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

In the atrium on the first floor of Cuiping Shopping Mall, Qin Qian was completely overwhelmed upon receiving the news.

Now his superiors are putting pressure on him to send people to clear the zombies from the hotel area as soon as possible and complete the construction of the safe zone.

I originally wanted to coax Lou Fengyue and get her to come over and give me some advice on my work.

Who would have thought that the person would run away?

Qin Qian scratched his head. The troubles he'd been dealing with lately were making this 29-year-old young man lose so much hair he was practically balding!

"Captain Qin, there's something unusual at the hotel!" The female technician rushed over, holding a piece of equipment. "This is the latest thermal imaging from the drone; it shows several abnormal energy fluctuations, stronger than anything we've seen before!"

Qin Qian frowned, snatched the device, stared at the red energy cluster on it, and looked as if he had swallowed a fly.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "All special police and armed police, take note! Establish a cordon as quickly as possible to separate the North and South areas! Strengthen control over the South area, prohibit anyone from approaching the cordon, and maintain strict vigilance! Protect the safety of the residents in the South area!"

"Special Police Unit received!"

"Armed Police Detachment received!"

Qin Qian put down the walkie-talkie and sighed heavily.

We can't delay any longer. If the monsters in the hotel aren't dealt with, the cleanup of the safe zone won't be finished.

If the monsters were to escape again, all the survivors in the South District would die.

He handed the equipment back to the female technician and coldly ordered, "Summon all registered superhumans. Meet on the second floor of the mall in half an hour."

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the other side.

Lou Fengyue drove a newly acquired SUV, and it didn't slip at all on the muddy road.

Moreover, it's thick-skinned and tough; those little fools who bump into it will be crushed into mincemeat.

The driving experience was excellent.

Lou Yunzheng, sitting in the passenger seat, gripped his seatbelt tightly, startled by his sister's driving skills. "How far is the auto parts market?"

"Twenty minutes by car." Lou Fengyue stepped on the gas, knocking over two more clueless idiots.

The car lurched, and Lou Yunzheng took a deep breath. "Sis, can you drive a little more steadily?"

Lou Fengyue pouted innocently, "Isn't this pretty stable..."

The car drove for twenty minutes and arrived at the auto parts market.

It's called an auto parts market, but it's really just a street lined with shops selling auto parts on both sides.

The area wasn't low-lying during the heavy rain, but the floodwaters haven't receded yet and are still ankle-deep.

Lou Fengyue rummaged through her spatial storage and found two pairs of shoe covers, handing one pair to her brother.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and the brother and sister got out and went into the nearest shop.

The shelves were leaning precariously, and parts were scattered all over the floor.

She quickly glanced around, located the warehouse, and pried open the lock.

Inside were many iron oil drums, large and small, stacked neatly.

"Is this enough?" Lou Yunzheng asked.

"Not enough." Lou Fengyue waved her hand, storing all the iron oil drums into her spatial storage. "Let's go to the next one."

The brother and sister swept through the street for more than an hour, collecting over a hundred iron oil drums of various sizes.

They also found a lot of unopened engine oil and took it all with them.

Lou Yunzheng leaned against the wall, watching his sister store the last batch of oil drums into his spatial storage, and couldn't help but ask, "How much oil are you planning to stockpile?"

"Stockpile as much as you can." Lou Fengyue patted the dust off her hands. "There will be plenty of places where we'll need oil in the future."

"for example?"

"For example..." Lou Fengyue thought for a moment, "What if we need to move? The car needs gas, right? The generator needs gas, right? These things don't expire, so there's no harm in stockpiling them."

In addition to oil drums and engine oil, she also collected a batch of auto repair tools for emergencies.

As the two walked out of the auto parts market, Lou Fengyue was about to get her car when she suddenly sensed a fluctuation of energy.

She stopped and turned to look at a hardware store across the street.

"What's wrong?" Lou Yunzheng asked.

"Someone's here," Lou Fengyue said, crossing the street and entering the hardware store.

The shop was small, with half of the shelves overturned and screwdrivers, wrenches, and wires scattered on the floor.

Push open a half-closed wooden door, and behind it is a small warehouse.

Suddenly, a figure slapped out, and Lou Yunzheng quickly pulled his sister back a step.

It was a girl, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with messy hair. She was holding a sharp fruit knife in both hands and pointing at the person at the door in fear.

"Don't come any closer! This is my house, get out of here!"

Lou Fengyue looked down at her.

The girl's face was very pale, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were red and swollen; it seemed she had been hiding here for several days.

She looked up again and gazed into the room.

The girl suddenly brandished her knife and took a few steps forward, preventing Lou Fengyue and Lou Yunzheng from getting any closer.

"What are you looking at?! Get out of here!"

Lou Yunzheng pulled his younger sister back a few steps, his voice still relatively gentle: "Little sister, are you all alone at home?"

"What's it to you!" The girl glared at him, her temper flaring up like a little animal with its fur standing on end.

Lou Yunzheng wanted to say something more, but Lou Fengyue pressed his hand down.

She looked at the girl and said calmly, "Is the person inside your mother?"

The girl's pupils dilated sharply, her hand gripping the knife trembled slightly, but her eyes sharpened even more. "This is none of your business, you all get out of here!"

Lou Fengyue didn't insist. She took out her phone and sent a voice message to Qin Qian, giving him an address: "There's a girl who looks about twelve or thirteen years old here, and a middle-aged woman. They seem to be injured. Send someone to pick them up."

Upon hearing her words, the wariness in the girl's eyes turned into surprise. "Who...who are you all?"

"The authorities have set up a safe zone. You and your mother stay here. Special police will come to pick you up later." Lou Fengyue answered briefly, then pulled her brother and turned to leave.

After leaving the hardware store, I got back into the car.

Lou Yunzheng fastened his seatbelt and asked with unease, "Are we really just leaving them here?"

"If she trusts us, I don't mind giving her a ride. But if she doesn't, we'll leave it to the authorities." Lou Fengyue started the car and drove off again.

Helping to contact the authorities for rescue is already doing the most they can.

In the apocalypse, even emotions become precious, and she only has enough patience to reserve for her family.

When dealing with strangers, if it's easy to get along with them, just lend a hand.

She's a handful, and she's too lazy to explain much.

To put it bluntly, her death has nothing to do with her.

The SUV drove around the city streets. The nearby gas stations were empty, the convenience stores had been ransacked, and the fuel tanks had been emptied.

"Who moved so fast?!" Lou Fengyue slapped the steering wheel in anger.

She quickly found out who had acted so fast.

Passing by another gas station, I saw that the area was cordoned off, and a group of people in uniforms were pumping oil there.

Lou Fengyue twitched her lips and cursed inwardly: Damn it! The official team is trying to steal my food!