Wasteland Lying Flat Strategy Manual

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Doom

    "The end of the world? It's funny. How could it be the end of the world? Are you making a movie or playing truth or dare? My friend, you have to be responsible for speaking on the Internet now. You also have to bear legal responsibility for spreading rumors like this."

    " My sister, let alone the clear sky outside the window, there seems to be a little sign of the end of the world. I have seen countless articles about the end of the world like you in a year. Such jokes can no longer cause me to panic. You can play Just play, if you can't play, go to the dog's table."

    Wen Yan scrolled down, followed by countless comments like this, most of which were ridicules full of distrust of this anonymous post, but Wen Yan did not comment on this. Take it to heart, because this post was exactly what she did a week ago. Such "doomsday" posts, this is already the fourth one she published this month, and as for each of the previous posts, they have not escaped the fate of deleting posts and banning accounts.

    As for why Wen Yan persisted in promoting doomsday theory on the Internet, it started with a confusing dream she had a week ago.

    Wen Yan dreamed of a person, that was her grandmother who had been dead for many years.

    Wen Yan grew up with his grandma since he was a child. Wen's father and Wen's mother worked hard outside for many years, and their life was not very good. It was not until Wen's father made a small fortune in business that he brought Wen Yan from his hometown to the city. .

    Soon after, the sad news of grandma's death came from my hometown. I just heard from the neighbor's aunt that Grandma Wen's death was not due to illness. On the contrary, Grandma Wen walked away with a smile in a dream.

    In the countryside, this is called dying of old age, and it is the most comfortable and dignified way for the elderly to die. Some people say that this is the way to ascend to heaven, leave the world, and go to the fairy world to become a god.

    The kind but wrinkled old lady in front of her was slightly stooped, calling her nickname over and over again in her dream.

    "Ah Yan, Ah Yan..."

    Grandma Wen approached, and even the clean smell on her body before she died, which was different from the old man on the other side, lingered in her nose.

    Wen Yan was sure that this was grandma, maybe it was because of missing grandma on weekdays, but this dream was too real.

    Wait, Wen Yan was shocked.

    She was in a dream, but it wasn't clear yet...

    How could she know it was a dream...

    At the moment she was in a daze, Grandma Wen had already approached.

    "Ayan." Grandma Wen called again softly.

    "Grandma," she murmured.

    This is a dream that is too real, but because of this, it shows that this dream is unusual.

    Grandma Wen was also uncharacteristically, her words were gentle and kind, but her expression was tinged with a bit of solemnity: "Ayan, Grandma wants to tell you something by entrusting this dream to you, whether you believe it or not, Please be prepared."

    Wen Yan restrained his expression, nodded solemnly, and then heard grandma's voice continue to sound.

    "There is still a year at most, and this world will cease to exist. To be precise, this world will usher in a catastrophe, which is the doomsday you often talk about." Wen Yan frowned, and wanted to ask more