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

The next morning, Lou Fengyue drank a bowl of hot white porridge in the cafeteria and then drove her SUV away from the safe zone.

My hometown is a small town in the west of the city, a three-story self-built house.

The area is low-lying, and judging from the marks on the exterior walls, the entire house was submerged during a recent heavy rain.

All the windowpanes were shattered, and all the flowers and plants in the front yard and the vegetable garden in the backyard perished.

Lou Fengyue picked up a few unbroken flowerpots and a few flower branches that hadn't been soaked and put them into her spatial storage, intending to take them back to Lou Qingjian to see if they could be saved.

The door lock is rusted; the key won't go in, and the wire won't open it either.

Lou Fengyue simply smashed the door lock.

Stepping inside, I found a complete mess.

The mahogany table and chairs in the living room were replaced two years ago, which cost a lot of money. My parents were just complaining last week that the fabric sofa in the apartment wasn't as good as the one at home.

Lou Fengyue checked it and found no signs of damage from soaking, only a layer of silt, so she simply put it into her space.

There were still zombies inside, which must have swum in through the window when the water was piling up, but she quickly dealt with them.

She stayed in the three-story house for a long time, looking it over inside and out, and putting everything she could take with her and that held sentimental value into her spatial storage.

Finally, he went into the room where he had lived for more than twenty years.

The large wardrobe in the room was custom-made when her parents got married; it's the same age as her.

After a heavy rain, it developed mold spots, and fungi even grew in the cracks.

It's time to retire.

The four drawers at the bottom were crammed full of odds and ends, all of which were Lou Fengyue's former "treasures".

Some of them were gifts she received from classmates throughout her childhood. Even if they were broken, she wouldn't throw them away; she would keep them treasured in her drawer.

There were also yearbooks and greeting cards, but now they're so soaked that the handwriting is illegible, and she can't even remember who sent them to her.

One of the drawers was filled with photos.

There are photos of my parents when they were young, and photos taken at their wedding.

There are also photos of her and her brother when they were just born.

Two little babies, about the same age, with the same face, fair skin, and delicate features, were indistinguishable from one another.

You can tell them apart by flipping through the photos.

My brother grew taller and taller, with delicate features, like a young master from a scholarly family in ancient times.

As she grew, she became increasingly plump, turning into a real milk dumpling.

As Lou Fengyue flipped through these old photos, her eyebrows curved into a smile, as if she were reliving her childhood.

The photos are all laminated, and a few have the edges soaked out, but it doesn't affect the overall quality.

She found a towel in her storage space, wiped the photos dry one by one, put them into a plastic box, and took them all with her.

Meanwhile, Luo Zeyan led his team on a rescue mission.

Besides Li Yichen, who insisted on coming along, the other three ability users in the team are wood-type, rock-type, and perception-type.

The rescue operation took place at a boarding high school.

The rainstorm came too suddenly. Although the authorities had issued a notice in advance to suspend work and school, most boarding students were unable to go home and were trapped in their dormitories.

Fortunately, the young people were quick-witted, and they realized something was wrong as soon as the first zombie appeared.

The message was relayed through class groups, grade groups, and other means to quickly block the dormitory doors.

The roommates also kept an eye on each other, and if anyone was found to have a fever, they would be isolated immediately.

Therefore, the disaster did not spread too severely, and about 80% of the students in the dormitory building were still holding on and waiting for rescue.

Luo Zeyan led his team stealthily to the dormitory area. This operation was a rescue mission, and it was not advisable to waste their special abilities on fighting zombies.

"Use perception to monitor the zombies' location, and rock-based abilities to create shields, all in conjunction with movement."

"Use the vines to lure the zombies out from the first floor."

"Yichen, build a wall. Don't let anything that shouldn't be here get here."

"Understood!" Li Yichen was already familiar with Luo Zeyan's rhythm and quickly built two earthen walls, blocking the way to the dormitory building.

