In this room, there were also many oil drums, and the lamps they used burned oil, in addition to a generator and a set of batteries.
"Tell me, what happened to this world, and how have you survived here?"
"You don't know what happened?" Zhang Ning looked at Zheng Yichen with some surprise, and couldn't help but take two steps back, moving closer to a shovel lying in the room.
"I don't know, hurry up and tell me, or I'll just leave."
"...It happened two months ago. Everything in this world was fine until a red column of light appeared, then everything changed. At first, everyone was still normal, but then people's skin started to peel off, and this symptom spread globally."
