America
"The African region has been completely cut off from communication," someone reported to the president. "This means that the governments and militaries of African countries have most likely collapsed completely."
The president nodded, seemingly unconcerned; it was hardly surprising that such backward places would be the first to be destroyed.
The [Elimination] event has erupted globally and has lasted for more than a month, with no effective countermeasures. Third-world countries, already lacking everything, have had their mining, light industry, food production, and other production bases wiped out, leaving them powerless to resist the harm of [Elimination]. Apart from a few well-informed elites who have taken refuge in safe houses to prolong their lives, ordinary people have already officially entered a chaotic apocalyptic era.
The situation of several major powers is not very good either, but they have managed to hold on to some lines of defense, at the cost of abandoning large numbers of cities and civilians, either being wiped out or occupied by other "demons".
The major powers were also helpless in the face of this situation; their prized firearms had become ineffective.
"How are the people in the country doing?" America's president asked.
The secretary immediately understood and gave an official smile, "The situation is very good; the people are full of hope for the future."
Many people in America were already burdened with various loans, and the apocalypse led to their bankruptcy. After various free shopping events, ordinary people are now hiding in subways and sewers, barely surviving in dirty and damp environments.
Moreover, some people suffer from severe food and drinking water shortages, and even cockroaches in the sewers are preyed upon by humans.
A dark joke that's been circulating on Facebook lately: America's cockroaches have moved out of the sewers because there are people there, it's too dangerous, and the streets are safer.
"The situation continues to worsen, and the number of [disappearance] events is still increasing." During an online meeting, a scientist from the National Academy of Sciences NAS) stated in a video call, "There are now 'holes' caused by [elimination] all over the country."
"Are those 'things' really the 'demons' that people in the East talk about, or alien creatures?" the president asked, his tone tinged with doubt.
Due to cultural differences, they are more accustomed to referring to Fierce Ghost as "demons."
[All the extraordinary things in this world come from "demons," and gold can resist the power of "demons."] -- This intelligence came from the East. The effects of gold have been proven, but the president is really reluctant to believe that "all the extraordinary things originate from demons." After all, there are many resurrected Ancient Gods on the land of America, who even sheltered many believers during the apocalypse.
The NAS scientists paused for a moment, then shook their heads. "I'm sorry, Mr. President, we have absolutely no idea what those 'things' are, let alone where they came from."
Numerous scientific tests suggest that those supernatural beings may indeed be "demons."
The president was visibly distraught. If those things were extraterrestrial beings, human civilization might have advanced even further!
Shit!
Why does such a strange thing happen in the world? Why is there no record of it in past history?
"Don't rush, Mr. President," an expert suddenly said.
The president was delighted. "Is there some good news you want to tell me?"
"There's no good news, but a lot of bad news," the expert said calmly.
The president nearly flipped the table.
The expert then sent a video.
A little girl suddenly turned into a scarecrow and killed a group of thugs; a drug addict suddenly turned into a giant syringe and killed another group of drug addicts; a person with half of their body rotting killed a group of people who were stealing food...
"What? What are all these?" the president asked, his face full of confusion. "Are they followers of the Ancient Gods?"
In his memory, only the followers of the resurrected Ancient Gods possessed such unsettling and bizarre superpowers.
"They were all born naturally. After surviving supernatural disasters, they were possessed by demons and gained the ability to use demonic powers," the expert explained. "The Eastern perspective is likely correct: supernatural abilities originate from demons."
"Those Ancient Gods that revived before?" the president asked incredulously.
Are gods also demons?
Experts say, "Demons may have existed since ancient times. Historically, people possessed by demons claimed to be gods, usurped divine titles, and naturally became 'gods'."
The president's expression turned serious. "If that's the case, why haven't these beings shown any trace of themselves in the past few centuries? Could it be that they've fallen into slumber for some reason?"
The expert suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, "How would I know? Besides, is it really necessary to delve into this kind of issue at a time like this?"
The president, however, said, "If we can figure it out, America might be able to survive this disaster. Those resurrected Ancient Gods might know some crucial information."
