Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

The middle-aged man shook his head, his tone as calm as if he were correcting an innocent child, tinged with a hint of helplessness and pity:

"No, no, no, we have never invaded your world. We have always been here."

His voice was soft, but every word was clearly audible to everyone.

"It's just that you didn't understand our existence before, so we didn't exist."

Originally, only a very small number of you understood our existence, so you could say they knew about us.

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room as if to make sure everyone understood.

"But, for some reason, one day it suddenly seemed that all of you understood our existence and observed us."

Then you discovered that the world was different, and you assumed that we had invaded your world.

He raised his hand, and the thin black cane drew a circle in the air before gently tapping the ground.

"But no, the world is still the same world, nothing has changed."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the shadows at the edge of the square.

The square was deathly silent.

No one spoke, no one moved, and even their breathing was kept extremely low.

Those words were like a boulder, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

After a long while, people began to whisper among themselves.

"What...did he mean?"

"What do you mean by saying the world changed just because we observed them?"

"Has the world always been like this, and we just haven't seen it before?"

"How is this possible..."

Discussions arose one after another, but no one could provide an answer.

Su Ye stood still, motionless.

He stared intently in the direction where the middle-aged man had disappeared, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Those words echoed repeatedly in his mind—

"We've always been here."

He recalled the end of the world, with a blood moon in the sky.

If all of that always existed, but we just couldn't see it before...

So what exactly is this we are seeing now?

Footsteps sounded behind me.

Chen Shou walked over, stood beside him, and whispered:

What do you think?

Su Ye shook his head:

"have no idea."

Old Zhao also came over, frowning:

"What the hell was that guy talking about?"

Why can't I understand?

What does it mean that we observed them?

"Weren't they there because of the blood moon?"

Wu Feng said in a deep voice:

"What he means is that those weirdos, those aliens, have always existed in this world."

We just couldn't see it, understand it, or access it before.

Just like...

Like those unseen and intangible ghosts, some believe in them and some don't, but those who believe say they exist, and those who don't say they don't.

Wang Kui scratched his head:

"So, does it exist or not?"

Wu Feng glanced at him:

According to him, whether it exists or not depends on us.

We couldn't perceive it before, so it didn't exist for us.

Now that we recognize it, it exists.

Lin Wei's face was pale, but her eyes were clear:

"But why was I suddenly able to recognize it?"

He said, "I don't know why," which is impossible.

Chen Shou remained silent for a moment, then slowly said:

"Perhaps it's not sudden, but a gradual process."

It's just that we ordinary people don't realize it until the very moment the end of the world arrives.

Li Xiaowei bit her lip, her brows furrowed. After a long while, she suddenly raised her head, her voice trembling slightly:

"Is he... just like those mentally ill people?"

Several people looked at her at the same time.

Li Xiaowei's voice was even lower, as if she was afraid of being overheard by someone:

"It's...those mental patients, they always say they can see things that others can't see, and hear sounds that others can't hear."

We used to think they were crazy, but if...

If what they see is real, and what we see is fake…

She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood what she meant.

The air in the square seemed to freeze.

If what those mentally ill patients see is the real world.

Old Zhao's expression changed:

"You...you mean, we've all gone mad?"

Li Xiaowei shook her head:

"I have no idea……

But he said, "We've observed that, and the world has changed."

What if we didn't observe it?

Is the world still the same as before?

So what we're seeing now, is it reality, or something we've collectively imagined?

No one can answer.

Chen Shou frowned, staring at the ground as if pondering an extremely difficult problem.

Wu Feng and Wang Kui exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

Su Ye recalled the legends about the supernatural and the bizarre that existed before the apocalypse.

Some people believe it, some people don't.

Those who believe it speak with great conviction, while those who don't scoff at it.

Thinking back to those videos circulating online, some people said they saw monsters, some said they saw ghosts, and the comments section was full of mockery: fake, another mental patient.

Thinking of those people who suddenly disappeared, those cases of bizarre deaths, they were all eventually attributed to accidents or unsolved cases.

What if... what if all of that were true?

What if those who were considered mentally ill were the first to observe the truth of the world?

What about him?

Is what he is seeing now real or an illusion?

Are the people around him real, or just figments of his imagination?

Su Ye closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

I can't think about it.

Don't think about it any further.

Once you begin to doubt the reality of this world, you will fall into an endless abyss.

He will begin to doubt everything—himself, his companions, every inch of air, every breath he takes.

He opened his eyes and looked at the people around him.

They are all living, breathing people.

They are all flesh and blood.

They had all faced life and death.

If this is fantasy, then this fantasy is too real.

Su Ye spoke, his voice calm:

"No matter what the circumstances, staying alive is the only thing that matters."

Several people looked at him at the same time.

Su Ye continued:

"Whether this world is real or fake, whether we are crazy or not, as long as we live, we will find the answer someday."

"When you die, you have nothing left."

Chen Shou remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly nodded:

"That's right."

Thinking about these things now is useless; surviving is the only thing that matters.

Old Zhao exhaled a puff of smoke:

"Damn it, I don't care if it's true or not, I just want to live right now."

Wu Feng nodded as well:

"Su Ye is right."

Whatever the truth is, you only have a chance to know if you're alive.

Li Xiaowei looked up at Su Ye, her eyes a little red, but her gaze was more composed than before.

Su Ye looked at her, his tone softening slightly:

Don't overthink it.

No matter what the world is like, as long as you're alive and the people around you are alive, that's enough.

Li Xiaowei nodded, biting her lip hard to keep her tears from falling.

Lin Wei gently patted the back of her hand.

After a few seconds of silence, Su Ye broke the heavy atmosphere:

"Now, let's count our stars."

Let's see how much we have left, and then figure out how to redeem it.

Several people looked down at their wristbands.