In the apocalypse, I have a flying house with unlimited upgrades.

Of course, Xu Shuai wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal his true thoughts.

Hiring someone is as simple as moving a finger, and you can get half of the upgrade experience. It seems like the system is encouraging him to hire more people, but in reality, it exposes a major drawback of the flying house upgrade system.

When the apocalypse arrives, exposing one's weaknesses is tantamount to courting death. No one knows how one's personality will change in this environment.

Although Xu Shuai was certain that the two, who had gone through life-and-death trials, would not intentionally reveal themselves.

However, it's always better to approach a problem with a flawed understanding than to desperately try to keep it a secret.

At this moment, the phone screen on the inside lit up, and a series of text message notifications flashed wildly.

Xu Shuai glanced at it casually, then got up and looked towards the villa area not far away.

Only Yang Kexin, who had been eagerly waiting, hurriedly picked up her phone, unlocked it, and started browsing.

Xu Shuai's expression was complicated. The commotion earlier seemed to have silenced all the wealthy people in the villa area.

Apart from a few lights that seemed to have been left on, the entire area was eerily quiet, as if no one else was alive except for them.

Could it be that these people already knew about the impending apocalypse and took precautions by fleeing to safety?

Thinking of this, Xu Shuai was startled by the sudden thought that popped into his mind.

"Oh no, Lao Xu, check your phone! Something terrible has happened!"

Ye Ziming yelled, his eyes filled with rage, like a raging beast, "I knew it! I should have seen it coming sooner! They really don't treat poor kids like human beings! The apocalypse has already happened, people are dying, and now they're here to inform us?"

Xu Shuai was still thinking about how to move the pile of medicines onto the flying house when he was suddenly startled by Ye Ziming's loud shout.

Xu Shuai immediately turned around, wanting to see what Ye Ziming had seen that made him so angry.

Xu Shuai picked up his phone and flipped his right thumb upwards.

With just one glance, he clenched his left fist, his fingernails digging into his palm, causing the wound that had just closed to burst open again.

He appeared emotionally stable, but in reality, his heart was undergoing tumultuous changes.

Countless text messages bombarded the country like a tidal wave, each with an official-sounding prefix and a similar opening, yet conveying a chilling message.

The message sending time is uniformly set to 00:00 on September 22, 2035. Clicking on any message reveals the following content:

[To the self-reliant and courageous citizens of Huadu City, let me reiterate: this is not a prank;]

When you see this message, please immediately drop everything you are doing and find a solid and secure place to take refuge.

An unknown disaster has swept across the country. The authority to retaliate with weapons of level four or below has been granted to all citizens of Huadu City. If their own lives are in danger, they may carry out self-defense and retaliation.

Unless absolutely necessary, avoid getting close to or entangled with people who have red eyes, speak incoherently, or behave strangely.

Do not retaliate excessively unless absolutely necessary. If you are unfortunately caught off guard, do not linger in the same spot for an extended period of time, and do not approach to observe. Instead, quickly assess your own situation and move away as fast as you can.

If you are unfortunately scratched or bitten, please isolate yourself at the nearest facility and wait patiently for rescue. You can take capsules containing analgesics to relieve the pain.

The Huashi City Shelter will open tomorrow at 6 PM. All Huashi City citizens are welcome to go there on their own. The address is at Huzhu Cliff (for detailed directions, please click the link below; a list of shelter addresses nationwide is attached below).

Warning: Rescue work will be carried out in an orderly manner after the 14th. During this period, all citizens of Huadu City are urged to keep the bottom line in mind, help each other, and overcome the difficulties together.

Warning: Do not linger in the dark, and never attempt to drive to the shelter at night. Violators will be held responsible for any consequences.

After reading the message, Xu Shuai's face turned solemn, his mind filled with countless thoughts, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions.

He randomly clicked on a few of the remaining text messages, from the national level to the county level. Apart from the different opening introductory remarks, the rest of the content was almost identical.

"Damn it!" Ye Ziming roared angrily, throwing a punch that slammed heavily onto the floor. His hand went numb from the impact, but he felt nothing. "They obviously knew this would happen, they even built a shelter, but why couldn't they have given us a heads-up, even just a day in advance?"

His eyes were so fierce they could devour someone, something Ye Ziming couldn't understand.

The authorities had foreseen a catastrophe that could overturn human civilization, yet they preferred to spend time and effort building the so-called doomsday shelter and calling on all citizens of Huadu City to seek refuge there.

You'd think the newly built shelter would be huge, but in reality, they only issued a bunch of perfunctory notices after the apocalypse broke out.

Ye Ziming dared not delve any deeper into the matter. If he were currently on campus, completely unprepared, given the speed at which the zombies moved and the efficiency of the virus's spread,

In school dormitories, with doors that can be kicked open with a little force, how can one survive to the next day and embark on the journey to a shelter?

Ye Ziming thought and thought but couldn't figure out why. Looking at Yang Kexin, who looked anxious, he seemed to find an outlet for his emotions.

He snatched the phone from Yang Kexin's dialing hand, his eyes sharp, staring intently at her, speaking each word with a stern tone:

"Tell me, did you already know that the apocalypse would break out, and that Xu Shuai would have this special ability, so you went to great lengths to deliberately approach us in advance?"

Yang Kexin's eyes followed the ups and downs of the phone screen as she said in an almost pleading tone, "I don't know what you want to ask. Give me back my phone first. Once I get through to this number, I can tell you everything I know."

Just then, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Kexin..."

Seeing that Yang Kexin was avoiding answering, Ye Ziming hung up the phone decisively.

"No..." Seeing this, Yang Kexin, whose life force seemed to have been extinguished, lost the light in her eyes, her body went limp, and her figure leaned rapidly backward.

Xu Shuai reacted quickly, stepping forward and grabbing Yang Kexin's waist, pulling her back from the brink of falling.

He snatched the phone back from Ye Ziming, glanced down at it, and saw the word "Daddy" clearly written in the contacts.

No wonder he was in such a hurry. Thinking this, he hurriedly clicked the call-back button. The moment the call went through, he saw a long string of red call records.

Handing the phone to the listless and dejected Yang Kexin, and pushing her towards the inside of the flying house, Xu Shuai roared at the stubborn Ye Ziming:

"Enough, Ye Zi, are you crazy? Wake up!"

She's not a god, she can't predict the future. Turn around and look, that's what people actually do after learning about the apocalypse.

As the shadows dissipated, the bizarre events that had occurred in the deathly silent villa district became clearly explained.

Upon receiving this extraordinary information, this group of people with connections to the highest levels must have immediately fled with their families and tacitly blocked the news.