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

Lou Fengyue returned to the kitchen to continue preparing food, while the two elders and Lou Yunzheng sat on the sofa eating ice cream and discussing the rain.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door, and the sound came into the room through the security camera.

"This is it! With such a thick steel door, there must be a lot of good stuff hidden inside!"

Zhang Yong, along with several others, blocked the entrance to room 3703, making quite a scene.

"We were starving, while they were eating and drinking like mad!"

He shouted, stirring up the crowd: "We don't care if we go hungry, but think about the elderly and children at home, how long can they hold on? Let's work together to break down this door, and we can share whatever food we get. At least we won't go hungry until the rain stops!"

The group was initially hesitant, since most of them had never done anything wrong in their decades of life, and it would be difficult for anyone to bring themselves to rob someone.

But when it comes to family, they have to harden their hearts.

Even if I have to be arrested and go to jail after the rain stops, I must bring some food back from here today so that my family can live!

Seven or eight people started banging on the door and shouting loudly outside, trying to force the people inside 3703 to open the door.

Zhang Yong then swung a baseball bat he'd somehow found and started banging on the door.

Lou Fengyue came out of the kitchen, still holding a spatula in her hand.

She walked straight to her brother's side, bent down and looked at the surveillance video on his phone, where she could see a group of people baring their teeth and brandishing their claws outside the door.

She raised her hand and turned off the sound.

The room fell silent, with only the sound of raindrops hitting the windowpane.

Lou Fengyue walked back to the kitchen expressionlessly, calm as if nothing had happened, and everything remained quiet and peaceful.

The phone on the tea table vibrated wildly, and the screen lit up.

Lou Yunzheng glanced towards the kitchen, then picked up his sister's phone and unlocked it.

In the past few days, the brother and sister's cell phones have almost become their shared source of information.

Although there were no secrets between them to begin with.

Lou Yunzheng opened WeChat and saw a message from Liu Wu asking if he needed any help.

He replied: {Not needed for now, please be careful.}

Then I logged out and logged back into the owners' group.

With Zhang Yong leading the charge, Lou Fengyue was attacked by a group of people. Many people tagged her with insults, and many others sent voice messages to hurl abuse.

"Isn't it normal for neighbors to help each other out? You have so much food, why can't you share some with us?"

"We have children here, how can you be so selfish? Hiding so much stuff and watching your children starve to death, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"My grandson is only six years old. If he doesn't survive, it's all your fault! You're a murderer!"

The voice message played a series of unreasonable words, making Lou Yunzheng's blood boil. He immediately turned off the phone and slammed it face down on the table.

Pan Quan and Lou Qingjian were also furious.

Although I know there are many unreasonable people in this world, I have never seen such a brainless person who commits arson, murder, and looting while blaming the victims.

At this moment, Pan Quan fully realized how foolish his idea of ​​distributing some grain had been.

She had lived for over fifty years and had never experienced anything like this.

A group of people blocked the doorway and cursed, yelling at you for not giving them the things and for not letting their children live.

It's as if her family owes them something.

"Yunzheng, are we just going to sit here like this?" Lou Qingjian asked his son, somewhat worried. "They're blocking the doorway right now; it's not a good idea."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Lou Yunzheng leaned back on the sofa, his voice soft. "We have water, electricity, and food, so we don't need to go out for the time being. They can't get in, and if they throw a tantrum on an empty stomach, they'll soon run out of energy."

In the past, if he encountered someone in trouble or had a small problem, he would help them if he could.

But now it's the end times, and being able to be self-sufficient is already a blessing. How can we have the energy to care about the life and death of others?

Moreover, it's this kind of unreasonable and unruly beast.

"Mom, don't think about it anymore." Lou Fengyue came out of the kitchen with a plate of sliced ​​oranges and placed it on the coffee table. "They came a few times, but when they found they couldn't break down the door, they stopped coming."

Looking at her daughter's overly calm face, Pan Quan suddenly felt a little dazed.

I remember that ever since my daughter was old enough to understand things, she has always been very generous. She always smiles and tries to please people, and she always shares any good things she has.

But she couldn't stand being wronged. She had been spoiled by her family since she was a child. If someone said a few bad things about her at school, she would cry her eyes out when she got home.

But now...

Lou Fengyue placed the oranges on the table, then turned and went back into the kitchen.

The sound of the spatula hitting the iron pot came from inside, a sizzling sound that carried a reassuring sense of everyday life.

The commotion outside the door continued.

Zhang Yong smashed it more than a dozen times, his palms were numb from the impact, but not a single mark was left on the steel door.

He was panting heavily and glanced back at the group of people behind him.

There were seven or eight people, some carrying brooms, some carrying wrenches, and the most presentable weapon was the baseball bat in his hand.

The remaining few stood empty-handed at the back, their eyes darting around.

"You guys should at least help out!" Zhang Yong yelled. "Are you just going to stand there and wait for food?"

A middle-aged woman shrank back and whispered, "This...this door is too sturdy. We can't break it open with our strength..."

Zhang Yong gritted his teeth, about to curse.

"Useless thing!" An old woman stepped forward, shoving him aside. "Get out of the way!"

The old woman had a stern face, looking fierce and menacing like a demon coming to collect a debt.

She raised her hand and slammed it heavily on the steel door, the jade bracelet on her wrist hitting the door wall with a soft, crisp sound.

"Open the door! Don't hide inside and stay silent! I know someone's home!"

The old lady started shouting at the top of her lungs, so loudly that the whole building could hear her.

"We're all neighbors, we just lent you some food, it's not like we're not going to pay it back! Are you going to just stand by and watch us starve to death on your doorstep?!"

Click—

The door opened.

But it's not the steel door of model 3703, it's the security door of model 3706.

Liu Wu walked out carrying a steel pipe; his tall and imposing figure was intimidating just by standing there.

"What's all the noise about?" he roared, his brows furrowed so tightly they could trap a fly, glaring at the old woman in the floral dress. "You scared my daughter to tears!"

Liu Wu's voice boomed like a muffled thunderclap in the narrow corridor.

The old woman was startled by his shout, then quickly recovered. The wrinkles on her face twitched, and her voice became even sharper: "So you're the only one with children? My grandson has been starving all day! We're borrowing grain from 3703, what's it to you!"

"Seven or eight of you banging on someone's door, and you call that borrowing grain?" Liu Wu weighed the steel pipe in his hand. "What business is it of theirs if your grandson can't get enough to eat?"

"You!" The old lady was speechless, clutching her chest as if she was about to faint.

Zhang Yong squinted at Liu Wu, looking at his muscular physique, then looked down at his own thin arms.

His Adam's apple bobbed, but he refused to back down: "How can you be so unreasonable? We need the food to save our lives; if you stop us, you're just letting us die!"