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

Wang Qing became anxious and hurriedly asked, "Young Master Wang, what do you mean by that? You promised to give me two extra spots."

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to pick up your little lover and her daughter. If you're quick, you might be able to catch the plane in an hour."

"I've done everything I could for you, yet you still haven't completed your mission. But I've already done what I promised you ahead of schedule. Put in some effort and don't disappoint me."

The call abruptly ended before Wang Qing could even gain any leverage.

Wang Qing gripped his phone tightly, still carefully analyzing Wang Tianyi's words in his mind. He pondered them repeatedly and finally became convinced that something must have changed in the world, to the point that even a true powerhouse like Young Master Wang had to be careful.

Could it be those crazy people?

Wang Qing's ability to rise from a penniless nobody to his current position demonstrates his extremely meticulous thinking.

His vision was far-reaching, his mind more agile, and he was more eager to learn the truth than the average gray glove.

If the social order truly undergoes some irreversible change, it might not be a bad opportunity to climb the social ladder.

......

The next morning, as dawn broke, the alarm clock rang, startling Xu Shuai. He clutched his chest to prevent his heart from beating too fast and causing a heart attack.

"Ye Ziming, from this moment on, turn off that damn cell phone alarm."

Ye Ziming smacked his lips, ignoring the alarm clock, turned over, and continued to snore.

Well, it's pointless to say anything.

Xu Shuai turned off the alarm, opened the settings, and turned off all of Ye Ziming's phone volume. He also deleted all the alarms that went off every ten minutes.

After doing all this, Xu Shuai grinned as he looked at the sleepy Ye Ziming, and reached out to pinch Ye Ziming's ear.

"Ouch! Ouch!" Ye Ziming cried out, his head lifting up along with Xu Shuai's arm.

"It's time to get to work at 8 am again. College student life is really tough," Ye Ziming muttered, getting up with a grumbling expression.

Strangely enough, the alarm clock he set never went off; it was as if it was set specifically for Xu Shuai.

Therefore, over time, Xu Shuai seemed to have gotten used to the special wake-up service.

"Old Xu, you know what I mean. A cup of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, and five meat buns. Get me a seat, I'll be right back after a short nap."

After saying that, he pretended to lean back down, having just straightened his back.

Xu Shuai reacted quickly and grabbed Ye Ziming's ear, where the fingerprints had not yet faded.

Wearing the strange costume specially made by Xu Shuai, Ye Ziming rubbed his sleepy eyes and followed behind Xu Shuai.

Upon entering the living room, Xu Shuai immediately spotted Yang Kexin busy in the kitchen.

"morning!"

After exchanging greetings, Xu Shuai went into the kitchen. It was not yet 7 o'clock, and he hadn't expected Yang Kexin to get up so early.

"What are you doing!" Xu Shuai asked casually. He noticed that the kitchen utensils showed many signs of use, indicating that Yang Kexin had gotten up very early.

But after a busy half-day, there wasn't even a hint of the aroma of food.

"Wow, such unique clothes," Yang Kexin smiled, thinking Xu Shuai would forcefully stretch the clothes open.

Unexpectedly, the three pieces of clothing were ingeniously combined and draped over the shoulders, resembling those of a Spartan warrior.

"I want to fry some eggs, but I can't get the fire going." Yang Kexin didn't dare to look for long, glancing at it a few times before looking away.

"Natural gas?"

Yang Kexin nodded, and Xu Shuai coughed: "There's no other way, we can only use electricity. The wiring has been modified, and we can currently use appliances through the existing sockets."

Ye Ziming rubbed his stomach, opened the refrigerator, and tried to find some food to fill his stomach.

He took a few bottles of yogurt from the overflowing drinks, then went to the table and waited patiently.

Before long, the three of them were eating the bland bread, stuffing it into their stomachs in no time.

Xu Shuai wiped his mouth, looked at the energetic Yang Kexin, and asked, "Is your phone fully charged? Before the network crashes, send a message to ask how your assistant is doing."

Yang Kexin blinked, as if only then realizing something, and as Ye Ziming let out a long yogurt burp, she hurriedly got up to find the charger.

Stepping out the door, Xu Shuai stood on the edge of the floor, gazing into the distance.

The villas are arranged in distinct tiers, and you can see the misty lake surface as soon as you open the window.

What a beautiful scene! Such a wonderful environment! Several birds circled in the air, then let out a melodious call before diving into the water. When they emerged from the water, they had a fish swaying back and forth in their beaks.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xu Shuai maneuvered the flying house back to the villa area.

On the way, Ye Ziming picked up the magazine he hadn't finished using yesterday, and just like yesterday, he wrapped it with tape to make a simple suit of armor.

"Old Xu, where do you plan to start? Do you have a plan?"

Taking the tape from Ye Ziming, Xu Shuai wrapped it around his trouser legs while lowering the height of the flying house.

"Start from the beginning and take it one step at a time."

He wasn't planning to rush to move the medicine right away. If nothing unexpected happened, that area should be the most dangerous area in the entire villa district, practically a mini-boss spot.

No newbie would immediately start fighting bosses; the natural approach is to develop gradually and prioritize leveling up.

Xu Shuai, who had crossed the gate and returned via the back route, stopped in front of the first villa he encountered upon his return.

"Xu Shuai, why did you come back again? Wouldn't it have been better to stay inside...?"

As Yang Kexin watched the flying house gradually descend, staring at the tightly closed iron door, she spoke with concern.

Xu Shuai continued to descend until he was one meter from the ground, at which point he jumped down and explained, "No, due to the terrain, the height must be above the iron gate to park the flying house inside."

The nearly two-meter-high iron gate means that the floating house is suspended at a height of at least two meters.

That's secondary. At a height of two meters, you can easily get up by using a little force, jumping, and placing your hand on it.

The real concern is that if the zombies hiding inside the villa were to break out, it would be a significant problem.

Otherwise, Xu Shuai would simply dismantle the gate.

Ye Ziming jumped down from the flying house and handed one of the baseball bats he had collected the day before to Xu Shuai, while Xu Shuai held one in each hand.

"You don't need to come down. I'll raise the height of the flying house later, and you can stand on it and observe the surrounding environment for us."

"Ah, I..." Yang Kexin quickly retracted her outstretched foot and lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly.

Last night they said they would stand together through thick and thin, but today, when faced with danger, she was the first to show fear.

"Don't get me wrong, lookouts are just as important. If I find out you've been keeping secrets or daydreaming, the consequences will be severe."

"Yes, yes! I will definitely stay vigilant at all times." Yang Kexin straightened her body and looked serious.