Only through these stages could she gradually recover.
How should she put it... well, getting this far had taken both luck and her own hard work, hadn't it?
Without luck, no amount of effort could have brought her this far.
Reality... was just that merciless.
As these thoughts ran through her mind, Yuxuan glanced at the endless blue sky and white clouds outside the window. Irene had been enraged, and the only person who could stop her was probably
Yuxuan herself, but even if she went to stop her now,
it was already too late. The latest reports had arrived: Jinan Island had fallen, and roughly twenty thousand people had died, though everyone else had
evacuated without incident. Among those retreating from the United Kingdom,
nearly fifty thousand had likewise died, while the others had evacuated safely.
As for Africa... things were rather tragic. With so many survivors scattered across such a vast, sparsely populated land, the evacuation had
not been carried out in time. More than
ninety percent of the survivors had died, leaving fewer than thirty thousand people now heading toward North America.
This had dealt an enormous blow to human society.
In Asia, including the Soviet Union and Hua Nation, the total number of survivors was no more than a million, while those in Southeast Asia had followed a route through Malay-
sia and crossed the danger zone directly.
Europe's survivors had fared even worse. They had been the first to suffer the insect race's retaliation, leaving only a little over a hundred thousand people. Human society as a whole could truly be considered
almost
extinct.
Only North America, with nearly eighty million survivors, had emerged as the apocalypse's greatest winner.
The combined number of survivors from the three continents was less than two million.
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