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

The three entered the house one after another, with Xu Shuai walking last.

After he had completely entered, the door closed automatically.

Crimson moonlight pierced straight through the flying house suspended in the air and struck the ground.

A tall, dark figure stood rooted to the spot, then suddenly looked up, like a hunting dog that had suddenly lost its target.

Although it was in a great hurry, it could only leave in anger, letting out a resentful roar.

"Holy crap, Lao Xu, how did you do that? That's too magical."

Ye Ziming looked at the brightly lit living room and couldn't help but sigh.

He would tap on the wall for a while, and then touch the sofa.

We had been outside for so long, relying entirely on streetlights and moonlight for illumination.

Unexpectedly, once inside the flying house, the light bulbs at full power emitted a blinding light.

However, Ye Ziming soon discovered the difference.

The interior of the house has changed a lot. The most obvious change is that the huge chandelier that used to hang overhead has disappeared.

The worst part was that there were many neatly folded clothes scattered on the ground.

It was all women's clothing: expensive gowns, clothes for all seasons, underwear in various colors, and a wide variety of stockings.

Upon entering the flying house, Yang Kexin joyfully surveyed the changes around her, her gaze sweeping forward.

She looked momentarily stunned, her pretty face flushed, and she squatted down, silently tidying up.

Xu Shuai, who had been listening to praises and enjoying admiring glances, also became somewhat unnatural.

When converting a flying house, rooms that extend beyond the designated area are dismantled and used as basic building materials to prevent them from being completely dismantled.

He carefully preserved many items, such as clothing, furniture, and facilities.

However, Xu Shuai did not expect that the preserved items would sink to their original locations and scatter together.

With the combined efforts of the three, the messy living room was quickly organized and tidied up, and it once again appeared neat and orderly.

The three of them focused their attention on the central area, which was the control panel of the flying house.

While helping to organize and tidy up the items, Ye Ziming couldn't help but keep asking questions.

He wanted to go up and observe more closely, but he was always turned away, as if there was an invisible wall of air blocking his way.

Ye Ziming naturally knew who to ask about all these changes.

Now that the trivial matters were resolved, he finally couldn't suppress his curiosity: "Old Xu, what kind of place is that? Why can't I get any closer?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Shuai's expression turned serious, his face tense, and his voice low and stern: "That is the core area of ​​the flying house. If it is disturbed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

As he spoke, Xu Shuai walked over, and Ye Ziming and Yang Kexin both turned their attention to him.

Ye Ziming's expression turned unusually solemn: "I understand, Lao Xu. Don't worry, I will protect it even if it costs me my life."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Yang Kexin stood up straight and patted her chest, indicating that she would do the same.

Xu Shuai nodded in response; he already knew the importance of the control panel area from the prompt.

Anyone classified as a Category I person may approach this area and even sit down to operate it.

The area is currently small, and only three things are displayed.

A multi-functional chair that is fixed in place, can rotate 360 ​​degrees, and can be laid completely flat, full of technological sense.

There was also a square, projector-like object with a 3D structural diagram of the entire flying house floating above it.

Next to it is a long string of gray icons, one of which is a small flying house icon that emits a light blue light. When you click on it to enlarge it, there is a string of numbers that are counting down.

The time displayed is: 25:58:56

The last item was a round pillar with a pair of glasses placed alone on a metal stand.

After putting on the glasses, a holographic projection-like image will appear in front of your eyes.

If a Class I person wants to operate a flying house, they can use this tool to control it through thought or hand movements, just like Xu Shuai.

Xu Shuai took off his glasses, his expression somewhat serious.

He was too hasty. He thought the flying house could fly without limits, but who knew it also needed to be powered by energy.

Nearly 26 hours is the current duration for the flying house to sustain flight and maintain its energy supply.

Fortunately, there are many ways to replenish the energy of the flying house, including unused metals, household waste, and plants and trees.

"What's wrong? Did you find something wrong?" Yang Kexin couldn't help but ask when she saw Xu Shuai walking back with a worried look on his face.

"Hmm, there's a big problem. The flying house needs to maintain an energy supply. Once the energy runs out, not only will it be unable to fly, but all the facilities on the flying house will also stop working."

"What do you mean?" Ye Ziming, who had just opened the refrigerator, taken out a drink, and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy the chilled beverage, quickly closed the refrigerator door.

He had been wondering how the refrigerator could still function properly when there was no power.

The three people were squatting on the ground, each holding a bottle of beverage.

Xu Shuai unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, and then said, "Fortunately, the way to replenish energy is very simple: submit metals, large amounts of metals, such as iron."

After saying that, Xu Shuai held up one finger.

"One hundred jin?" Yang Kexin asked tentatively, then realized the amount was too small, smiled, and asked again, "Would one ton be enough? How long can we fly with one ton?"

"You've narrowed your vision; a ton isn't even enough to scratch the surface. Be bolder."

"Fifty tons!" Ye Ziming hurriedly added from the side.

Fifty tons of metal, that's bold enough, isn't it? He capped it out right away, so his good friend wouldn't keep people in suspense.

"It's too small, the scope is too small, only one hundred tons."

Xu Shuai blew the drink straight from the bottle.

It's better not to drink it, I don't feel that thirsty.

Once you open your mouth, the urge to drink becomes unstoppable.

The atmosphere was a little stiff. Yang Kexin fiddled with the drink in her hand, her mind seemingly lost in thought.

"Holy crap, it's a money-devouring beast." Ye Ziming's face showed extreme shock. After regaining his senses, he shook his head repeatedly and sighed.

"The quantity is a bit large, and the difficulty is a bit high, but the return is high," Xu Shuai coughed lightly, took the drink handed to him by Yang Kexin, and encouraged the two who were in low spirits: "Replenishing a total of one hundred tons of metal can not only add ten flight foundations, but also add at least one hundred hours of flight time."

After saying that, Xu Shuai replenished his water intake while pointing to the floor beneath his feet, giving the two of them ample time to digest what he had said.

After the flying house is upgraded, the increased area will be impossible to hide. Planting seeds in advance to collect metal will replenish flight time and expand the flying house's area.

It will be good to have a reasonable explanation once more people join the group. With a mix of truth and falsehood, who can easily make a judgment?

"One ton per hour, isn't that energy consumption rate a bit too outrageous?" Ye Ziming muttered to himself.

Xu Shuai waved his hand and patted his good brother on the shoulder, saying in a tempting tone, "Hey, Ye Zi, cheer up. It's just a hundred tons of metal. How can we do it without some tricks up our sleeves?"

Before he finished speaking, a black metal probe suddenly shot out from the floor next to Ye Ziming.

It opened its suction cup-like mouth and sucked onto the stainless steel basins that were casually placed on the storage cabinet.

In less than three seconds, the metal on the stainless steel basin was sucked clean like water.