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

Meanwhile, at Linjiang Middle School, in the office of the Armed Forces Department.

Qin Qian stood in front of the desk and took the file folder handed to him by Minister Li with both hands.

The cardboard document bag was sealed with the word "Top Secret" written on it, as if afraid that others wouldn't know how important the contents were.

"It was sent from Beijing." Minister Li tapped his fingers on the table, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over Qin Qian. "The higher-ups gave a strict order: it must be delivered to you, and you are not to open it without permission. Moreover—"

He paused for a moment, opened the drawer, and pulled out an appointment letter.

"You have been appointed as the head of operations in the Linjiang City security zone."

Qin Qian paused for a moment, glanced at the appointment letter, and then looked down at the file folder in his hand.

Given his qualifications, having just come from a military unit that only knew how to follow orders, he had no command ability and no experience in emergency management.

He shouldn't have been one of the leaders of the safe zone.

It's impossible for higher-ups not to understand this.

But the fact that he was still made the person in charge of the operation means that... the file in his hand, which was sealed as "top secret," was the only reason for changing his identity.

"Go back and take your time to look at it." Minister Li waved his hand, clearly not interested in what was in the file. "The higher-ups said there are instructions for you inside. Just follow them."

"Okay." Qin Qian pursed his slightly dry lips. "Thank you, Director Li."

He turned and left the office, clutching the file folder, and absentmindedly returned to his dormitory.

There was no one else in the dormitory; all the other comrades had gone out on missions.

He sat on the edge of the bed, carefully unsealed the package, and pulled out the stack of papers inside.

His pupils contracted sharply when he saw the photo pasted on the file.

This is... the archives of "Loulan"!

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Lou Fengyue changed into comfortable home clothes, vigorously scrubbed the dirty clothes in the bucket, wrung them out, and put them in the bucket to wash tomorrow.

When I left the master bedroom, Shen Xiaoshuang was sitting on the sofa, drying her hair with a towel.

Lou Yunzheng had finished washing up and changed into clean clothes, looking clean and refreshed.

"Baby, I want to drink orange juice too." Shen Xiaoshuang glanced at the two glasses of orange juice on the table, then sweetly took Lou Yunzheng's hand and shook it.

"Okay, I'll go pour it for you." Lou Yunzheng got up and went into the kitchen.

"Thank you, baby!" Shen Xiaoshuang smiled sweetly, her voice sweet, completely treating this place as her and Yunzheng's love nest.

Completely ignoring the two elderly people sitting next to him.

Lou Fengyue didn't say much and went straight into the kitchen.

She watched as Lou Yunzheng casually took out a glass, opened the refrigerator door, took out the half-empty bottle of orange juice, and poured a full glass.

"Brother," Lou Fengyue rolled up his sleeves and bent down to open the plastic bag of instant noodles, "The apocalypse is not the time to talk about romance. I can only guarantee that she will live until the safe zone is built. I can't let her stay with us forever."

Lou Yunzheng paused for a moment, then put the glass of orange juice aside, turned around, leaned against the kitchen counter, and glanced at his sister.

"I know." He spoke softly, as if afraid of disturbing something. "I can't always stay by her side, and I never intended to take her with me forever. But at least... when we leave, we can make sure she's alive."

Lou Fengyue glanced at her brother, pursed her lips, and said, "Keep a close eye on her during this time. If she causes trouble for you, use me to put pressure on her."

"Um."

Lou Yunzheng took the orange juice and went out.

Lou Fengyue boiled a pot of water, put in five packets of instant noodles, opened a can of luncheon meat, sliced ​​the luncheon meat, and threw it in.

The pot was bubbling away, and soon a rich aroma filled the air.

"Dinner's ready." She carried the pot of noodles out and placed it on the heat-resistant bamboo mat on the dining table.

Pan Quan and Lou Qingjian immediately got up and went into the kitchen to wash their hands and get bowls and chopsticks.

The two elders clearly had no objection to eating instant noodles.

This is the end times. Being able to eat is already a blessing. Who cares about health?

Lou Fengyue started distributing the noodles, with two slices of luncheon meat in each person's bowl, and more noodles could be added if needed.

The dining table was rectangular. Lou Qingjian sat at one end, with Pan Quan and Lou Fengyue on his left and Lou Yunzheng and Shen Xiaoshuang on his right.

