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

"Old Xu, the flying house is gone." Ye Ziming grabbed Xu Shuai's shoulder and forcibly turned him back.

"Look, it's all empty. Did Yang Kexin sneak away in her flying house when no one was looking?"

Xu Shuai turned around and indeed could not see the flying house in his field of vision.

But he could clearly sense that the flying house was still in the same place, its location never changing.

Xu Shuai immediately returned and, after maintaining the distance at fifty meters again, the flying house reappeared in his field of vision.

He could still clearly see Yang Kexin standing above the flying house, waving her arms at the two of them.

"Old Xu, why aren't you running anymore? Is it because..." Ye Ziming looked up and suddenly saw the flying house again.

He could hardly believe it, wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes. He rubbed his eyes hard, and the flying house was right above him, unchanged from when he left.

"Old Xu, did I not sleep well last night? Am I seeing things?" Ye Ziming muttered to himself.

After a moment's thought, Xu Shuai analyzed the special reasons for this change.

He grinned and explained, "Leaf, you're not seeing things. The flying house hasn't disappeared; it's been protected, similar to light refraction."

"Don't move. Turn around and run forward. When I tell you to turn around, stop immediately."

Ye Ziming nodded blankly, turned around, and ran forward.

He had only run a few steps when he heard Xu Shuai shouting for him to stop from behind.

"Stop, Yezi, turn around and see if you can spot the flying house."

"Hey, I can't see."

Ye Ziming rubbed his eyes hard, but even after his vision returned, he still couldn't see the flying house.

So he ran back to where he was, and just as he passed Xu Shuai, whom he considered the starting and ending point, the outline of the flying house reappeared in his field of vision.

Strangely enough, Ye Ziming was greatly shocked by this, but at Xu Shuai's prompting, he continued the experiment.

After a brief experiment, the two discovered the hidden perks of the flying house.

As the flying house enters its levitation state, its silhouette quickly blends into the surrounding environment.

Even those inside the flying house will not see its outline from a distance of more than fifty meters.

However, picking up stones or throwing sticks at the area where the flying house is suspended can still break its cloaking status.

Meanwhile, the flying house will appear as it moves forward.

Moreover, the flying house makes no sound during flight, remaining completely silent. Unless the people in the flying house deliberately shout loudly, it is difficult to attract the attention of those below.

The unusual conclusions drawn from the experiment shocked the three of them.

Even Yang Kexin, who was reluctant to come down, took the opportunity of the experiment to come down to the ground and witness this feat firsthand.

Filled with joy, Xu Shuai and Ye Ziming arrived at the second villa, a hundred meters away.

The procedure was the same, but this time, no one was left inside the villa.

Maneuvering the flying house, it lowered the metal detector, which, with a length of five meters, barely managed to disassemble the metal security door.

Xu Shuai controlled the flying house back to the iron gate and looked at Ye Ziming, who was waiting at the gate. He gestured to Ye Ziming to get ready.

Xu Shuai swung the stick, making a rhythmic thumping sound on the floor.

The echo came from the empty room.

A clean tapping sound echoed in my ears, without any unusual noises. When the sound stopped, the echo dissipated.

Xu Shuai waved, and Ye Ziming, who was standing by the iron gate, ran over excitedly, carrying a baseball bat.

"What's wrong, Lao Xu? Are you sure this place is safe and we can go in and move our things?"

Seeing Ye Ziming so happy he seemed completely out of control, Xu Shuai gave him a light tap with his stick, and said with utmost seriousness:

"Ye Zi, I solemnly remind you, the world has changed. Put away your playful heart and always stay vigilant."

Even in areas that have been checked repeatedly, you must approach them with the mindset that anything could happen, and with extreme caution.

"I know, I know, I promise I'll be careful, very careful." Ye Ziming replied nonchalantly.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was rush into the room and enjoy the thrill of looting supplies.

Opening blind boxes is so exciting!

Xu Shuai knew that this was not a game, and there was no chance to restart after dying, so he had to be careful.

However, people's thinking habits cannot be easily changed overnight.

Upon entering the villa, Xu Shuai glanced around. To his left, shoes were scattered haphazardly on the floor, with the shoe cabinet door silently open.

On the carpet at the entrance, there was a clear footprint. It seemed that the owner of the villa had stomped his foot to test the softness of the soles after hurriedly changing his shoes.

Upon entering, one finds expensive clothing scattered across the living room floor, with several overlapping footprints of varying sizes remaining on it.

The refrigerator door, left open, beeps as an alarm sounds. A beautifully designed, solid wood dining table is laden with a feast.

After observing the scene, Xu Shuai's overall impression was that it was urgent, very urgent, extremely urgent.

The image of the family in the villa, their desperate attempts to escape after learning of the impending apocalypse, automatically flashed into his mind.

"What a waste to leave such a good meal like this. Old Xu, do you think we could still eat these dishes if we heated them up?" Ye Ziming smacked his lips and rubbed his empty stomach.

He has a huge appetite; the small amount of bread he eats in the morning is simply not enough to satisfy his voracious appetite.

What the hell is going on? In an unknown environment, instead of prioritizing safety, they're thinking about whether they can still eat.

"Let's get down to business first..."

"Eating well and replenishing your energy are also important things," Ye Ziming muttered, but he didn't dare say it aloud.

Quietly breaking off a chicken leg and hiding it in her palm, she quickly followed Xu Shuai, who was searching upstairs.

The scene upstairs was even more chaotic. Xu Shuai knocked on the wall, making a 'thump thump thump' sound.

Finding no unusual noises, he then began searching each room one by one. Only after searching the entire villa did Xu Shuai's tense mind finally relax.

It is only in places with large land areas and low population density that this method of luring the enemy with sound can be used to nip most potential threats in the bud.

There was no other way; whenever Xu Shuai had free time, he often played games designed by Miyazaki, including all sorts of dark and grotesque designs such as door-opening kills, face-to-face kills, and closet kills.

Having played too many dark games, he yearned for the light and was no longer bound by the rules and regulations of the game. He wasn't foolish enough to do something as suicidal as touching grass with his face.

"Ye Zi, prioritize collecting metal products, then focus on organizing food. The flying house has a large storage space, so pack up all the food that is well-packaged and has no signs of spoilage or bloating, leaving none behind."

Ye Ziming grunted in response, his mouth full of the bread he had just opened, as he struggled to pull the hem of his shirt up.

Despite his robust physique, he managed to make a loose men's casual jacket look like a tight-fitting garment.

Xu Shuai didn't have such worries. Wearing capri pants and putting his protective gear back on, he left a dashing figure behind and said as he ran, "I'll go control the flying house first."