"What did you say? The apocalypse is coming?" Zhou Shiqiu asked, shocked, "What kind of apocalypse?"
"The kind of apocalypse you're thinking of," Xu Yuxi nodded solemnly.
"Then, what should we do?" Zhou Shiqiu said anxiously, "We should tell more people, but if we do, we'll both probably end up in a mental hospital..."
"Why do I feel like you have a knack for telling dark jokes?" Xu Yuxi said, the corners of her mouth twitching.
"Well, it's the truth, isn't it? If we go telling everyone the apocalypse is coming and try to make them believe us, what's waiting for us is a mental hospital, right?" Zhou Shiqiu petted the little green plant, his face troubled, "What should we do then?"
"I've already posted the information online, hoping to help some people," Xu Yuxi said. "See if you have any friends you know, I'll give you a survival guide for the apocalypse, and you can send it to them. Hopefully, it can help them."