Shen Xiaoshuang looked at the bowl of instant noodles in front of her, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes, as if to say: Is this all you're going to eat?

Confined to her rented room for several days, she ate instant noodles for two days straight until she was about to throw up.

But after glancing at Lou Fengyue sitting opposite her, she didn't dare say anything and picked up her chopsticks, lowering her head to eat in small bites.

"Eat more." Lou Yunzheng put two slices of luncheon meat from his bowl into Shen Xiaoshuang's bowl, his movements as natural as if he had done it countless times before.

He has indeed done it countless times.

"Thank you." Shen Xiaoshuang's voice was very low as she picked at the luncheon meat with her chopsticks, but she didn't have much of an appetite.

In the past, Lou Yunzheng would satisfy her every whim.

I buy her new bags and high-end skincare products, take her to elegantly decorated trendy restaurants, and book upscale restaurants for anniversaries.

Now they can't even get a proper meal and can only eat instant noodles and canned meat, which are completely devoid of nutrition!

Lou Fengyue looked up, glanced at Shen Xiaoshuang, then at her brother, and said nothing. She simply shared a piece of her luncheon meat with her brother.

Lou Qingjian didn't say anything, but silently put two pieces of luncheon meat from his bowl into Lou Yunzheng's bowl, and Pan Quan did the same.

Lou Yunzheng paused for a moment, looking at the few pieces of luncheon meat in his bowl. He glanced up at his parents, who were eating noodles with their heads down, and then met his sister's helpless gaze.

Suddenly, his nose felt a little sore. He lowered his head and silently ate his noodles in large mouthfuls. The more he chewed, the more sour he felt in his heart.

After meeting her once last year, my parents were very dissatisfied with Shen Xiaoshuang.

He always felt that dating was his own business, and that his parents had no say in who he married.

He never even considered breaking up, and even moved in with Shen Xiaoshuang, living a life of deep affection.

He would fulfill whatever Shen Xiaoshuang wanted.

But now that I think about it... his parents advised him to break up not so that he could marry a rich and beautiful woman and bring honor to the family.

I just felt sorry for him and thought he had been wronged in this relationship.

Lou Yunzheng quickly finished the noodles in his bowl, then glanced at Shen Xiaoshuang beside him, who was still picking and choosing, and hadn't even taken a few bites of the noodles, which had clumped together.

He sighed inwardly.

"I'm full." Lou Fengyue quickly finished her noodles, even drinking the soup clean. "Brother, you can wash the dishes later."

She put down her chopsticks, got up, and went into the second bedroom.

Lou Qingjian and Pan Quan finished eating, put down their chopsticks, and took their glasses of orange juice into the master bedroom.

The home, which was peaceful and harmonious just a few days ago, became awkward and uncomfortable because a stranger came to visit.

Watching the three people return to their room, Shen Xiaoshuang pursed her lips, and tears streamed down her face.

"What's wrong?" Lou Yunzheng patted her back, gently comforting her, "Why are you crying?"

"Yunzheng..." Shen Xiaoshuang looked up at him, her eyes blurry with tears, like a wronged little rabbit, "Does your sister really hate me?"

Lou Yunzheng paused for a moment, but did not deny it.

Shen Xiaoshuang bit her lip, and her tears fell even more fiercely.

"I know she doesn't like me. She used to call me 'Sister Xiaoshuang' when we met, but now she won't even look at me..."

"Don't overthink it." Lou Yunzheng handed her a tissue. "Finish your noodles first, they won't taste good if they get cold."

Shen Xiaoshuang looked down at the bowl of noodles that had clumped together, poked at it with her chopsticks, but had no appetite, so she pushed the bowl aside.

"Yunzheng, could you ask your sister if I could use your phone for a moment? I just want to call home and let them know I'm safe. My parents must be worried sick..."

Lou Yunzheng remained silent for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"no."

"Why?" Shen Xiaoshuang's voice rose a few decibels, then realizing Lou Fengyue might have heard her from inside the room, she quickly lowered it. "I was just calling to let you know I'm safe, don't you trust me that much?"

"These are the rules set by Yueyue. Just bear with it for now. Once the safe zone is built, you can contact your family when you get there." After Lou Yunzheng finished speaking, he ignored her and went into the kitchen to clear the dishes.

Shen Xiaoshuang clenched her fists tightly and said through gritted teeth, "You only care about your sister! You listen to her in everything! Do I even have a place in your heart anymore?!"