Category: Doomsday in Ten Days

Zhang Chenze nodded. “Green symbolizes peace. I’ll take green.” Lin Qin nodded in response. “Then I’ll take the orange room.” “Well, guess I’m last,” Qin Dongdong stretched lazily. “I’ll go with

“What’s going on…?” Su Shan really wanted to ask Zhang Chenze what kind of “lot” she had cast, but she could neither see the words on the “lot” clearly nor hear Zhang Chenze’s words. The second p

But Su Shan’s “lot” in this round was even stranger than before, still bearing five characters: “All People Aid the Disaster.” Beneath this “lot” was an arrow pointing to the left. “Aid

Su Shan took a step to the side, moving closer to the edge of the glass room, and reached out to pat her own wall. Though she made no sound, Zhang Chenze noticed her movement and turned to look at

Seeing Lin Qin clearly injured, Su Shan’s expression finally lost its composure. Even though these people were “seniors,” even though they could retain their memories, even though they had crawled

“The second person’s ‘Wish’ has ended. The third person, please ‘Draw’.” The voice of Earth Dog crackled through the broadcast. Lin Qin, gripping the table for support, gritted her teeth and stood

“The fourth round begins, with the first person drawing a lot.” The short announcement made Su Shan restless. It was already the fourth round—halfway through the game. If each round represent

“Why can I see words…?” Su Shan frowned, deep in thought, but couldn’t make sense of it. She lowered her head and glanced at Lin Qin’s table again, then suddenly froze. Though the distance

“This is a line from ‘Sympathy for the Peasants’…” Zhang Chenze murmured under her breath. In classical poetry, “sweat drips onto the soil beneath the crops” symbolizes the toil of farmers during

Lin Qiang picked up the “Bountiful Harvest Year” and, despite her injuries, took a moment to think. As the “Autumn” season, she had unexpectedly achieved a “harvest” at this point. This meant that