In some unknown place, when a mysterious existence sensed that the law it had already failed to enact had somehow been reconnected, it was utterly bewildered.
On the correct timeline, Zhao Dong suddenly woke with a start and discovered that the world in the sky seemed to be drawing ever closer to the earth.
And he seemed to have had a dream—a dream in which what came next was a complete fall, followed by the destruction of everything.
As for the Savior so many had been waiting for, he seemed to be late. The standard protagonist was always one step too late.
"Was it a dream, or?!"
Zhao Dong was deeply confused.
To be fair, it wasn't as though he had never read rebirth novels before. But with an apocalyptic crisis like this, instead of letting him be reborn thousands or tens of thousands of years in the past, he had been reborn just a few hours earlier. Wasn't this just stirring up trouble?!
Surely they weren't expecting him to exploit the world's bugs and spiral straight into the heavens in just a few short hours?!
Zhao Dong thought it over carefully and found that no such bug seemed to exist.
It was only when Zhao Dong opened his phone that he abruptly discovered he was not the only one who had had that dream. Many people had dreamed it too.
This world was hanging by a thread! But the Savior had not come.
An hour later, Zhao Dong woke up again. Without realizing it, he had fallen asleep once more, then dreamed again of the world being destroyed and himself dying.
Having the same dream twice in a row, and at such a high frequency, made him feel that this was no simple matter.
When Zhao Dong