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

Lou Fengyue put down her phone and sighed heavily. In the end, she couldn't say anything to upset her brother when he was in a bad mood.

She patted her brother on the shoulder, trying her best to comfort him, "After the rain stops, I'll go out to look for supplies, and I can stop by on the way."

A glint of light flashed in Lou Yunzheng's eyes. "Really?"

"Mm." Lou Fengyue nodded with a smile. "I'm your own sister, when have I ever lied to you?"

After calming her brother down, Lou Fengyue returned to her room.

New messages keep popping up in the owners' group and the chosen ones' group.

She didn't look at it, silenced her phone, and slept soundly.

At 3 p.m. on the sixth day, the rain suddenly subsided.

Although it's far from over, it's much better than the torrential rain of the past few days.

Official rescue teams sailed on yachts along roads that had turned into rivers, entering buildings through windows to deliver supplies to stranded residents.

Lou Fengyue sat on the living room windowsill, looking at the scene below through the glass.

A nation will never abandon its people, but there are some disasters that even a nation is powerless to prevent.

Perhaps only the chosen ones, who have experienced the rehearsal, can save the people from this natural disaster.

It's not because the chosen ones are powerful, but because they possess a system.

The system possesses extraordinary abilities that surpass all energy in the real world.

If the eight chosen ones come together and use the resources provided by the system to serve the country, they can not only build a safe fortress for humanity in the apocalypse.

Ending the apocalypse and rebuilding a beautiful home is not just a pipe dream.

Lou Fengyue currently has no such plans, but she has to consider the next step.

This apartment is located in a high-rise building, making it perfectly suited to handle heavy rain.

But in the apocalypse of natural disasters, besides torrential rain, there are many other extreme weather events.

This place isn't a safe haven where we can survive until the end of the world; we'll have to move sooner or later.

She needs to prepare in advance.

[Host, the supply troops have come upstairs.]

The system panel popped up, and in the monitoring screen, several tall men in military uniforms appeared at the stairwell.

The man in the lead was carrying a cardboard box, and the two men behind him were armed, clearly to prevent a riot and looting of supplies.

There are six households on each floor. After exiting the emergency exit, there is a long corridor. To the left are 3701-3703, and to the right are 3704-3706.

They went to the right first.

Liu Wu opened the door a crack, and seeing that it was an official, he opened the door wide, took the instant noodles, and thanked them politely.

Immediately afterwards, the three men turned to 3704.

A girl opened the door.

The room was filled with an indescribable stench, which was almost unbearable for the three grown men.

Until they saw the swollen old woman lying on the wooden planks in the living room... or rather, the corpse.

His eyes immediately showed a hint of pity.

Clearly, they were prepared for this situation and brought body bags.

The three men entered the room and put the old woman into a black body bag.

However, since they were there to deliver supplies, it was inconvenient to remove the body. They only registered the information, and someone will come to handle the matter later.

There was no one at 3705 households, so the three soldiers turned to Lou Fengyue's side.

Before they could figure out how to knock on the steel door, a dull, heavy click sounded as the door opened from the inside.

A girl wearing a baseball cap and a mask peeked out from under the covers.

"Hello, we're here to deliver supplies. How many people are in your family?" The man in the lead saluted and asked in a businesslike manner.

Lou Fengyue held up two fingers.

The man took out four packets of instant noodles and two fever-reducing pills from the cardboard box and handed them over.

"Thank you." Lou Fengyue accepted the gift, then abruptly asked, "I'd like to ask, what measures has your official response to the current situation?"

Qin Qian, who was in the lead, paused for a moment. The two men behind him, who were holding guns, exchanged a glance, and the emotion that flashed in their eyes was quickly suppressed.

"The heavy rain hasn't stopped yet. Once it stops, we will repair the drainage system and restore power as soon as possible," Qin Qian said matter-of-factly.

"That's not what I'm asking about." Lou Fengyue's voice was not loud, but it was unusually clear. "Quite a few people in your unit have fevers, right? On the way here, you should have seen some... inhuman, ghostly creatures."

This is Lou Fengyue's guess.

Since people are already infected with the virus and have high fevers, it means that zombies have already appeared.

However, due to the torrential rain, all the zombies hid and only truly appeared after the rain stopped.

These people delivering supplies door-to-door may have already seen the mutated zombies, but the authorities temporarily blocked the news for fear of causing social panic.

"Where did you get this information from?" A cold glint flashed in Qin Qian's eyes, and his gaze towards Lou Fengyue became much sharper.

"Those in the military whose fevers have subsided should have awakened special abilities." Lou Fengyue raised her hand, a wisp of electricity crackling at her fingertips. "How long do you think this information can be kept secret?"

Qin Qian's intuition told him that the girl in front of him, who looked to be in her late twenties, was no ordinary person.

It's true that some people in the military have awakened superpowers, but the Academy of Sciences has not yet been able to research the source of this energy, and no one has been able to skillfully control these superpowers.

To prevent accidental injury or the spread of a virus, all the superhumans were isolated separately.

But the girl in front of me seems to be able to manipulate this energy.

They didn't even seem surprised by these things.

"Hello, I'm Qin Qian from the Armed Forces Department of Linjiang City." He extended his hand and shook hands with Lou Fengyue. "May I ask your name?"

Lou Fengyue did not answer his question, but said calmly, "You still haven't answered me how the authorities plan to deal with the current situation."

Qin Qian sighed inwardly, took a step closer to Lou Fengyue, and lowered his voice: "This is a secret from the central government. All I know is that the central government doesn't seem to have found a good solution yet, and can only ensure the safety of the people first."

Lou Fengyue took out her phone, opened the Chosen Ones Mutual Aid Group, and clicked on [Lu Ban's] homepage. "This person can build safe houses that can withstand the apocalypse. He has already contacted the Donghe City government, but the government insists that this is just an ordinary rainstorm."

"The...the end of the world?" Qin Qian frowned. "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Believe it or not," Lou Fengyue said calmly, seemingly unconcerned about Qin Qian's choice. "He will tell you some information about the current situation."

Qin Qian took a deep breath, his expression shifting several times. "How much do you know?"

"I know more than he does. But I need a safe house." Lou Fengyue took a step back, clutching the four packets of instant noodles. "Go find him. Once the safe house is built, I'll go there myself."

Qin Qian nodded. "I will report this to my superiors. May I ask your name?"

Call me... Loulan.