"Emergency!" The intelligence agency suddenly switched to the video feed, "We've discovered strange spaces in some of the eliminated void locations."
"A bizarre space? What's that?" the president asked, puzzled.
The intelligence agency directly uploaded the video--
A street vanished into thin air, leaving behind a void. This "disappearance" continued until, suddenly, the void seemed to shatter, revealing an extremely eerie scene—desolate, crimson, and deathly silent, with a bizarre, gigantic tree faintly visible in the distance...
"What is that place?" a scientist asked.
The intelligence agency replied, "Based on our comparison, that is not any location on Earth."
"Are there many such bizarre spaces?" the NAS expert asked in astonishment.
"A lot!" The intelligence agency member gave a wry smile.
Having escaped the hospital, Su Yu wandered around. The apocalypse brought about by the Supernatural was truly unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and all the experience she had gained from reading apocalyptic novels was completely useless.
Hoarding supplies is pointless; unless you hoard them in a golden palace, they will only be indiscriminately wiped out.
Su Yu usually only carries a bag of food and water. When she runs out, she will search randomly in the city. She doesn't know how much longer she can survive; she just wants to live one day at a time.
In truth, her mental state could be due to genuine indifference, a Buddhist-like attitude of lying down and giving up, or it could be that she has suffered a severe shock, causing her psychological defense mechanisms to be passively activated, resulting in a state of dissociation.
That day, Su Yu saw a little girl while searching for food.
The little girl stood quietly by the roadside, neither sad nor happy, like a doll.
The middle floor of a nearby high-rise building suddenly disappeared, and a large amount of bricks and stones fell from the sky.
Su Yu's body reacted faster than her brain; she ran over and pulled the little girl to her side, shielding her beneath her.
Fortunately, she was fast enough to avoid being injured.
"Thank you, Auntie," the little girl said politely.
Su Yu was furious, but forced a fake smile, "Be good, just call me 'sister'."
"Okay, thank you, sister." The little girl was very obedient.
"Where are your mom and dad?" Su Yu asked.
"They're all dead," the little girl said in a clear voice.
Upon hearing this, Su Yu's heart tightened. "What a pitiful child."
The little girl gave her a strange look. "Yes, I'm really pitiful."
Actually, her parents had passed away more than a year ago, not because of the recent disaster. However, this silly woman in front of her seemed to have misunderstood something and linked the two separate events together.
The little girl didn't reveal the truth, only saying, "Sister, I'm so hungry."
Su Yu considered for a moment, then took out some bread from her bag and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl very politely tore open the packaging and put the bread into her mouth.
Su Yu suddenly felt something was off, but before she could think about it, several people slowly approached her from behind.
"Look what I've found!" a person with another ghostly mouth on their face said maliciously.
"Boss, there's a woman and a child here," the henchman beside the two-mouthed man said obsequiously.
The man with the two mouths sneered, looking at Su Yu, "I declare this place my territory. Woman, from now on, you're with me. That little girl is useless; she's just a burden!"
The little girl calmly finished her bread.
Su Yu looked as if she had just realized something.
It's here!
A superpowered individual who rules over a mountain in a post-apocalyptic novel!
However, the "superpowered individuals" here should be changed to Ghost Tamer." People who accidentally control Fierce Ghost are rare, but they certainly exist.
"Human life is as insignificant as an ant in the apocalypse," the two-mouthed man arrogantly spouted his profound truth. "Resources are limited; the weak can only depend on the strong."
As he spoke, he walked toward the little girl, foul-smelling liquid dripping from his demonic mouth, as if he wanted to eat a virgin for a treat.
"Bang--"
The two-mouthed man's head fell to the ground.
"Boss!" The two-mouthed man's henchman was startled, but not so much saddened; he was mostly speechless.
This two-mouthed man constantly proclaimed himself the chosen one of the apocalypse, a savior born of destiny, and the chosen one of the planes favored by Heavenly Dao, destined to rule the world and become a god. Unexpectedly, he was instantly defeated by a random passerby.
"Sister is amazing!" the little girl clapped.
Su Yu calmly wiped the knife, feigning profundity. "In this apocalypse, human life is as insignificant as an ant."