The zombies on the first floor of the dormitory building were also lured out.

An open space was perfect for Luo Zeyan to make his mark; a single fire reduced the little fools to ashes.

He didn't focus on his own abilities; instead, he guided everyone on how to use their special powers to kill zombies.

Du Gui sat in the military off-road vehicle at the school gate, watching the scene transmitted back by the drone, and was shocked.

According to Qin Qian, Luo Zeyan was a retired soldier.

He has extremely strong combat deployment and coordination capabilities, and must have led teams on missions in the military before.

Their strength should not be underestimated.

It would be great if we could keep people in Yulin.

Around noon, Luo Zeyan led two large buses back to the safe zone in a grand procession.

The safe zone was far too small; dense tents were set up on the elementary school playground, barely enough to accommodate the additional hundred or so people.

However, these hundred-odd people were only used to bring back students with poorer health for treatment; Du Gui would have to send someone else to go again later.

"The current facilities in the safe zone are insufficient and cannot accommodate too many people."

Luo Zeyan glanced across the crowded and noisy playground, then turned to Du Gui and said.

"I suggest that the rescue operation should focus on delivering supplies for the time being, and reduce relocation. Mark the locations and numbers of survivors, and then bring them over gradually once they have been moved to the new resettlement sites."

Du Gui frowned, feeling as if he had a lump of stale air stuck in his chest, wanting to vomit but unable to.

"How did the world become like this?"

Luo Zeyan's pupils trembled slightly, and he patted his shoulder forcefully, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

Du Gui nodded, sighed heavily, and glanced at him sideways: "You're a local from Yulin, could you please stay and help build the new safe zone?"

Luo Zeyan remained silent for a long time.

He grew up in Yulin and has an emotional attachment to the place, so naturally he doesn't want to see the place where he grew up become like this.

Staying seems like the obvious choice.

However, the Yulin safety zone is too small, and its conditions are not as good as those in Linjiang.

In peacetime, he doesn't have to worry about his parents' safety; he can join the military, perform missions, and serve the country.

But that's not possible now. He needs to take care of his parents at all times, and he can't leave them in the Yulin safety zone.

"I'm sorry." He refused Du Gui's request. "If I were all alone, I would definitely be willing to stay. But I have to take care of my parents and can't shoulder the future of the entire safe zone."

Du Gui sighed, "I understand, then I won't insist you stay. But before you leave, could you do me one more favor?"

"you say."

"The new resettlement site has been chosen. Go and take a look at it for me, and clear out some of the zombies. Otherwise, given the current strength of the few superhumans in our safe zone, I don't know when we'll be able to move there."

Luo Zeyan smiled and said, "Don't worry about that. Team Leader Lou said he'll assist you all in moving to the new resettlement site before we go back to Linjiang."

Du Gui was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and chuckled knowingly.

Comrade Loulan always said he didn't care about the lives of others, but in reality, he had already arranged everything.

She's just a stubborn person with a soft heart.

Lou Fengyue returned to the Yulin safety zone around 5 p.m.

Luo Zeyan was waiting for her at the school gate. When he saw the car stop, he went up and opened the driver's side door.

"Didn't bring anyone back today?"

"There wasn't enough room, so I left some bread and bottled water." Lou Fengyue unbuckled her seatbelt, jumped out of the car, and asked, "How's it going on your end?"

"We rescued over a hundred people, but the safe zone is full, so Du Gui wants us to help him find a new location."

"I just went there. I cleared out half of the zombies. There are still about ten survivors over there. I left them some food. Tomorrow I'll lead a team over to build a fence and clear out the rest of the zombies."

"You're quite efficient, no wonder you came back so late." Luo Zeyan smiled and followed her towards the cafeteria. "Tonight they have braised potatoes with ham, it tastes pretty good, I saved some for you."

Lou Fengyue glanced at him sideways, then quickly looked away.

"Thanks."