The Calamity Descends

Huaxia Central Research Institute.

“Holy… shit.”

Everyone was stunned as they watched the images transmitted by the satellite on the massive screen.

Tian Zhenglong, the colonel in command, immediately ordered, “Quick! Notify the headquar—”

Sssss—

A sharp, piercing sound of static filled the air. Just as everyone was bewildered, the screen turned blue, cutting off the connection to the satellite.

After a brief moment of shock, the staff began frantically typing on their keyboards.

The next moment, they stared at the screen in disbelief. One of the staff members, trembling and deeply confused, spoke up:

“Report… Those vines have released an unknown energy field. Our network and communications are completely down!”

“This energy field is targeting the communications across Blue Star…”

“Fortunately… we’ve already made all the necessary preparations to deal with disasters.”

Almost the moment the vines began to grow, the unknown energy field spread across the globe at the speed of light, covering the entire planet in less than a second!

It paralyzed all communications and machines that relied on signals, causing countless disasters.

Chaos erupted in an instant, but luckily, almost all countries had already evacuated their citizens to safe shelters after the Qiongnu Space Gate opened on the moon.

However, there were many tragedies. Some shelters were built too deep, and their air systems failed, leading to countless unfortunate incidents.

When the person in charge arrived at the shelter, they were met with horrifying scenes.

……

The unpredictable weather began to turn cold.

A few days ago, it was unbearably hot, but today the lake had already frozen over.

Years of natural disasters had caused Blue Star to lose its stable cycle of seasons.

Su Ze finally understood how comfortable it was to sleep close to someone. That night, he couldn’t bear to leave his little… warm furnace, Uesugi Akizuki.

The weather outside was gloomy, the sky a dull gray, as if it was about to rain.

The shadows of the trees swayed on the window, and soon something fell from the sky—not rain, but snow.

The two lay side by side, embracing each other. Uesugi Akizuki tightened her arms around Su Ze’s waist, snuggling closer into his chest, her head resting under his chin.

“Are you awake?” Su Ze was half-asleep, stirred by Uesugi Akizuki’s movements. He could feel the change in her breathing.

Uesugi Akizuki didn’t say anything. She lifted her head, and Su Ze saw her wide, innocent eyes staring back at him.

“Let’s do it.”

“…” Su Ze was speechless. She really was a little pervert, wasn’t she?

Still half-asleep, his voice was lazy and magnetic, almost like he was teasing her, “How about we don’t…”

Uesugi Akizuki’s eyes lit up! This was the first time she’d seen Su Ze, with his silver hair, acting so coy! She loved it!

“Let’s do it!” Uesugi Akizuki eagerly wrapped her arms around his head, trying to climb up closer to him.

“You’re so clingy~” Su Ze’s voice was still lazy and magnetic as he laughed, tilting his head back so Uesugi Akizuki couldn’t reach him.

“Let’s do it!” Uesugi Akizuki kept trying to climb up, but Su Ze held her shoulders down.

“You little pervert.” Su Ze chuckled, leaning down to kiss her gently.

The little shrine maiden immediately felt her body go soft, a tingling sensation spreading through her.

Being kissed until she was completely weak was a wonderful, blissful feeling for her, and she wanted more.

Uesugi Akizuki used to love holding Su Ze’s hand, but now, the little pervert loved kissing Su Ze’s lips.

Outside, heavy snow began to fall. Inside, Su Ze finished making breakfast, and Uesugi Akizuki happily ran out of the bathroom, hugging him from behind, “Let’s do it!”

Su Ze turned around, cupping her childlike, innocent face in his hands, “Little pervert, why do you always want to do it?”

“If you become a little pervert, you won’t be cute anymore.”

“I don’t care about being cute!” Uesugi Akizuki nodded, “Let’s do it!”

To her, it didn’t matter what she became, as long as they could do it.

Su Ze was helpless, so he leaned down and kissed her again.

Uesugi Akizuki, satisfied, went to eat, while Su Ze stepped out onto the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth.

In the office, Keno Oville, the vice president of Huaxia, listened to the report from the middle-aged man in a baseball cap. His aged brows furrowed slightly, “It covered the entire Blue Star in less than an hour?”

“This enemy is truly terrifying.”

Oville stood up, “I’ll oversee this exam. Since all communications are down, you’ll be responsible for coordinating across Huaxia.”

The man in the baseball cap nodded and vanished in a streak of light.

His speed was incredibly fast—almost one-tenth the speed of light!

Within minutes, the officials stationed across Huaxia were informed of the impending Qiongnu invasion. But just as Tian Zhenglong had predicted, they had already made their preparations.

The vines in the sky continued to grow, intertwining and expanding with overwhelming grandeur. They covered half of Blue Star in just over ten minutes, faster than any country had anticipated!

At a research institute in the United States, a massive searchlight was turned on, its conical beam piercing through the clouds. The researchers looked up in shock. Contrary to the reports, they didn’t see any vines wrapping around Blue Star.

All they saw was a green dome—but this dome… was moving!

However, they quickly realized the truth.

If the reports were accurate, then this massive, flowing dome… was a vine so enormous that it couldn’t be fully seen with the naked eye!

“The end is here! Only a god can save us now! You fools who try to stop the god from saving us will be punished!”

Many countries, after enduring multiple natural disasters, were no longer as prosperous as they once were. They no longer had the time or resources to build shelters. Countless citizens had already begun riots and protests for over a dozen days before the disaster arrived.

Gradually, the concept of a god was brought into the mix. With the disaster upon them, they now knew their countries could no longer protect them. Perhaps, after this disaster, their nations would cease to exist. So, they turned to god.

They began to worship, to pray. Churches were built, and they prayed for a god to come and save them.

Some became even more fanatical, viewing the disaster as the arrival of a god and branding the superhumans and psychics protecting their countries as fools who were preventing the god from saving them.

But the reality was harsh. Many countries were already overwhelmed with dealing with the disasters. Whether they could survive this one was uncertain, and they had no patience left to tolerate their citizens…

The massive vines intertwined, engulfing the skies over Huaxia. The world darkened, but the power systems weren’t completely affected, and countless lights flickered on.

The cities were illuminated.

In An Yang, there were thousands of underground shelters, housing tens of millions of people.

The scale of such a massive project across all of Huaxia was unimaginable, both in terms of cost and resources.

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