Doomsday opening My girlfriend, the campus beauty, broke up with me.

University of Shuzhou Lincoln stood under the scorching midday sun, clutching a cup of coffee he had just bought for his girlfriend, Emily. It was a typical summer afternoon, with the heat radiating off the concrete pathways of the university campus. “Ring-ring! Ring-ring!” His phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. Lincoln glanced at the screen, but the caller ID was unknown. He hesitated for a moment before answering. “Hello?” he said cautiously. “Lincoln, this is you from the future,” a deep, resonant voice said urgently. “I have three minutes to talk, and you need to listen carefully. This is important.” Lincoln’s brow furrowed. “Future? What are you talking about?” “Three minutes from now, Emily will break up with you. Five minutes from now, Japan will sink into the ocean. And in ten minutes, a ring will appear on your left hand—a spatial ring.” Lincoln laughed, thinking it was some kind of prank. “Yeah, right. And then what? Are you going to tell me aliens are landing next?” “Listen,” the voice pressed on, ignoring his sarcasm. “Tomorrow night at eight, the temperature will plummet to minus sixty degrees Celsius. A blizzard will follow, freezing everything in its path. If you don’t prepare, you won’t survive.” Lincoln shook his head, looking up at the clear blue sky. It was the middle of summer—how could there be a blizzard? “And then what?” he asked, still skeptical. “The dead will rise as zombies,” the voice continued. “You’ll need weapons to defend yourself. The blizzard will last for ten days, and then… something worse will happen. Evil spirits will emerge.” Lincoln’s laughter died in his throat. “Evil spirits? You’ve got to be kidding me.” “On the seventh day, everyone will receive a martial spirit—a power that can help you survive. And on the tenth day, a survivor’s base will be established in the Kunlun Mountains. You need to get there.” “Wait, what about this ring?” Lincoln asked, trying to make sense of it all. “It’s a spatial ring. It can store items, but it’s small—only twenty meters in volume. You’ll need to touch an item to store it, and then you can retrieve it with a thought.” “Alright, and who’s this martial god in my dorm?” Lincoln pressed, feeling a mix of curiosity and disbelief. But before the voice could answer, the call ended abruptly. Lincoln stared at his phone, the timer showing exactly three minutes of conversation. Just then, his phone vibrated again. This time, it was Emily. He answered quickly, hoping to hear her voice and dismiss the earlier call as nonsense. “Hey, Em,” he said, forcing a smile. “Lincoln, we need to talk,” Emily’s voice was cold and distant. “I think we should break up.” Lincoln’s heart sank. “What? Why? We were fine just a few minutes ago.” Emily sighed. “I don’t know, Lincoln. I just don’t feel it anymore. I need space.” Lincoln’s mind raced back to the mysterious call. “Three minutes…” he muttered to himself. “Emily, wait—” But she had already hung up. He stood there, stunned, the coffee slipping from his fingers and spilling onto the ground. He glanced at the news app on his phone, and his eyes widened in disbelief. The top headline read: “Japan Sinks into the Ocean”. The story was trending worldwide, with videos and images of chaos and destruction. Lincoln’s heart pounded in his chest. He looked at his left hand, waiting for something to happen. If the ring didn’t appear, he could dismiss the whole thing as a joke. But as he watched, a faint glow appeared, and a metallic ring materialized on his finger. With it came a surge of information in his mind. The ring was a spatial storage device, but it was limited. He could only store items by touching them, and its capacity was tiny compared to what he had seen in movies or books. Lincoln took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. He had to decide what to do next. The future had just become very real, and he needed to survive.