed.Opening the bag, which could no longer tell whether it was white or yellow, he touched it with his hand. A bag of food gave Youmo infinite hope.

Youmo really wants to thank God this time. The bag left for him is a compression bag for his food. Although it is not a lot, there is still no problem for half a month. What’s more, in the food bag Here, he found the heat-resistant suit, which he needed more than anything now.

Back in the flying car that was about to burst again, I quickly took off the cold-proof clothes and put on cool heat-resistant clothes, then put the clothes in the compression bag, picked up the food and walked out of the flying car.

"Boom... pata..." The speeding car shattered and the dust flew up. Yumer didn't care about these anymore. Now he wanted to walk forward on foot to see the current state of the land.

Put the storage mineral water in his trousers pocket, for the thirsty needs on the road, discard the unnecessary garbage in his hands, and take his first step towards hope.

Leaving the white sand beach, Yumo felt that the sun was not so scorching, probably because of being at the beach, the sun was so scorching.

Pulling the hat on his head, he took out a gray towel from his pocket to cover his face, and walked slowly into the dusty loess.

The wind was turbulent, kicking up a large amount of dust, flying all over the sky, Yomo who was advancing couldn't see the road ahead at all, and all walked forward by feeling, the gas blocking made it cost Yomo a lot of time to pass through the wind and sand. Hours, even the best physical strength will be worn out.

Half-kneeling on the ground, perhaps because of being hit in the last days, the physical fitness of the body has obviously declined rapidly.He removed the dusty gray towel and took out the mineral water to rehydrate himself. He felt the feeling of going from hell to heaven.

After screwing on the lid, packing the mineral water, and looking at the surroundings, he was somewhat lost. He is in a very bad condition and must find a place to rest as soon as possible.

But apart from the flying yellow sand, broken ruins, and rubbish on the road, there was no place for Yumer to rely on, let alone his prayer to meet human beings who survived like him.

Eyes aimed at the sun hanging 45 degrees to the west, he knew that it would be sunset soon, and Yumer had almost figured out the temperature during the day, but he had no idea what the night would be like.

Driving at night is the most dangerous, Yumo decided that for the sake of his rare life, he must find a place to settle down as soon as possible.The left and right sides are endless, only the faint peak of the mountain in front is the place for him to go. After thinking about it, Yumo decided to go to the foot of the mountain and find a den to spend the first night of the apocalypse.

It took two hours to walk up the not-too-distant mountain, and the setting sun was setting, and it was bright red, and the shadow of a figure was gradually elongated under the setting sun, "Finally...arrived".Yumer, who reached the foot of the mountain, took a few breaths and looked around. The gray-black stones were piled up for hundreds of meters, and the brown-yellow soil was hard and clinging to the gray-black stones, solid and unyielding.

I am a little glad that I chose the right place. There are many rocks on this mountain, and the surrounding land is also piled up with rocks. At least the wind and sand will not hit.

I took out the cold windbreaker I took off in the morning from the compression bag and put it on, and then jumped on the stone road step by step, and finally chose a stone road with a width of more than ten meters to stop.

Several stones with a height of 3 meters are piled up to form a circle, and the tallest 5-meter stone stands firmly on the south side like a windshield. The soil beneath the stone is also soft, and the most important thing is that it is flat and spacious, which is a good place to stay Place, "This place seems to be good." Youmo carefully walked in from the short stone, and it was indeed as Youmo thought that the soil was soft and the stone was hard, "Okay, I will choose this place."