Time slipped quietly by. In another three months, the anticipated Apocalypse would arrive.
But this exact timing was limited to society's upper ranks.
Even though all kinds of rumors had spread like wildfire, and most people had inferred the answer from various signs, Star Group Official Website had not formally announced the arrival of the Apocalypse. Many still harbored doubts.
The Apocalypse? How could that be possible! It had to be a joke!
They did not announce it because they had not given up yet and were still searching for a solution. Another major consideration was social stability.
On the eve of the world's destruction, no one could imagine what madness those who had lost their minds might commit.
Once the demons locked within human hearts lost the restraints of "consequences," there was a good chance they would leap out and act without restraint.
All the actions that had once existed only in fantasy would become reality.
If the final outcome was death anyway, then why not indulge completely before dying? Better yet, why not do every last thing written into the laws...
Thus, concealment was a way of taking responsibility for most people. Some things were not necessarily better the more openly they were disclosed.
Even on the brink of destruction, humanity as a whole still maintained a degree of order.
Massive quantities of supplies were transported into Shelters one after another. Then people across the world were arranged to board Flying Cars in an orderly fashion, head to the Impact Far Side, and hide within the Shelters.
These people all knew disaster was coming; they simply did not know when. Some said tomorrow, some said a month from now, some said five years... That was the dilemma. Even if they wanted to do evil, they did not know