"This is the Cosmic Federation. To meet this moment, over the past two days, we have hastily constructed 2,783 launch platforms. Every large-scale nuclear warhead and above in the world has been put in place. In twenty-three minutes and twenty-seven seconds, Apocalypse will enter the designated zone..."
From every device capable of making sound, this announcement echoed simultaneously.
Apocalypse was the name chosen for the meteorite after an online vote. The name Planet-Nuker had regretfully lost by a mere ten votes. Besides that, names such as Dumpling, Tomato, Spaghetti, Love and Peace..., and so on had also made the top ten, making one unable to help questioning just what this generation of netizens was made of.
Of course, that might also have had something to do with the approaching end of the world. Those who still had the mood to surf the internet and vote were all optimistic people content to lie flat. The pessimists could not possibly have been in the mood for it at a time like this.
As for the name Apocalypse, it referred to a revelation from Heaven—or, rather, from God. In many people's eyes, something so destructive could only be God's handiwork. Humanity, meanwhile, would shed its fragile fleshly bodies because of it and thus usher in a new era.
"Apocalypse..."
In the manor, with the end of the world approaching, Zhou Yu sat with his fiancée, intending to die together if they had to die.
She had still been his girlfriend before, but they had gotten engaged not long ago. They had failed to contact Zhao Cheng, so Zhao Xiaoxiang had attended in her brother's stead. Though a saint of her generation had utterly overshadowed everyone present, nearly blinding them with her brilliance, it still did not feel quite right.
Of course, what Zhou