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

The air on the playground went silent for a few seconds, as if it had been sucked out.

The boy with the buzz cut paused for a moment, then laughed out loud, turning his head to look at the people behind him, as if to confirm that he hadn't misheard.

"What did he say? 'Attack together'? 'Just him alone'?"

The older woman next to her chuckled twice.

But there was a hint of insincerity in his smile. After all, Luo Zeyan was standing there, over 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a wide back. Even just standing there quietly, you could tell he was more than just a pretty face.

The boy with the buzz cut was still laughing as he walked forward.

His steps were tentative, and hesitant.

"Fine, since you've said it, I won't blame us for being impolite."

As soon as he finished speaking, four boys behind him started moving as well.

The remaining three stood there looking at each other, clearly observing.

Li Yichen crossed his arms and took two steps back, making room for the performance, his expression relaxed as if he were watching a free show.

Luo Zeyan stood still, his gaze sweeping over the five people who had surrounded him, reviewing their positions, habits, and muscle states in his mind.

A boy with a buzz cut, a burly middle-aged man, a young woman with dyed yellow hair, and two boys who looked like students.

Five people, their types of superpowers are still unclear.

The boy with the buzz cut was the first to make a move, condensing a wind blade in his palm and hurling it at Luo Zeyan.

The wind blades were incredibly fast, creating a sharp, whistling sound as they cut through the air.

However, its power is not great and its range is not far; it's probably only at the early stage of E-level at most.

Luo Zeyan turned his head to avoid it, and the wind blade grazed his ear, cutting the rope on the flagpole behind him. The red flag fell down with a "whoosh".

Luo Zeyan took a step forward, lowered his body, and sank his center of gravity, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, ready to be released in the next second.

Before the short-haired boy could react, Luo Zeyan had already appeared in front of him.

It wasn't with superpowers, it was with fists.

He punched him in the stomach, the force perfectly controlled.

It wouldn't be enough to make someone vomit blood, but it would be enough to make them bend over, unable to even catch their breath.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He clenched his hands in the air, and two short blades made of rock appeared in his hands, which he slashed at Luo Zeyan.

Instead of retreating, Luo Zeyan advanced, dodging the first strike by sidestepping. He then condensed a fist-sized ball of flame in his palm and precisely struck the middle-aged man's chest.

The flames exploded, leaving no burns, but the impact threw the man to the ground, shattering the short blade into powder that scattered in the air.

The young woman with blond hair stood still, her hands trembling.

The two students glanced at the two people lying on the ground, then looked at each other, and simultaneously raised their hands: "We're not fighting anymore."

The boy with the buzz cut squatted on the ground, clutching his stomach. It took him a while to stand up. His face was a little pale, but the disdain in his eyes was gone, replaced by something else that was hard to describe—a mixture of shock and fear.

"You... what kind of superpower is this?" His voice was much softer than before.

"Fire element." Luo Zeyan looked down at him, his tone not harsh. "Still want to fight?"

The boy with the buzz cut shook his head.

The middle-aged woman next to him swallowed hard, chuckled dryly, and her expression changed faster than Sun Wukong's: "You guys... are still too weak. With such a great coach willing to teach you, you should learn properly..."

Luo Zeyan glanced at her and said calmly, "From now on, the playground will be used as a training area. Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering to avoid accidental injury."

They put it nicely, but actually they just thought the onlookers were too noisy.

Du Guiming nodded: "No problem, I'll send someone to clear the area right away. You guys take a break first, and training will begin in half an hour."

The special police team came and asked all the unrelated survivors to leave. Several superhumans sat cross-legged on the ground, all scrutinizing Luo Zeyan and Li Yichen with probing eyes.

The short-haired boy was already the most powerful superhuman in the Yulin safe zone, but he never expected that he would be knocked out by Luo Zeyan with a single punch.

If the few people randomly sent to provide support by the Linjiang Safety Zone are this strong, how powerful must the superhumans guarding the main camp be?

-

Yizhou Square is located in the suburbs, surrounded by old residential areas and self-built houses, which became a severely affected area after the virus spread.

There are few survivors, and even fewer who dare to go out to find supplies.

Lou Fengyue had been to various places during the natural disaster trial and knew that there were still many good things in the mall.

The purpose of this trip is to gather more resources and, incidentally, carry out rescue missions.

It takes nearly two hours to get from the Yulin safe zone to Yizhou Square, and now the streets are full of zombies, making it even longer.

Lou Fengyue didn't care.

Sitting in the passenger seat, with one hand on the window, if I encounter any clueless idiots, I'll just strike them with lightning speed.

It's a bit of a shame that it's inconvenient to park and dig for crystal cores.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her, and she had a crazy thought.

Living things cannot be kept in the space.

Humans mutate into zombies, their brain nerves die, but their muscle nerves do not die, so they cannot be considered dead.

However, once a zombie dies, it becomes completely immobile, essentially no different from the slaughtered pigs in her space.

Does that mean a spatial ring can also store dead zombies?

Once the thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

Lou Fengyue stared at the charred, smoking zombie corpse outside the car window, and slightly raised her fingertip.

whoosh-

The body vanished into thin air.

Her thoughts probed into the space.

The charred zombie corpse lay peacefully next to a pile of supplies, facing the slaughtered pigs across several boxes of bottled water.

Lou Fengyue's lips twitched suddenly.

They can actually collect them?

After that, after killing zombies, you can just put the corpses into your spatial storage and then dispose of them in a safe place. Wouldn't that save a lot of effort?

Fang Yuan, the special police officer in charge of driving, caught a glimpse of the eerie smile in Lou Fengyue's eyes and couldn't help but shudder.

I dare not ask, I absolutely dare not ask!