How Am I Still Alive?
Chapter 1938

Doomsday

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Once it was certain that "the moment" was approaching, there was no longer any way to undo it.

The world had long been collapsing at a rate visible to the naked eye. Apocalyptic scenes where everything slowly turned to ash, like in anime, were rare. A real apocalypse was usually a "fracture."

"The ley lines have been completely severed. Conceptually and energetically, the world has been cut into pieces. Perhaps because the end has already come, it can no longer afford to maintain those massive conduits, so they are collapsing on their own."

Spread open on the desk was Lu PingAn's notebook.

The scenery of the apocalypse was perhaps a rather rare form of "knowledge reserve" for a high-tier Scholar.

His cold pen recorded diagrams of the ley lines' collapse, surrounded by copious numbers and written notes. As a high-tier Scholar, Lu Mouren was recreating the scenes of the world's destruction bit by bit.

"From this moment onward, the planet—or rather, the world—is dead. This is not merely an injury on the level of ruptured blood vessels. Its 'nerves' have been completely severed."

Once the nervous system had been torn apart, the isolated fragments no longer had any meaning. The portions of "flesh" that had lost control and the ability to attack naturally began sliding into the void.

And during this process, the predators naturally arrived.

"The Courtyard's integration went exceptionally smoothly. It was like an ownerless sports car with the keys still in it—you got into the driver's seat and drove away."

This "knowledge" could perhaps only be obtained at the end of the world.

Lu PingAn was recording it through his own "understanding." When necessary, he might even be able to reproduce it himself. He might not be able to create a true apocalypse, but simulating a collapsing

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