Xu Ru held on for a few more days, but in the end, the hunger became unbearable.
When a person is starving, all reason vanishes. The only thought in her mind was, 'I need to eat.'
Xu Ru stumbled outside, hoping to find something to eat—even if it was just wild grass or tree bark from the landscaping.
But her body was already extremely weak. She didn't even last two minutes in the poison fog before she collapsed.
Xu Ru fell not far from Tan Jing. Her eyes were wide open as she stared at her mother's corpse, her heart filled with desolation.
'I'm not going to survive the day,' she knew.
'What a pity. The internet said the apocalypse was about to end, that everything would get better soon, but I couldn't even hold on for the last few days.'
Filled with such bitter resentment, Xu Ru stared fixedly ahead until she finally breathed her last.
What Xu Ru didn't know was that on the day after she died, the world's poison fog dissipated.
