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

Wang Qing's appearance, carrying a gun, was like a targeted shot of adrenaline.

A hit on Xu Shuai would be fatal, but for her, it would be an opportunity to better highlight her own value.

Once Xu Shuai has witnessed the benefits of firearms, Yin Rui's value will increase accordingly.

Hmph, what "best potential newcomer"? If you're going to do it, do it like an IPO.

It doesn't move in the morning or evening, only at noon.

Through these words, Ye Ziming finally understood the meaning of checks and balances, realizing the bitterness of being powerless to exert his strength.

Although they seemed to have the upper hand and could easily abandon Yin Rui, the secrets Yin Rui revealed were actually more tempting to both of them. They ended up handing over their lives to Yin Rui, giving her the upper hand in the bargaining.

Although not fatal, it can create a hard control effect, which explains why Xu Shuai was too lazy to argue with the other party.

Of course, Ye Ziming did not expect that Xu Shuai would conceal his true purpose of saving people. On the surface, Yin Rui had the upper hand, but in reality, Xu Shuai was at the center of the atmosphere.

Having figured everything out, Ye Ziming coldly said, "You're overthinking it. With your current performance, I wouldn't even give you a promising newcomer, let alone dare to try and get your hands on a pre-IPO share."

Yin Rui pouted and said nonchalantly, "I'm not in a hurry. Even if I could open the armory ahead of time, I can't take many with me."

"Tch, making it sound like I'm in a rush. I was just reminding some people not to bring too many personal belongings, or they'll be too heavy to carry when they leave."

Yin Rui didn't reply, seemingly deliberately ignoring Ye Ziming's threatening words.

She put down her backpack, turned the partially zipped zipper toward Xu Shuai, revealing a folded blue and white sailor suit.

Inside the backpack, in hidden corners that are not visible, are all kinds of combat suits.

Noticing Xu Shuai's gaze linger briefly before shifting away, Yin Rui raised her hand to cover her mouth and giggled.

"You don't need to worry about that. When it's time to leave, I will leave neatly and efficiently."

"They still won't be willing to send me away when the time comes, there's no definite answer yet," Yin Rui thought to herself.

She also knew that Ye Ziming and Xu Shuai had an unusual relationship, so it was fine to bicker and argue a little to liven up the atmosphere.

If she really wanted to use the secrets she held to force Xu Shuai to choose between two options, she would definitely choose the one she abandoned.

But there's plenty of time. As long as they stay in the flying house, they can gradually narrow the gap between them.

How can brotherly affection compare to pillow talk? Yin Rui bit her lip lightly and gave Xu Shuai a foxy look.

At this moment, the flying house, which had been hovering and stationary, began to move, slowly chasing after the convoy that was moving away.

During the journey, Xu Shuai collected all of their phones, and Ye Ziming confirmed that they were all turned off. After eliminating any unsettling factors, Yang Kexin created a group chat, added each other as friends, and then pulled everyone into a green bubble group.

Before distributing and returning the phones, Xu Shuai instructed in an extremely serious tone: "For the next period of time, everyone must remain silent, must not make any noise, and must not expose their bodies or belongings outside the flying house deck. If you want to communicate or ask questions, you can only do so through group chat."

After speaking, Xu Shuai maneuvered the flying house, flying slowly, stopping and starting, to catch up with the convoy.

Group chat name: [Human Limits], current number of online users: 5.

Xiao Xi Loves to Sleep (Su Mo): Wow, I actually met a live superstar! I'm so excited, so excited! No wonder I could tell you had such an extraordinary aura! (followed by a cute little bear kneeling emoji)

Little Sun (Yang Kexin): Shy, shy, shy...

After finishing typing, Su Mo's eyes lit up as she stared at Yang Kexin, who was wearing a mask and smiling like a crescent moon in response, offering her highest level of respect through her eyes.

Yang Kexin's self-protection awareness is still too low. When adding people using her main account, she habitually uses their real names as nicknames.

Combined with the WeChat Moments post she shared two days prior, Su Mo quickly confirmed Yang Kexin's identity.

Otherwise, Yang Kexin, who wears a mask all day and even eats in the flying house, could have kept her identity hidden for even longer.

She had wanted to reveal herself sooner, but after breakfast, Xu Shuai spoke with her privately, hoping that she could continue to maintain her mystery in front of outsiders.

Socialite Qiu Jie (Yin Rui): Heh, what time is it? Still thinking about chasing stars. (Smug, smug, smug...)

Muscle King (Ye Ziming): Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, and stop drooling.

@SocialBallSister: Someone must have sensed the danger, couldn't compete with him, and could no longer put on a superior attitude, so he started complaining.

Xiao Xi loves to sleep (Su Mo) @Muscle King: These words are too hurtful, be careful someone can't take it.

Socialite Qiu Jie (Yin Rui) @Muscle King: Cleaver! Cleaver! Cleaver!

Ye Ziming and Yin Rui were locked in a fierce verbal battle in the group chat.

With an additional online identity, the two engaged in a much more pointed exchange than in their previous verbal sparring.

Su Mo pulled Yang Kexin to sit beside her and kept asking her questions about her daily life as a celebrity.

Xu Shuai, who was not involved in the situation, was on high alert, maneuvering the flying house carefully to approach. He could not go too fast, lest the other party discover him, nor could he go too slow, lest he fall behind.

.....

Socialite Qiu Jie (Yin Rui): Come on, let's see how much money you have. You think you can make me cry with money? Send me a red envelope and let's see how strong you are.

Finally, Ye Ziming fell for it. He grinned and, in the next second, tossed out a large bag containing two thousand yuan.

The lively group chat was quickly filled with messages in festive colors.

He kept sending messages without actually participating until the limit was reached, at which point Ye Ziming reluctantly put down his phone and gave Yin Rui a provocative glance.

Su Mo and Yang Kexin, the two young heiresses, remained immersed in their own little circle, chatting and laughing.

Su Mo asked almost all the questions, typing out a long list of them, while Yang Kexin would occasionally look down to read them carefully, and then reply with a short sentence.

Yin Rui, on the one hand, looked down on Ye Ziming's face-to-face mockery, but on the other hand, she couldn't control her fingers. Every time Ye Ziming sent a red envelope, she would rush to grab one.

The silent communication, with each of the three groups doing their own thing, created a unique and interesting atmosphere.

Just then, Xu Shuai, who had never spoken before, sent a message in the group.

@All personnel: "We're catching up with them! Everyone, pay attention and maintain silence. Violators will be dealt with according to military law!"

The brief text conveyed a chilling atmosphere, causing everyone to tense up and sit attentively.

They caught up so quickly? Everyone looked away from their phone screens.

Looking out onto the deck of the flying house, not far away, the convoy had already stopped, parked a hundred meters away from Yang Kexin's villa.

Su Mo's eyes widened, filled with curiosity about the sudden appearance of this group.

How did they know there were zombies in the villa's courtyard ahead, even though they were standing on the deck, where the environment was perfectly safe?

But when Su Mo recalled the terrifying faces of the zombies in the courtyard, she couldn't help but feel her heart pounding.