In the ruins of the small town, Oliver Hart lies on the ground like a corpse. Suddenly, he opens his eyes. What he sees around him is in a complete mess. Old pieces of paper are floating in the wind and then slowly falling down. Broken walls are everywhere, and concrete fragments are spread randomly all over the ground. It's frighteningly quiet all around. The once - bustling streets now only have the sound of the wind blowing the green trees.

Oliver's mind is in a complete mess. He was clearly in the bustling  before going to sleep. Why is he in such a strange place now? The surrounding scene is like the end of the world, and he can't see the slightest sign of human existence. Oliver jumps up from the ground in a panic. To his surprise, driven by instinct, he props himself up on the ground with one hand, does a backflip, and then lands steadily.

"What... what on earth is going on?" Oliver asks himself in his mind. In Oliver's memory, he was just an ordinary citizen in Lppleton. Fortunately, with the help of his relatives, he became a civil servant in the National Bureau of Statistics three years ago. Every day, he arrived at the office half an hour late. He made a pot of tea and then surfed the Internet. When the leader came, he took out a copy of the day's newspaper and read it carefully. Even so, his superiors were still very satisfied with him. In just two years, Oliver had become weak due to a long - term lack of exercise.

Oliver is 187 cm tall. Previously, he would feel tired after jumping a few times on the ground. But his performance just now has exceeded that of athletes who exercise regularly. Oliver can hardly believe it. His body is still the same as before. There is no extra muscle, and he doesn't look like a strong man. However, Oliver can feel that he is full of strength. His eyes, which were slightly nearsighted before, can also spot tiny things hundreds of meters away by visual estimation.

On the nearby street, three cars had been parked haphazardly. Their front windshields had been shattered into a pile of fragments. On the car doors, dark liquid had congealed, resembling a black flower. To the right of the three cars was a small supermarket, its metal roll-up door had been punctured with countless finger-width holes, and a gap had been blown open in the middle.Oliver can't see inside through the gap. Hanging over the gap are many snacks. A trail of white rice stretches all the way to the middle of the road.

Oliver's eyelids keep twitching, and he doesn't know why he used the word "explode" to describe the gap in the metal roll-up door.Did someone use explosives to rob a small supermarket, risking getting caught?What puzzled him even more was that, judging from the scattered snacks, the target of the bandits was actually these snacks.

A gentle breeze blows again, lifting the scattered pieces of paper on the ground. Several green hundred-dollar bill. are picked up by the wind and finally land in front of the supermarket entrance.He can't understand whether these bandits went mad with hunger, actually robbing snacks and giving up more valuable bills.There is a piece of paper that is blown up by the wind and flies toward Oliver's forehead.

Oliver reacts by grabbing the newspaper piece in his hand, his eyes scanning it hastily.It appear to be reporting, the successful lift-off of the US space plane, which was heading towards the target meteorite.Tattered pieces of paper, reporting just a few words.Oliver doesn't even care and throws it away.This town gives Oliver a very uncomfortable feeling.Broken houses, dark liquids, fishy smells, and streets with no sign of human existence. All of this makes Oliver feel deeply uneasy.

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Oliver finds himself with a watch on his wrist at some point.The black case shimmered strangely.Oliver doesn't remember such a watch for himself. He tries to take the watch off his wrist, but finds it impossible to do so.

Everything about this place is odd.Oliver has no idea where he is and tries to find someone to ask nicely, but there is no one around.

Oliver habitually goes to try and pull his mobile phone out of his pocket, but he can't feel it. His mobile phone was long gone somewhere.Oliver feels all over his body and is surprised that there are no items other than the odd watch and clothing.

‘Damn it, who made that joke? If I found out,If I find out, I'll kick his head off for sure.’Despite Oliver's incomparable anger, he can only walk forward. If this is a photo base, it's impossible for there to be no one at all. There should always be some staff, right?

 Oliver walks to the intersection ahead and sees a bank with broken glass all over its perimeter.Oliver walks in.The bank's lobby was full of scattered papers, the chairs behind the information desk had been knocked over, and the white floor was streaked with dark liquid, one even trailing to the door.Strong smells make Oliver uncomfortable.Oliver has a very bad guess about Dark Liquid. But he desperately tries to convince himself that it's just a filming prop.

Oliver stands at the intersection and looks around; there isn't a single staff member from the photo base.Oliver starts to panic, he feels like he's been thrown into a world of oblivion.

‘anyone here? Is there anyone here?’Oliver yells as hard as he can. The sound travels far and echoes through the empty intersection.

It seems that the town awakens at Oliver's yell, and a myriad of various types of voices ring out softly.The doors of residential buildings are opened, barrels are overturned, papers are trampled, and all the sounds are mixed together.Cars parked on either side of the street rattle, their doors are opened, and a single figure shimmies out of them. The figures seem to drag their bodies towards Oliver as they slowly encircle him.

Oliver can hardly believe why he hadn't spotted these people before.But,Oliver doesn't want to concern himself with that though, seeing people makes him happy.He just wants to ask what this place is and figure out how to get back to Lppleton.Is it Thursday? It's better if the superiors are away on a field trip.That way he won't find out he missed half a day of work and still manage to keep his bonus for the month.

Just as Oliver is thinking about it, he gets a good look at the first figure.It is a beautiful woman in a fashionable dress.The women has only a few strips of cloth covering her large beautiful breasts.Oliver isn't a horny man, but he still wishes she didn't have those strips of cloth on her chest. It's a man's nature to like beautiful things.

Just before Oliver could savor these thoughts, he sees something that gives him the creeps.

It seems that the town awakens at Oliver's yell, and a myriad of various types of voices ring out softly.The doors of residential buildings are opened, barrels are overturned, papers are trampled, and all the sounds are mixed together.Cars parked on either side of the street rattle, their doors are opened, and a single figure shimmies out of them. The figures seem to drag their bodies towards Oliver as they slowly encircle him.

Oliver can hardly believe why he hadn't spotted these people before.But,Oliver doesn't want to concern himself with that though, seeing people makes him happy.He just wants to ask what this place is and figure out how to get back to Lppleton.Is it Thursday? It's better if the superiors are away on a field trip.That way he won't find out he missed half a day of work and still manage to keep his bonus for the month.

Just as Oliver is thinking about it, he gets a good look at the first figure.It is a beautiful woman in a fashionable dress.The women has only a few strips of cloth covering her large beautiful breasts.Oliver isn't a horny man, but he still wishes she didn't have those strips of cloth on her chest. It's a man's nature to like beautiful things.

Just before Oliver could savor these thoughts, he sees something that gives him the creeps.