She temporarily cosplayed as a female protagonist from a post-apocalyptic novel, just to cheer herself up.
Her knife was specially made by the Investigation Bureau; it contains gold and can harm Ghost Tamers.
The beheaded, two-mouthed man wasn't dead yet; his head, still hanging on the ground, screamed, "I'm going to kill you! I'm the protagonist! How dare you hurt me like this? I'll never let you get away with this!"
"Thud--" The man with the two mouths had his head cleaved vertically again.
"Pfft, pfft--" Several more slashes followed.
"Human life is as insignificant as an ant." Su Yu repeated this sentence, her knife never stopping, and red oil tofu pudding spilled all over the ground.
The two-mouthed man died, and the ghostly mouth on his face began to revive.
His henchmen immediately ran dozens of meters away.
"Thud--" Su Yu picked up a piece of pebbles from the ground and immediately hit someone.
The person who was hit fell down, watching Su Yu walk towards him, and was so terrified that he wet himself. "Heroine, spare my life!"
Su Yu ignored him and smashed his head open with a brick.
"Let me tell you now, in the apocalypse, human life is as insignificant as an ant." Su Yu repeated this sentence for the third time, her hands still moving.
The person who was knocked down died quickly.
"Sister, do you need my help?" the little girl beside her asked calmly.
Su Yu was taken aback. "Aren't you afraid?"
The little girl retorted, "Should I be afraid?"
Su Yu frowned. She couldn't quite understand this little girl. Was she too young to understand death and cruelty, or had she experienced too much and become numb?
"Want to come with me?" Su Yu reached out her bloodstained hand to the little girl.
Without hesitation, the little girl took Su Yu's hand.
"Sister, look over there." The little girl pointed to the tall building that had just collapsed.
A strange "hole" appeared in mid-air, through which a scarlet wasteland could be seen, and a huge, dark red sphere seemed to be floating in the air.
"What is this? A space tunnel?" Su Yu asked, quickly pulling the little girl back.
A food processing plant.
Perhaps influenced by post-apocalyptic novels, or perhaps because the survivors spontaneously gathered where there was food, in any case, the "survivor base," something that once only existed in online novels, has actually come into being!
"Joining here doesn't require handing over food and personal assets?" one of the people who had joined the base asked in surprise.
"This is a food factory. For now, you don't need to hand over any food. Just abide by the rules and don't cause any damage."
Those who came to the base were overjoyed; the collapse of order and moral decay depicted in the novel hadn't occurred—that was fantastic!
The reason he chose to seek refuge in the so-called "survivor base" was because his house was gone, his internet was down, he had little cash, and modern people lack survival skills, so they could only seek refuge in places with many people.
As for whether this "survivor base" will also suddenly disappear?
It doesn't matter. With the apocalypse looming, we'll just live one day at a time.
The leader of the survivor base was an ordinary elementary school teacher, about thirty years old. To be honest, he was a little surprised that the base could actually operate without too much violence, and most people seemed to be law-abiding.
In the distance, a group of people watched the base leader and chatted quietly.
"With our strength, we can easily overthrow the leader and become the new base leaders," a young man boasted.
"I have a gun!" another young man said.
"A gun? Where did it come from?"
"Found it in the ruins near the police station."
"Then point a gun at the leader now and force him to abdicate!"
"You bunch of idiots, can you stop daydreaming here!" an older man hissed angrily.
"Old Deng, you dare talk to me like that? Believe me or not, I'll kill you!" The gun-wielding teenager glared angrily.
The older man rolled his eyes. "Although everyone's saying the end of the world is coming, who knows how long it will last? What if the government develops a solution next month and eliminates these disasters? When order is restored, will the government let these 'small bosses' who set up their own fiefdoms and disregard national laws and regulations get away with it? Heh, just wait until peace is restored before they're dealt with!"
Upon hearing this, the boy with the gun's face instantly turned ugly, and he even felt the gun in his hand burning hot.
The apocalyptic scenario triggered by the Supernatural unfolded too quickly; even now, many people still firmly believe that the country will overcome this crisis.