I kept getting notifications from text messages, so I picked up my phone from beside the bed. It was September 14th, 2029, at 9:32 am.,Three days before the super typhoon that unveiled the chapter of the apocalypse.,Three years into the apocalypse, Su Mengyao remained immaculate, unstained by the chaos. Her complexion was fair with a touch of blush, as if she were still living in a world of prosperity and splendor.。