You say the cataclysm only comes after you've cleared the entire dungeon?

Just then, the walkie-talkie crackled to life. Fang Yuan and his two companions had already dragged the other zombie corpses down to the small garden.

Lou Fengyue kicked open the window and threw the remains of the C-level zombie that Luo Zeyan had just killed out the window.

The two then went downstairs together, and Luo Zeyan used his supernatural ability to burn the pile of corpses to ashes.

The original plan was to clear out the zombies in half an hour and then go to the safe zone, but leveling up took almost three hours, and it's already noon now.

"Let's eat something to fill our stomachs first," Lou Fengyue said, taking out a bag of steaming hot steamed buns from her backpack and a few cans of iced cola.

Li Yichen's eyes lit up when he saw the bottle of iced cola with water droplets on its surface.

"Hot steamed buns, iced cola? Is your backpack an insulated bag?"

"Don't ask, just eat." Lou Fengyue took out a wet wipe to clean her hands, then gave each person three steamed buns and a can of cola.

Fang Yuan and his two companions buried themselves in their food, not asking a single question.

Luo Zeyan and Li Yichen didn't say anything more, enjoying the soft and warm buns.

After filling their stomachs, the two off-road vehicles continued their journey.

Li Yichen was in charge of driving, Luo Zeyan sat in the passenger seat, and Lou Fengyue lay in the back to catch up on sleep.

There weren't many zombies near the neighborhood, but they gradually increased as you walked further away.

A bunch of idiots heard the car and blocked the road.

Li Yichen originally intended to crash into them, but as the number of them increased, he was forced to stop in place shortly afterward.

The sound of knocking on the window woke Lou Fengyue in the back seat. She sat up, glanced around, and lazily yawned.

"How far are we from the safe zone?" she asked.

"It's just two more intersections away," Li Yichen said.

"Alright." Lou Fengyue stretched, pulled out the rotten wooden stick, and said, "Since we're already here, let's work on our sales targets for a bit!"

Li Yichen tilted his head in confusion. "What performance?"

Luo Zeyan didn't reply, watching Lou Fengyue put on her raincoat, push open the door, and get out of the car.

Lou Fengyue beat them one by one with a stick, thoroughly enjoying herself outside.

Li Yichen frowned and nudged Luo Zeyan's shoulder. "Hey, your class monitor is being attacked by zombies. Aren't you going to go help? Are you just sitting here watching the show?"

Luo Zeyan shrugged helplessly. "She's trying to boost her sales figures. If you dare go down and try to steal zombies from her, she'll beat you up too."

Lou Fengyue killed people outside for more than ten minutes.

After smashing the head of the last zombie, she straightened up and took out the crystal core collector.

The drop rate is really low. I killed over thirty monsters and only got eight F-grade crystal cores.

Lou Fengyue sighed, took off her raincoat, and stuffed everything back into her spatial storage.

It's better than nothing, I suppose.

Li Yichen stepped on the gas again, the wheels crushing the black blood and broken bones on the ground, heading towards the Yulin safety zone.

It's called a safe zone, but it's actually just a temporary resettlement area enclosed by sandbags and wire mesh.

It includes a public primary school and the adjacent village committee office building. It is much smaller than the Linjiang security zone and doesn't look very sturdy.

Two armed police officers stood at the entrance, their faces showing obvious fatigue, but their eyes were still bright.

Upon seeing an unfamiliar vehicle, the armed police raised their hands to stop it.

One of the armed police officers was on guard, while the other ran to the driver's side window to inquire about their identity and purpose.

Lou Fengyue lowered the rear window and said succinctly, "Linjiang Safe Zone, Loulan."

Upon hearing the name, the armed police saluted and opened the gate to let them through.

Qin Qian had given prior notice that the commander-in-chief of the Yulin Safety Zone, who was his comrade-in-arms, would personally come out to greet him.

"Comrade Loulan, I've heard so much about you." Du Gui extended his hand, his attitude very polite. "Thank you for rescuing the fifty-six survivors. They've been settled in. I'll take you there."

Lou Fengyue shook hands with him without saying anything more.

Luo Zeyan and Li Yichen followed behind, crossing the playground and entering a teaching building.

A classroom at the end of the first-floor corridor has been converted into a temporary dormitory. Pushing open the door, you'll find four elderly couples sitting together chatting.

"Zeyan!" Lin Xiulan was the first to see her son and quickly stood up. "You've finally arrived! Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

"No." Luo Zeyan patted his mother's shoulder reassuringly.

Tao Yi stood in front of Li Yichen, looked up at her son who was more than a head taller than her, and then reached out and tugged at his face.

"No injuries?"

Li Yichen shook his head. "No injury."

"Sit down and rest for a while." Tao Yi nodded in satisfaction and pushed him to the seat she had just been sitting in.

"Xiao Lou, you should rest for a while too." Lin Xiulan pulled Lou Fengyue over, pushing her son aside to give Lou Fengyue the most spacious spot. "Thank you so much for these past two days. If you hadn't found out in time, we might have..."

"You're too kind. We're just back in Yulin to provide support." Lou Fengyue didn't sit down, glanced at her watch; it was already 3 PM. "You guys chat, I'm going to a meeting."

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries, she turned and walked out.

Du Guihuan was waiting at the door.

The village committee building is a small, three-story detached building that has been requisitioned as a temporary office.

The offices of each department are clearly divided: the first floor houses the Armed Forces Department and the Emergency Management Department, the second floor the Materials Department and the Logistics Department, and the third floor the conference room and command center.

This kind of orderliness is actually a good thing for the safe zone.

When things are planned out, everything is done in an orderly manner, everyone performs their duties, and no one can shirk their responsibilities or be lazy.

"There are several boxes of bottled water and medical supplies in the trunk. Qin Qian asked me to bring them over." Lou Fengyue tossed the car keys in her hand to Du Gui, indicating that he should send someone to move them.

Du Gui handed the car keys to his deputy and then invited Lou Fengyue to the conference room on the third floor.

The conference room was full of people, all junior managers from various departments.

Perhaps because Qin Qian had given his prior endorsement, no one present questioned Lou Fengyue.

She gave a brief explanation of the basic information about natural disasters, superpowers, and zombies.

They also discussed solutions to the current problems encountered in the safe zone and offered some suggestions for rebuilding the safe zone.

The four-hour meeting went very smoothly.

Because no one interrupts her when she speaks.

Everyone listened attentively, occasionally taking notes.

Lou Fengyue's gaze swept over the leaders present, who looked like model students, and she felt a mix of emotions.

Although the Trial of Natural Disasters is a one-to-one recreation of the real-world map, the behavior of all NPCs closely mimics that of real humans.

However, no simulations or calculations were made based on the country's strength, so the entire social order collapsed after the torrential rain.

Everyone felt insecure, and kindness became a sharp knife used against oneself.

Some people banded together for mutual support and spontaneously formed many small bases.

However, resources are limited, and the struggle between the bases has never stopped.

Looting and killing left the city in ruins, with only a blinding red in sight.

The natural disaster struck the real world, but the situation was much better than she had expected; the government was still playing a role in maintaining basic order.

The country is strong, and some major cities can still function basically and maintain order, so people's hopes have not collapsed.

With its advanced technology, even if it can't figure out the source of the virus and a cure in the short term, the central government must have already begun developing a series of advanced weapons to deal with zombies and mutated beasts.