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

Lou Fengyue's expression showed no surprise, but she frowned slightly, as if she had heard of a major problem.

She stepped aside to let her brother in, then closed the door behind her.

"When did it start?"

"This morning," Lou Yunzheng said in a low voice, as if he was suppressing something, "she said she wasn't feeling well last night, and I thought she was faking it. This morning she couldn't get up, and when I touched her forehead, it was frighteningly hot."

Lou Fengyue leaned against the wall in the entryway, arms crossed, and did not reply immediately.

The television in the living room was still on, but the volume wasn't high. Pan Quan and Lou Qingjian were sitting on the sofa watching an old movie.

There was a half-plate of fruit and two glasses of warm water on the coffee table; everything seemed normal.

Only Lou Yunzheng's expression was abnormal.

In the apocalypse, having a fever has only three outcomes: awakening superpowers, mutating into a zombie, or death.

Lou Fengyue remained silent for a long time before asking, "What do you plan to do?"

"I don't know." Lou Yunzheng pursed his lips and sighed with slight frustration. "Do you have any fever reducers? Give her two first. The rest... we can only leave it to fate."

Lou Fengyue glanced at her brother with some surprise.

She thought that her brother would at least ask her for a Body Tempering Pill.

Although there's no guarantee that Shen Xiaoshuang will survive, it's still better than just enduring it all.

He didn't ask any questions, he just wanted regular fever reducers.

"I'll go with you to take a look." Lou Fengyue put on a mask and a baseball cap, and changed into a pair of Crocs.

The brother and sister went out the door, turned a corner, and entered 3702.

In the master bedroom, Shen Xiaoshuang lay on the bed, covered with thick blankets.

Her beautiful face was flushed with an unusual red, her breathing was rapid, and her hair at her temples was already soaked with sweat. She looked as if she had been thrown into a sauna.

Lou Fengyue took her temperature; it was 40 degrees Celsius, definitely not a common cold or fever.

She put away the thermometer, took out a box of amoxicillin from her storage space, and handed it to her brother. "Antibiotics. Whether she lives or dies is up to her."

Lou Yunzheng took the box of medicine, his fingertips turning white as he gripped it tightly. "Yueyue, what if...she turns into a zombie...?"

"Kill him," Lou Fengyue answered decisively.

Lou Yunzheng's pupils trembled, and his hand holding the medicine box shook uncontrollably. "I dated her for three years. Although she was prone to being temperamental, she never did anything unforgivable..."

"But if she turns into a zombie, and you don't deal with it decisively, it could be me, or Mom and Dad, who die." Lou Fengyue stood up, patted her brother's shoulder, and said, word by word, "Brother, although I can use my powers, I don't have any antibodies against the virus. If I get scratched by a zombie, I'll mutate too."

Lou Yunzheng's hand froze completely.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but his throat felt blocked.

He remembered his sister saying that if a person with superpowers is scratched or bitten by a zombie, they will not mutate.

Because his sister could replicate superpowers and use them, he always categorized her as a "superpower user".

But now they tell him that his sister hasn't awakened her superpowers yet, so she doesn't have antibodies in her body and can't be immune to the zombie virus.

If she gets injured, she will turn into a zombie, a monster without consciousness, emotion, or memory...

But she kept it a secret, always rushing to the front lines when danger struck, shouldering everything alone...

"Yueyue..." Lou Yunzheng's eyes suddenly reddened. He reached out and hugged his sister, patting the back of her head. "I know what to do. I will protect you and never let you get hurt."

Lou Fengyue smiled gently. "Okay. Let's give Shen Xiaoshuang her medicine first. You stay here to take care of her. That way, if anything unexpected happens, the 37th floor won't be lost."

Lou Yunzheng released his grip, glanced down at her, and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Take Lu An and the others out to find supplies," Lou Fengyue said. "Don't worry, I won't confront zombies head-on."

"Then you must be careful and don't rush to the front."

"understood."

Lou Yunzheng fed Shen Xiaoshuang antibiotics; everything else is now up to fate.

Lou Fengyue went back to change into a new outfit, wrapped herself up tightly, and contacted Lu An, Chu Sinian, and Liu Wu to go out and find supplies.

The pile of corpses in the stairwell was completely rotten; they would fall apart at the slightest touch, stank horribly, and were crawling with fat maggots.

The group covered their noses as they went downstairs, knowing they had to deal with the pile of stuff first before they could go down.

"I'll do it." Lu An finally got the chance to show his value.

He stood in front of the pile of corpses, stretched out his hands, and took a deep breath.

Then, two streams of white mist shot out from his palms and landed on the pile of corpses.

Soon, a layer of frost formed on the surface of the corpses, the maggots were frozen in place, and even the stench lessened considerably.

Liu Wu's eyes widened. "What kind of superpower is this?"

"Ice-type," Lou Fengyue replied calmly, "He's basically a walking nitrogen tank now."

Lu An was speechless at her overly direct description. "Sister Loulan, won't you offend people by talking like that?"

Beneath the mask, Lou Fengyue curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

"I'll do it."

After she finished speaking, she raised her right hand.

Swah——

A gust of cold air blew by, and a layer of ice several centimeters thick formed on the pile of corpses, as if they were frozen in a transparent coffin.

Lu An stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape. This energy output was on a completely different level from his own!

Before activating his supernatural power, he needs to charge up for a few seconds, then condense the moisture in the air into frost.

However, Lou Fengyue could easily condense water molecules together and freeze them into ice blocks with a simple wave of her hand.

"Sister Loulan, you also have ice-type abilities?" Lu An's expression was one of surprise and delight, as if she had seen a fellow townsman. "Teach me!"

Chu Sinian, standing beside her, frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Wait a minute, Miss Lou, aren't you a lightning-powered being?"

Liu Wu waved his hand and went to move the body first. "Who cares what kind of superpower she has? Anyway, the girl is very strong. I don't have any superpowers, so I can only do my part."

The four of them worked together to throw the pile of corpses out of the window, piece by piece.

I was busy when someone else came down from upstairs.

The footsteps grew closer, sounding chaotic, indicating a large number of people.

A moment later, seven men appeared at the corner of the stairs.

Upon seeing the pile of rotting corpses blocking the stairs, they were first taken aback, then frowned in disgust.

"Who's so inconsiderate as to block the emergency exit!"

One of them raised his hand and fanned himself in front of his nose, but dared not look too closely at the corpses that were so rotten that their faces were no longer recognizable.

"I knew it smelled awful in the building lately!"

Lou Fengyue stopped what she was doing and turned to look.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, a burly build, and a Medusa tattoo on his arm; he looked like someone you didn't want to mess with.

Behind him followed six people, men and women of different builds, all carrying weapons, seemingly out in search of food as a group.

She turned around and continued moving the body, replying in a low voice, "Maybe it's because you haven't brushed your teeth for days, hence the bad breath."