A new dawn came, but Jerry was not awakened by the warm sunshine, but by the ruthless siren that shattered the tranquility. Opening the curtain, he saw an armored car patrolling below his apartment building, the relentless warning hanging in the air: "Stay at home, protect yourself, do not loot, obey the law. The government will come to rescue us."

Where was the world he once knew? The world where people laughed and neighbors helped each other? Jerry stared at his hand. Once, this hand was a tool for writing programs, but now, it had become a weapon for survival.

Turning to the window again, Jerry's eyes locked onto a group of huge ants. They were like a backdrop to the armored car, but their eerie atmosphere sent a chill through him. Ants, just a common creature, now seemed so alien, huge, and even terrifying. In an instant, he realized this was a mutation, a mutation brought about by the nuclear explosion.

But fear could not stop him. The will to survive drove him to search for more supplies. Room by room, house by house, this once familiar apartment building became so unfamiliar. He began his scavenger hunt, hoping to find hope for survival in this mutated world.

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However, when Jerry returned home, jubilant and loaded with supplies, a shadow emerged in his life. As soon as he opened the door, a figure rushed out from behind, the cold muzzle of a gun pressing against his neck, taking away all his hope.

"Give me all your stuff!" The shadow's voice was as bone-chilling as the winter wind. Jerry could only watch helplessly as the man arrogantly took all his supplies, including his lifeline - the gun.

What shocked Jerry the most was that the shadow actually picked up the note he left for his neighbor, the note was like a testament to his shattered illusions. Even more horrifying, the criminal suddenly stretched out his hands, and a jet of flame spewed out from his palms, welding his apartment door shut. "Some people gain superpowers because of radiation," the criminal said, "You're unlucky, I'm one of them, I can spit high-temperature flames."

Life had dealt Jerry a heavy blow. He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. All his supplies had been stolen, and he was trapped in his own apartment. However, he knew he couldn't give up. He had to face the challenges in this mutated world, find the path to survival. Only in this way could he regain his lost hope.