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

The man stopped talking, shifted his feet, and finally ran away.

The old man who had been cursing spat, "A bunch of cowards! I refuse to believe that humanity, which has existed for tens of thousands of years, can't defeat a tiny virus! Little sister, I believe your son can definitely pull through!"

Lou Yunzheng glanced at his sister, then turned to the old man and helplessly advised, "Old man, you should probably avoid this place for a while. I'm afraid that even if the zombies don't hurt you, they might scare your heart badly."

"I'll stand right here and watch you kill them!" The old man was as stubborn as a mule, refusing to budge. "I'll be a witness! You killed a mother and child with your own hands!"

Lou Yunzheng couldn't persuade him, so he stopped trying.

These past few days, he has learned a lesson from his sister—to let go of the urge to help others and to respect the fate of others.

The entire floor fell silent as the woman held Xiaojun and wept uncontrollably.

She kept muttering to herself, "Xiaojun... you survived the floods before, Mom can't believe you'd just die like this. Tell me, tell Mom you're okay, you're just sick..."

Flood control?

Lou Fengyue raised an eyebrow and tossed the baseball bat in her hand to her brother.

It seems he is someone who has contributed to the country.

Let it die with some dignity.

Lou Yunzheng had just caught the baseball bat his sister threw when he saw the man named Xiaojun suddenly convulse violently.

His neck was twisted at an impossible angle, his mouth was wide open, revealing his blackened gums.

Then, he suddenly bit his mother.

Lou Fengyue reacted quickly, pulling the woman away and conjuring an electric ball in her hand.

"Don't touch him! He's my son!" The woman scrambled forward and grabbed Lou Fengyue's leg. "Don't kill him... Xiaojun, wake up! It's your mother!"

Xiao Jun can no longer understand human speech. It has lost all consciousness and can't even recognize its own mother. All that remains is its instinctive craving for blood.

It suddenly pounced on Lou Fengyue, but Lou Fengyue was held back tightly, so she could only kick it away first.

"Auntie, your son once served the country. Do you want him to be branded as a matriarch before he dies?" she said in a low voice, muffled by her mask, as cold as if she were holding a block of ice. "If my brother were to do it, his body would definitely rot. If I were to do it, I could ensure that his body remains intact to the greatest extent possible, and you could also give him a dignified burial."

The zombie that had been kicked away writhed on the ground. Since it felt no pain, it quickly got up again and charged at Lou Fengyue once more.

The woman closed her eyes in anguish, her face streaked with tears. Finally, she released Lou Fengyue, gritting her teeth as she forced out a single word: "...Okay."

Once freed from her restraints, Lou Fengyue moved faster than the zombies.

He quickly pinned it to the ground and tapped its forehead with his fingertip.

The electric current traveled along her fingertips and burned through the zombie's forehead, leaving a small, charred hole.

It lay on the ground, completely silent.

Lou Fengyue stood up and took two steps back. The woman immediately rushed towards the corpse, crying her heart out.

"The body carries a virus and needs to be handled properly. Once the floodwaters recede, find a place to dig a deep pit and bury it."

After Lou Fengyue finished speaking, she turned around, took the baseball bat from her brother, and walked in another direction.

He glanced at the old man indifferently as he passed by.

The old man had collapsed to the ground, clutching his heart; he was clearly terrified by the scene of the zombies attacking him.

Lou Fengyue ignored him and walked straight to the person who was still running a high fever in another corner.

She was a teenage girl, and her parents were with her.

Upon seeing Lou Fengyue approach, the couple hurriedly stepped in front of their child, staring at Lou Fengyue in horror.

"I... my child's fever hasn't gone down yet, she hasn't mutated..." The woman's voice trembled as she spoke, fearing that Lou Fengyue might kill her child at the slightest provocation.

"I know." Lou Fengyue peeked through the gap between them at the girl huddled against the wall, her cheeks as red as lava. "How many days have you been sick?"

Seeing that she had no intention of killing him, the man swallowed hard and replied in a low voice, "It started burning yesterday at noon..."

"You should know that if there's even one zombie in this building, everyone in the building will be doomed." Lou Fengyue's voice was devoid of emotion. "Keep an eye on her. If she acts strangely, you know what to do."

After Lou Fengyue finished speaking, she went downstairs with her brother and went home.

When they reached the 37th floor, Liu Wu's door opened.

He peeked out and saw that it was the Lou siblings, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Hey girl, my daughter said this morning there's a monster upstairs, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's all taken care of." Lou Fengyue walked over and handed him a fully charged power bank. "Give me the one that's out of power. If you have a power bank, take it out too."

"Okay." Liu Wu hurriedly turned around and went inside to get it.

The door wasn't closed. Lou Fengyue stood in the doorway and saw Liu Wu's daughter sitting on the sofa, looking at her with her big, round eyes.

There was no fear like I felt the last time we met, only curiosity.

It probably sensed that several different energies were mixed in with her.

Liu Wu quickly brought out two power banks from the room, one of which was given to him by Lou Fengyue last time, and the other was his own.

Lou Fengyue took it, then pulled two lollipops from her pocket and stuffed them into Liu Wu's hand, "For the child."

Looking at the two candies, Liu Wu seemed to see a glimmer of hope from peacetime.

He smiled slightly, a slight twitch of his lips. "Thank you."

Lou Fengyue didn't say anything more and left.

The door to room 3703 was locked behind her. Lou Fengyue leaned against the door and closed her eyes.

Lou Yunzheng stood in the entryway, looking at her without saying a word.

He knew that his sister was actually not feeling well.

The man named Xiaojun may have saved many people during the flood relief efforts, but now he has become a mindless zombie, attacking and biting his own mother.

His sister killed him.

However, she has done her utmost humanitarian work within her capabilities.

Lou Yunzheng took off his raincoat and patted his sister's head, as if comforting a kitten.

Lou Fengyue looked up at her brother and smiled.

The kitchen was filled with the sound of bubbling water as Pan Quan stood in front of the stove, holding a soup ladle and cooking porridge.

Seeing her daughter return, she peeked out with a grin: "Yueyue, I used the rice you brought back yesterday to make some porridge. Is it okay to have plain porridge with pickled vegetables for breakfast?"

"Okay." Lou Fengyue took off her mask and went into the kitchen. "Mom's congee is especially fragrant."

Pan Quan chuckled a few times, stirred the porridge in the pot, and said, "Go wash up first, it's almost ready to eat."

"Okay," Lou Fengyue replied and went to the bathroom.

As I passed through the living room, I glanced at Shen Xiaoshuang, who was curled up on the sofa, silent.

In just one night, the spoiled little princess turned into an insecure girl?