"Is it my hunger that's causing hallucinations? The snow seems to have lessened?"
"It's not an illusion, looks like it's about to stop. Oh yeah!"
"Ban 'oh yeah'."
"Ban ban 'oh yeah'."
"It's the end of the world and you're still doing this? Are you all mad? Ban ban ban 'oh yeah'!"
"Goodness, what a bunch! Did you see? Lin Yue has put instant noodles on the shelves, impressive!"
"What? Instant noodles? The ones the top player was eating yesterday? Let's group up to buy them!"
"What's so good about instant noodles? I'd rather starve↓, die outside↑, jump from here←, than eat Lin Yue's stuff→!"
"Getting ready to say 'so fragrant', what a classic old meme."
"Count me in +2"
...
Lin Yue drank his iced tea, calmly looking out the window.
Indeed, the snow is about to stop.
There's still 19 hours until the disaster ends, the snowstorm that was falling like it cost nothing has changed its fierce state to become fluttering snowflakes.
"Plop~"
