Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Chen Zhiwei's thoughts were clearly written in the notebook.

This calm was too abnormal and too strange.

It didn't feel like the calm after the dust had settled; it felt more like the calm before the storm.

Chen Zhiwei would rather see cult members use some kind of ritual to bring down the evil god than see such a smooth crackdown process.

At least the former implies that the rules of the subspace have not been altered.

The extreme stability we see before us only indicates that the subspace is in a constant, controlled state.

That special dimension, formed by the myriad darkness of the human world and the greed, anger, and ignorance of all living beings, should have been forever chaotic, restless, and disorderly. How could it be so quiet?

Even if Xu Qinghe's soul returned to the subspace, it would be unable to suppress the layers upon layers of ever-growing resentment from the evil gods.

Chaos can be countered and dealt with.

The most terrifying thing is an order that can be artificially regulated.

as predicted.

Just as Chen Zhiwei's unease grew, something seemed to quietly descend upon her.

It was silent, invisible, and even Zhou Zhengyang's memory archives could not detect it.

But Chen Zhiwei noticed it.

For the first time, her rapidly working thoughts came to a standstill.

No matter how she thought about it, she could only rely on all the existing information to deduce and refine the story.

But when it comes to new conclusions, she can't think of any.

Her thinking was limited, and her imagination was stifled.

The notebook details the final outcome when human imagination was locked down.

Romance fades, warmth withers, technology regresses, emotions unite, and in the end, everyone is left with only the same life trajectory.

This was the first time Su Ming had realized that having one's imagination locked away could lead to such a despairing outcome.

That was not a devastating defeat.

Rather, the civilization had already quietly perished before the battle even began.

This is the truly terrifying form of dimensional reduction attack.

There was no hand-to-hand combat, nor the devastation of gunfire.

Instead, it crushes your despair from the root, from the source, and in essence, giving you no right to resist.

Simply by allowing a city to grow from the sea of ​​human memory, without doing anything else, one can witness the complete end of a civilization.

No wonder it says that on the first page of this notebook.

We are still alive.

But we are no longer human.

Can a human being who has lost their imagination still be called human?

Is this kind of numb, eked-out existence really considered living?

In a daze, Su Ming remembered what Cheng Yao had said to him when she was lying on his back.

She said, "I came from a poor family, but God blessed me with an extremely beautiful appearance."

"You know, beauty is not a gift to someone like me who has nothing, but a curse."

"Su Ming, you have no idea how difficult it is for me to live a good life."

"A life lived on is a life of mere existence."

These words can also be applied to the present day, to Earth.

Earth evolved from a barren wasteland, eventually giving birth to humankind, who were then endowed with sufficient wisdom and spirituality.

But this unique wisdom, which we were born into the universe and were just beginning to explore, was never a gift to humankind, but rather the root of our destruction.

According to the description in the notebook, Su Ming finally understood why Chen Zhiwei named the 2020 apocalypse "Fish in a Jar".

Humans are like fish in a tank.

A fish tank is a manifestation of humanity's stifled imagination.

Even with ample food and a stable environment in the tank, fish can live a lifetime.

But is this kind of living really living?

Are humans who have lost their souls still considered human?

It can be said that from the moment the fish tank was created and imagination was locked away, human civilization was already completely destroyed.

Zhou Zhengyang, standing to the side, was equally shocked, his scalp tingling.

He swallowed hard in fear; normally the most eloquent man, he was now completely speechless.

Su Ming ignored him and continued to flip through the rest of the notebook.

On the subsequent pages, there were no more of Chen Zhiwei's speculations or conjectures.

It wasn't that she was unwilling to deduce, but rather that she had lost the ability to imagine.

All she could do at that moment was to use all the knowledge she had in her mind to refine and review everything that was already set in motion.

According to time.

This was the moment when Su Ming was nestled in Cheng Yao's trap of desire, watching the movie she starred in.

He didn't stay in Cheng Yao's trap of desire for long.

It will only take about a day and a half.

In that day and a half, Chen Zhiwei managed to deduce the only unknown path forward from a seemingly hopeless situation where everything seemed doomed to fail.

That is, to initiate the plan to exterminate humanity.

The predetermined end is already locked; the unknown after death is left for those who can imagine to witness.

Moreover, the plan to exterminate humanity was originally intended to kill Xu Qinghe and end this doomsday timeline.

Although Zhou Zhengyang was shocked, he immediately reported to his superiors.

The high-ranking figures in the Dragon Kingdom have actually been paying attention to this matter all along.

