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

"As for me, I'll change it to Xu. They say that whatever a person lacks, their name should make up for it."

As they were talking, Yang Kexin's phone screen went black, and then it showed that the video content had been lost.

In a brief moment of surprise, the five-second countdown quietly ticked by, and the next video automatically loaded.

Xu Shuai opened the search page, entered the keywords, and just as he clicked search, he waited for a long time, but the software did not respond and froze.

After a few seconds of lag, the software automatically closed and returned to the phone's home screen.

Xu Shuai opened the software again, only to see an "X" and a completely black "GG" on the opening screen. After closing the "GG", it was completely black and no frame could be loaded.

Is the network too bad, or is there a signal gap?

Xu Shuai took out his phone, opened the browser to test the web search, and dialed Ye Ziming's number.

After the busy signal ended, Ye Ziming immediately answered the call.

The signal is still there, and the network is normal. Could the software have caused the server to crash itself?

Am I that important? Xu Shuai suddenly remembered the background when Wang Tianyi posted the video and his expression suddenly realized.

After the apocalypse, there were almost no restrictions on the posting of video content, such as allowing more people to share what they saw and heard, making it easier for everyone to keep in touch.

The video was banned, presumably because those massive steel torrents triggered some kind of mysterious code.

The alternation between loosening and tightening, and between tightening and loosening, creates a chain reaction that ultimately leads to the collapse of the server's operating logic.

Xu Shuai was somewhat relieved. When Ye Ziming handed it over, he glanced at the release time of the unboxing video.

The video software's server crashed in less than ten minutes, which is a good thing, as the news shouldn't have spread too widely in just a few minutes.

With the apocalypse approaching, repairing things in a short time will likely be a significant challenge.

Whether it can still be repaired, and who should be sent to repair it, are not within his consideration.

"Kexin, have you contacted your assistant? How's it going on her end?"

Upon hearing about her assistant, Yang Kexin's worry lessened considerably. She smiled and said, "She did message me. She was quite surprised how I found out where she was trapped. Her current situation is relatively safe, but she's just too afraid to go out."

It's right that they didn't dare to leave; wandering around would only make the rescue more difficult.

Xu Shuai nodded slightly and thought for a moment: "Have her take some photos of the surrounding environment as soon as possible, the clearer the better."

Handing Yang Kexin her phone back, and seeing her expectant gaze, Xu Shuai added, "Just let her take the picture from the window."

Yang Kexin was taken aback. Was she worried that her assistant was stupid?

Although that's what she was thinking, she replied seriously, "I understand, I'll remind her."

"By the way," Xu Shuai stepped forward and caught up with Yang Kexin, who was about to leave to send a message, and asked mysteriously. Ye Ziming, who was also eavesdropping, asked, "Kexin, besides that, did you... come across any strange videos just now?"

"Hmm, a weird video," Yang Kexin thought carefully.

Speaking of strange things, all the videos I saw today were the same ones that would have been blocked immediately after being uploaded in the past.

But the strangest thing is that the timing of the opening of the box for the two people in front of us is too coincidental.

It's no wonder that these two people's reactions to me and to Su Mo and Yin Rui are so different, given their fetishes for uniforms and mature women.

After careful consideration, Yang Kexin gave a definite answer: "No, apart from some SOS videos posted by survivors and some bloody live stream clips, I haven't come across any strange videos."

"What's wrong?" Yang Kexin tilted her head, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Xu Shuai curiously, asking, "Did you two come across some weird videos?"

"Oh! How could that be? Of course not..."

Seeing that Yang Kexin was about to give him a malicious look, Xu Shuai quickly interrupted her.

He waved his hand, and Ye Ziming followed automatically. The two picked up the weapons and equipment placed on the deck and jumped off the flying house one after the other.

"Xu Shuai, should I come along too?" Su Mo picked up the riot fork, asking for permission as she jumped down from the flying house.

"No need. I can rest whenever I want, or go for a walk whenever I feel like it," Xu Shuai replied without hesitation.

Yin Rui, who usually likes to make a fuss and attract attention, was unusually quiet at this moment.

She carried the hiking backpack she had thrown down earlier, a mysterious smile playing on her lips, and followed the two of them eagerly.

Upon entering the villa, Xu Shuai's eyes showed surprise, and he immediately stopped.

"What's wrong, Lao Xu? Did you smell zombies?"

Ye Ziming, who was behind him, held a shield in one hand and a trident in the other. He walked up to Xu Shuai and scanned the surroundings with a wary look in his eyes.

"Something's not right, Ye Zi," Xu Shuai said, rubbing his chin, voicing his confusion, "Why did she call me by my name just now?"

Xu Shuai was quite certain that he and Ye Ziming had never revealed their names to the two women. They were both used to speaking by name and rarely called each other by name. On the contrary, Yang Kexin preferred to call Xu Shuai by his name.

However, in public, Yang Kexin would only speak a few words occasionally when she was far away from strangers. Most of the time, the three of them would communicate quietly through headphones.

"It's just a name. Maybe Yang Kexin called you secretly and they overheard it." Ye Ziming was dismissive; he thought something serious had happened.

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed to the front.

"What's the next step?"

"Let's look from the bottom up, so as not to waste our energy."

Ye Ziming nodded, walked up to the second floor, and stood in front of the door of the room where the zombie's left leg was imprisoned, assuming a defensive stance.

The two exchanged a glance, and Xu Shuai stepped forward, turned his back to the wall, twisted his left hand behind his back, and opened the door.

The scene layout was exactly the same as before I left, except that the air was filled with the stench of zombies.

After fermentation in a sealed environment, the odor became even stronger.

Xu Shuai frowned, raised his hand and waved the air in front of him, then fixed his gaze on the gaping wound in the zombie's thigh, his pupils suddenly narrowing.

Weird!

The zombie's left leg, which had lost its functional supply, had a wound that should have bled profusely, but instead, a ring of green scabs had formed, tightly wrapping the wound like naturally formed gauze.

Xu Shuai pondered for a moment, then picked up the riot fork in his hand and poked at the calf muscle.

The soft, weak tactile feedback, after the riot control fork retracted, revealed the sunken, withered calf muscles of the zombie.

Under the sunlight, its exposed skin slowly rebounds.

Xu Shuai's heart skipped a beat, a bad feeling flashing through his mind. His eyes turned serious as he stepped back to Ye Ziming's side.

"What's wrong, Lao Xu? What problem have you found?"

Ye Ziming stared with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, wanting to understand. He stared intently for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked for clarification.

"Something's strange, Ye Zi. Aim at the zombie's thigh and smash it hard. Don't hold back, use all your strength."