Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

Under the integration of the sunny youth, the night passed in chaos.

Thanks to the cohesive power of the sunny young people and the eventual success in defeating the ghouls, the morale of the players in their area soared.

Under the command of the sunny young man, all the wounded received timely medical treatment, and the players returned to their respective apartments in an orderly manner to hold their positions. Although there were sporadic disturbances and sounds of destruction in the latter half of the night, no large-scale attacks occurred again.

This region miraculously achieved zero casualties.

However, this peace is limited to this.

As dawn broke and the sun illuminated the town, the air was filled not only with the smell of ruins, but also with an extremely strong stench of blood.

On the ruined streets, the wreckage of apartments violently broken open, charred battle marks, congealed bloodstains, and scattered fragments of equipment... all tell the story of the battles that took place in other areas last night.

Clearly, there isn't a single player like Sunny Youth standing up among them.

As day officially dawned, the system's cold notification echoed in the minds of the surviving players, tallying the losses of both sides from the previous night: 18 human players died, and no ghoul players died.

This cold, hard warning, like a hammer, shattered the last vestiges of hope in some people's hearts.

The fear did not dissipate with the darkness of night; instead, it spread even more clearly in the dim light of day.

Everyone knows that last night was just the beginning.

Inside Lin Yu's apartment, he and his shadow clone were already fully prepared and ready to go.

The shadow clone didn't sleep at all last night, while Lin Yu only slept for a short while in the four hours before dawn. The two of them spent most of their time in the Daoist study studying the [Thunder Technique] they obtained from the True Lord statue.

Lin Yu didn't dare to delve too deeply into the study. There was no other way; the True Lord's insights were simply too outrageous, and it was easy for him to become completely absorbed in them. Therefore, he only dared to comprehend them little by little.

Of course, the shadow clone didn't have this problem. He completely immersed himself in the True Lord's enlightenment all night, frantically comprehending it.

Lin Yu could even see the faint sparks of lightning emanating from beside him as he meditated.

Before resting, Lin Yu chose to dispel the shadow clone, forcibly interrupting the other party's immersive meditation.

The instant the shadow clone dissipated, Lin Yu felt a flood of insights into lightning magic appear in his mind, along with some phantom images resembling True Monarchs.

Fortunately, there was the shadow clone as an intermediary, so after absorbing this knowledge, Lin Yu himself only felt a little dizzy and had no other sensations.

……

Sunlight streamed through the glass window, casting blurry shadows on the two people.

Last night, Lin Yu participated in the battle as "Universe". Although he did not reveal too many of his trump cards, he still showed impressive combat power, which can be considered as an initial integration into that circle centered around sunny young people.

However, their target today is not sunny young people.

"Azure stone, eagle feathers." Lin Yu tapped his finger on the paper on the table containing key information: "Let's complete the castle ritual today if possible. Continue searching separately. Come find me if you find anything. We must obtain the means to kill the ghouls as soon as possible."

The shadow clone nodded.

Without another word, the two pushed open the heavy metal door and stepped into the perilous "second day".

The lingering smell of blood and burnt flesh in the air irritated their nostrils, reminding them that last night was not a nightmare.

The town seemed to "come alive" during the day, but not with vitality; rather, it was a different kind of restlessness.

Many players left the relatively safe apartments and began to explore and engage in more active activities.

Last night's devastating losses made everyone realize that going it alone or retreating into a defensive posture in the face of the ghouls' threat is tantamount to slow suicide.

Sticking together for warmth becomes the most instinctive survival choice.

However, the concept of "sticking together" has evolved into a chaotic vortex under suspicion and survival pressure.

Lin Yu moved through the ruins.

Not far away, a small squad of seven or eight players was surrounding a lone player who looked well-equipped. The burly man at the head of the squad brandished a battle axe: "...Join us! Strength in numbers! We'll distribute the good loot according to our contributions! Otherwise, do you think you can survive tonight alone?"

His words were full of threats.

The lone player's face turned ashen, and under the pressure of several weapons, he reluctantly nodded.

On the other side, two small groups of similar size were facing off, with their leaders pointing fingers and hurling insults at each other.

"Bullshit! I saw one of your underlings loitering near a player's apartment yesterday, and he died that night! There's definitely a ghoul in your team!"

"You're making baseless accusations! I even saw that woman from your team sneaking out in the middle of the night. Who knows if she went out to 'find food'?!"

Suspicion spread like poisonous vines, and the two teams glared at each other, creating a tense atmosphere. If it weren't for their own concerns and the possibility of a third party, the two sides would probably have already clashed.

In a dark corner, Lin Yu caught a glimpse of a player's corpse. The body was intact, and the wounds were neat, clearly not the work of a ghoul, but most likely caused by a player.

Humanity's inherent flaws are amplified to an extreme degree under the threat of death.

Trust has become a luxury, and suspicion has become the norm.

Everyone was like a frightened bird; at this moment, the slightest disturbance could trigger a bloody conflict.

Lin Yu tried to avoid crowds and chose secluded paths for his search.

He has tried his best to avoid most troubles. However, troubles sometimes come knocking on his door.

As the two walked through an abandoned market area, a small group of three blocked their way.

The leader was a scarred man wearing half-body chainmail and wielding a mace, with a fierce look in his eyes. Behind him were a man and a woman, whose equipment varied, but both of them had unfriendly eyes.

"Hey! Kid." Scarface pointed a mace at Lin Yu and his shadow clone, his voice gruff, "You guys have pretty good gear, you must be old players. Want to join us? Follow Scarface, and we'll make sure you live the high life, and you'll have someone to look after you at night!"

His teammates behind him also joined in the commotion, their eyes scanning Lin Yu's bulletproof windbreaker and other equipment with a hint of greed.

Lin Yu remained expressionless, his voice indifferent: "Not interested, move aside."

"Not interested?" Scarface's face darkened, and he sneered, "Kid, don't push your luck! In this world, being alone means death! Either join us, or..."