They made their final decision in just 45 minutes.

A top-secret document fell into Zhou Zhengyang's hands.

That was the day.

The self-redemption of human civilization has begun in the most tragic way.

The first nuclear bomb broke through the clouds and slowly rose into the sky.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth…

A global, indiscriminate nuclear war of annihilation was born.

Without warning or omen, this was the most resolute self-sacrifice of human civilization.

Intense nuclear fire swept across the land, and deadly radiation permeated the heavens and earth, covering every corner of the blue planet.

No one can escape it, no one can get away with it.

Because Xu Qinghe was also manipulating things from the shadows, she had sealed off all hope of survival.

Words and ink are insufficient to depict even a fraction of this apocalypse.

This apocalypse was not brought about by them directly, but by the will of humankind.

The spirit accumulated over five thousand years of Chinese history can be summed up in just four words: destruction before construction.

Only this land could make such a resolute choice to sever ties with the past, leave no room for compromise, and face death to live.

Su Ming's pupils contracted slightly.

No wonder blank spaces appeared one after another in the subspace at that time.

It turns out that humanity is on the verge of extinction.

Turn to the next page.

In just half a day, the civilization that humankind had built up over thousands of years was reduced to scorched earth and ruins.

The surviving humans hiding underground in their shelters also brought about the final reckoning.

As despair spread, countless bizarre monsters emerged and ran rampant.

They are the final harvesters of this apocalypse, personally severing the last embers of human civilization.

Chen Zhiwei was still alive at this time.

At the very first moment the plan to exterminate humanity was launched, she came alone to the general hospital in Nanxian County.

Su Ming, Yu Mengnian, and Xu Qinghe are at this hospital.

This will also be the final destination of a nuclear strike.

She lay quietly by the hospital bed, writing down her last words.

It's likely that the changes occurring in the new world will also have a chain reaction in the warp.

I'm just recording everything that happened in the new world after you left.

Isn't that amazing?

Haha, aren't you captivated by me?

Even if Wen Qi sits atop the heavens and becomes the true Him, I still dare to challenge His authority.

However, after discussing so many heavy topics, there's always good news.

Yu Mengnian's feelings are gradually recovering; she will remember you in every post-apocalyptic storyline to come.

I'm entrusting Niannian to you. If you dare to treat her badly, I will never let you off the hook.

Secondly, the moment you leave the 2020 doomsday line, it means the closed loop formed by the four doomsday lines has been broken.

This will be a brand new era, and the direction of this era will inevitably be created by you.

[Can't your system's ancient world allow you to customize a law?]

My suggestion is to personify the sources of pollution.

Since we can't reach their level, let's try to lower their level.

The source of pollution comes from fragments of knowledge within them; even if anthropomorphized, their inherent danger would be significantly limited.

In this way, you could easily establish a containment facility to imprison them, study them, and even turn them against you and exploit them.

I've already thought of a name: Anomaly Containment Center.

I can't think of any specific changes that might occur right now, but there will definitely be unexpected gains.

Okay, that's all for my record.

I have one more small request here.

[In the next apocalyptic scenario, could you try having a child with me? I promise I'll never make you responsible for it.]

On the last page, I wrote a fairy tale.

But now, I can no longer understand its deeper meaning.

So, don't show this fairy tale to Wen Qi yet; show it to me in the next apocalyptic timeline first.

[Human imagination hasn't been sealed off by 2026, has it?]

I don't know how they sealed it off, but you certainly do.

Therefore, you absolutely must stop this, even if it costs you everything, or everything will be over.

[Su Ming, see you next time]

【Bye-Bye】

In the corner of this page, Chen Zhiwei also drew a cute smiley face.

Su Ming suddenly felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.

This guy hasn't given up on the idea of ​​having his own child.

From their first meeting in 2026 to the subsequent four apocalyptic storylines, she never gave up.

This idea was transformed into an obsession that spanned multiple timelines.

He glanced sideways at Zhou Zhengyang, who looked flustered beside him.

Zhou Zhengyang immediately turned his head, his tone somewhat ingratiating: "Your Majesty, you are so handsome and Dr. Chen is so smart, your child will definitely be both handsome and smart."

Su Ming pinched Zhou Zhengyang's shoulder with an annoyance, revealing a gloomy smile.

"Old Zhou."

"Now, it's time to settle old scores."

"You fucking kept this from me for so long."

"I thought you were an honest person, but I didn't expect you to be the most secretive one."