Am I really going to die today?!

As the planner finished speaking, a thick plume of smoke billowed from the crater, a black column of smoke shooting into the sky like a pillar reaching to the heavens.

Red flashes of light occasionally appeared inside the column of smoke; that was churning magma.

Immediately afterwards, a loud bang came from the crater.

The sound wasn't a "boom," but a "bang!"

It looked like something had exploded inside the crater.

The sound traveled hundreds of kilometers and could be heard by the surrounding creatures, but they probably didn't care much about it since they were in the flood.

Then, lava erupted.

The molten lava shot into the sky from the crater like a high-pressure water gun, with the highest jet reaching a height of over a thousand meters before dispersing in the air like a giant firework.

But this isn't fireworks; it's death in full bloom.

The lava dispersed and turned into countless fireballs, trailing black smoke as they plummeted toward the ground in parabolic arcs.

A fireball struck the hillside, landing squarely on an Eoraptor.

The Eurasian dinosaur didn't even have time to scream before its body was engulfed by lava.

Its fur burned to ash in an instant, and its flesh writhed in the lava like a piece of meat thrown into a frying pan.

A few seconds later, it stopped moving, its body burned to a crisp by the lava, still sizzling and oozing oil.

Another fireball crashed into the floodwaters.

The moment the lava and the floodwaters came into contact, they made a piercing "sizzle" sound, like someone throwing a whole piece of red-hot iron into a bucket of water.

The floodwaters were scalded and bubbling, with a large plume of white steam rising from the surface.

The corpses were not charred, but their flesh had been scalded by the boiling water, turning white and exuding the stench of cooked meat.

More lava is gushing out of the crater, not spewing, but gushing.

Like someone spilling a pot of porridge, thick lava overflowed from the crater and flowed down the hillside.

Wherever the lava went, trees were set ablaze, rocks were melted, and soil was turned into glass.

A lava river meandered down the mountainside and flowed into the flood.

When floodwaters meet lava, the scene is more terrifying than any other natural disaster on its own.

The magma heated the floodwaters to a boiling point, and the floodwaters cooled the magma into stone, but the water temperature before cooling was already high enough to kill any living thing.

The entire river was bubbling, like a giant boiling pot.

A layer of white steam floated on the surface of the water, beneath which was a layer of grayish-white foam, and below the foam was churning murky water, inside which were animals that had been scalded to death.

A group of canine jawed beasts were soaking in the water, their fur scalded away, revealing their bare skin.

My skin turned bright red from the hot water and blistered.

Two interference cards, coupled with life's instinct to survive, finally enabled them to learn to swim.

They swam desperately towards the shore, but the mud on the shore had been dried by the lava, and stepping on it felt like stepping on an iron plate.

They stood on the shore, but were scalded and jumped up. They jumped back into the water and were still howling.

Thank goodness they can't talk, otherwise they'd probably say something like, "Am I really going to die today?!"

At this moment, 80% of the species observed in the magma water are fully ripe, while the remaining 20% ​​have turned to ash.

Animals directly hit by the lava didn't even have time to struggle before they were instantly turned into charred remains.

Animals that weren't directly hit by the lava but were submerged in water fared even worse. They watched as their bodies were slowly cooked, from the outside in, from skin to bone, every inch of their skin enduring unimaginable pain.

Some animals were already stunned by the scalding before they were even dead, floating belly up on the surface of the water, their mouths opening and closing like fish lacking oxygen.

Some animals were already dead, but their bodies were still tumbling in the water, being pushed around by the current.

That scene could be described in two words: hell.

In four words, it's a beastly purgatory.

Watching this scene, some people were happy, while others were in despair.

Those civilization observers who thought they had escaped a calamity suddenly changed their expressions, which then turned extremely ugly.

John's tall, thin man stopped laughing.

His Pteranodon was flying in the sky. The volcanic ash hadn't reached that high yet, but the sound of the lava eruption made his ears ring.

He shouted at the Pteranodon:

"Fly higher! Fly higher!"

Nicholas Abin of the White Bear Kingdom was relieved that the Eurasian Drake had escaped the flood, but his smile froze on his face the next second.

Survivors like him stared at the erupting volcano on the screen, their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.

"Damn it! You're such a despicable person, planner!"

"Should I draft the proposal?"

"Damn! I should have known better than to let those beasts escape. They might have survived the flood, but in a volcano... that would have been delicious."

"What are you bunch of idiots standing there for? Run!"

These observing species also appeared quite bewildered when given commands by their own civilization's observers.

If they could speak human language, they would surely be spewing profanities.

Damn it, all you say is to tell me to run, but where am I supposed to run to?

Below the mountain, there was a raging flood; above the mountain, a volcano was erupting.

Running forward means death, running backward means death, running left means death, running right means death.

Ruined!

They're doomed!

For a moment, the observed species huddled together again, trembling and at a loss.

The Eoraptor herd huddled at the highest point of the hill, dozens of Eoraptors pressed tightly together, their heads buried in their bodies and their tails tucked between their legs.

Meanwhile, those civilizations that failed to escape the first wave of natural disasters became gloating.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect karma to come so quickly."

"Yo-ho! The planner is pretty fair after all."

"Weren't you all so arrogant just now? Why are you suddenly silent?"

"Didn't your observed species just run through the flood? Why are they jumping back into it now? Is it because it's too hot?"

Kim Jong-tae looked at the Primordial Dragons trapped on the hills on the light screen and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

Just moments ago, Nicholas Abing had been giving him the middle finger, and now it was his turn to laugh. Jack was laughing too; although most of his Southern Cross Dragons had been washed away by the flood, at least a few dozen were still alive.

The Eoraptors hiding in the hills were trapped between volcanoes and floods, with nowhere to run.

Suddenly, the reality was completely reversed.

Those who laughed before are now crying, and those who cried before are now laughing.

However, before these observers of civilizations could rejoice for long, they received messages from their respective countries using various devices, which could be summarized in one sentence:

Stop mocking them! Save the species you're observing!

The civilization observers then realized that the reason they were gloating over these civilization observers was because these observers had gloated over them before.

The reason they were ridiculed was that the species they were observing hadn't even survived the first round of natural disasters.

Kim Jong-tae's canine jaw beast is still soaking in the water, Jack's Southern Cross Dragon is still lying on the tree trunk, and the Indian contestant's crocodile is still splashing around in the water.

This can be seen as the eldest brother not laughing at the second brother.

The observed species are still submerged in the floodwaters. If we don't find a way to save them soon, they will all slowly ripen at low temperatures when the lava enters the floodwaters!

The temperature of magma is over a thousand degrees. Although it will cool the water when it flows into it, it will also heat the water to boiling.

Animals submerged in the floodwaters will either drown or be cooked.