Chapter 0030 – Volcanic Eruption in R (2 / 2)

[Red Alert for Natural Disasters: The general public is urged to evacuate dangerous places in a timely manner and pay attention to their own safety.]

[Red alert for rainstorms and typhoons: the general public is urged to seek safe shelter, pay attention to the passage of strong typhoons, and safeguard their own safety.]

[News Push: The country suffered a hundred years of unseen strong, typhoon rainstorm weather, please the general public to do a good job of safety protection.]

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News pushes more than I know what to do with.

At this moment, the last trace of Shangguan Ruoxi’s expectation that the end times would not come was completely shattered.

The post-apocalyptic natural disaster, starting with the flooding from the typhoon storm, is considered to have officially kicked off ……

It’s everyone’s last chance!

December 12 Doomsday.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky like a herd of galloping and roaring wild horses, roaming across the sky layer by layer, gathering lower and lower, electric arcs shuttling back and forth between the clouds, crackling.

A bolt of lightning swept across the sky with a thunderous roar, driving countless arcs of electricity that cracked in all directions, illuminating the entire world.

The sky was viciously torn open with a fissure, followed by torrential rain that poured down with a damp and slightly cool breath, like a huge waterfall, pouring down from the fissure and sweeping the entire city under the sky?

The wind outside was getting stronger and the sky was overcast, it was only noon but dark as if the sky was midnight.

Outside the window the wind was howling, and the gusts were swirling around the blown off branches and other garbage of various colors.

In the distant sky, a black, thick, columnar stream of air connected heaven and earth.

A horrible twisting spinning, approaching at breakneck speed towards the rain-covered city.

The wind crackled with rain and lightning, and the raindrops, thick and large, struck the bulletproof glass with a thumping, crisp sound.

No. 8 Mansion has made a double layer of soundproof panels, but now, standing on the balcony, you can still hear the sound of lightning and thunder, and the sound of rain hammering, so you can imagine that the thunderstorm is coming in strong.

Rainwater rushed down the streets and water began to pool on the roads, with sewage draining nowhere near as fast as the torrential rains dripping down, plus leaves and garbage blocking the drainage outlets, leading to a trend of thicker and thicker pools of water.

Soon the rainwater connected into an ocean, rushing from building to building.

The rain blocked the view and the sky was dark and dreary, but no one could ignore the black tornado in the sky that cut through the heavens.

It’s like a crusher thrown into the earth from above.

Desire to destroy the civilization of the entire world.

And the humans could only watch as it arrogantly and domineeringly crushed past their eyes.

Crush everything in your way and then leave without looking back.

Cruel?

But what can be done?

No one can save a civilization that has come to an end.

The coast has fallen and a huge tsunami has washed over the entire coast, leaving countless people missing.

The government, in conjunction with the military and police, vigorously searched and rescued, and journalists were on the scene for real-time broadcast. At the same time appealed to the people of the country to generously extend a helping hand love donations.

The host explains how this year’s rains have caused up to $100 billion in damage to the city.

The radio station appealed to the people to rush to live in high terrain areas, stock up on food and oil and supplies, and take emergency measures.

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The three inside the house remained at ease, as if the bad weather outside had not affected them.

Shangguan Ruoxi was holding the little fox and watching her cat and mouse.

Wanchese is leading LuGuo in some simple physical training.

Suddenly the large surveillance display in the living room started flashing and kept beeping to indicate a guest’s arrival.

On the only road leading to Public House 8 at the foot of the hill, a small box truck was traveling at turtle speed in the torrential rain when the vehicle stalled a few minutes later.