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

Seeing Qin Qian sigh, the hearts of all the superpowered individuals present sank, and the air became deathly silent.

No one is unafraid of death; even those who have been on the battlefield dare not say they are not afraid of death.

But if this place of hope, which has finally found a glimmer of hope, is destroyed, who can guarantee that they will survive longer in the face of those walking corpses and monsters outside?

Luo Zeyan took a deep breath, stepped forward to Qin Qian, and whispered, "Captain Qin, can you contact Lou Fengyue?"

Qin Qian glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, took out his phone from his pocket, opened WeChat, and handed it over.

Luo Zeyan was slightly surprised, seemingly not expecting that such a simple communication method could be used to contact Lou Fengyue.

Unfortunately, his phone had long since become a blackboard brick.

He took the phone, walked to a corner, and made a voice call.

The call connected quickly, and the person immediately said, "I'm busy. Don't call me if you need something, and definitely don't call me if you don't need anything."

Luo Zeyan curled the corners of his lips and said in a slightly deep voice, "Class monitor, it's me."

There was silence on the other end of the line.

Then Lou Fengyue's voice came through, her tone less barbed than before: "Did Qin Qian send you to call me?"

"no."

Luo Zeyan glanced at Qin Qian and noticed that more than twenty pairs of eyes were staring at him.

He turned his back and lowered his voice: "Captain Qin is preparing to organize a ten-man team to investigate the hotel. If I don't make it out, please go back to Yulin City for me and make sure my parents are settled."

"I can't help." Lou Fengyue refused decisively. "Give the phone to Qin Qian, and I'll talk to him."

Luo Zeyan suppressed the corners of his upturned lips. "Okay, wait a moment."

He turned around and handed the phone to Qin Qian: "She wants to talk to you."

Qin Qian held the phone to his ear. "Feed?"

"Are you planning to send a team in to lure out the D-level zombie and treat it to a buffet?" Lou Fengyue's voice was calm, but her words were still harsh. "Don't alert it. I'll be back later."

After saying that, she immediately hung up the call.

Qin Qian, holding his phone, froze on the spot.

He glanced at Luo Zeyan, then at the twenty-odd pairs of eyes staring at him, and cleared his throat: "The investigation is temporarily suspended, pending further instructions. You can all go back and rest now; there may be an emergency meeting tonight."

A murmur of discussion arose in the clothing store; some breathed a sigh of relief, some looked puzzled, and some secretly rejoiced.

"Meeting adjourned." Qin Qian waved his hand, turned around, and walked out of the clothing store.

Luo Zeyan followed him and called out to him in the corridor, "Captain Qin."

Qin Qian stopped and turned around.

"Wasn't the safe zone completely sealed off?" Luo Zeyan walked up to him. "Where did she go?"

"I don't know." Qin Qian shrugged, his face full of helplessness towards that troublemaker. "If she wants to go out, who dares to stop her?"

Besides, there's no way to stop it.

Luo Zeyan nodded, then asked, "What did she say just now?"

"Let's not alert her." Qin Qian paused for a moment, then hesitated, "Based on my interactions with her recently, I guess she intends to come and offer some guidance, or perhaps lead a team in."

Luo Zeyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Are you so sure?"

Qin Qian sighed. "Last time, when the SWAT team was clearing out the zombies at the Cuiping Complex, she directly said that the zombies in the residential buildings belonged to her, and she would beat up anyone who dared to take them from her. This time, she told us not to alert her, so she must be preparing to take people in."

Seeing Qin Qian's utterly dejected expression, Luo Zeyan couldn't help but chuckle softly.

It seems that the current class monitor is quite capable of tormenting people.

-

The gas station along the national highway was more remote than I had expected.

There are no residential areas nearby, only a barren farmland and a few abandoned bungalows.

After the heavy rain, the floodwaters receded, leaving behind a layer of cracked silt on the ground.

Lou Fengyue parked her car under the gas station canopy, jumped out, and quickly walked into the convenience store.

The shelves were overturned, and the goods were scattered all over the floor, but it looked like no one had been there.

The dust on the ground showed no signs of being stepped on, and the spider web in the corner was still intact.

"No one has been here." Lou Yunzheng followed behind her, glancing around.

Lou Fengyue didn't say anything and walked straight to the door behind the cashier.

The door was locked, so she took out a wire and pried it open in a few seconds.

Behind the door was a small warehouse, piled with several boxes of mineral water, instant noodles, and two small boxes of engine oil.

With a wave of her hand, she stored everything into her spatial storage, then turned and walked towards the refueling machine outside.

The oil storage tanks are buried underground, and there is a risk of explosion if oil is pumped out without authorization, so Lou Fengyue dares not operate recklessly.

She took out fifty oil drums of various sizes from her spatial storage and placed them in front of the four gas pumps.

Then find the distribution box in the corner, pry open the metal cover with a screwdriver, unplug the power supply bus, and hold it in your hand.

The display screen on the fuel dispenser is lit up, indicating it's working properly.

Lou Yunzheng unscrewed the lid of the oil drum and picked up the oil nozzle to shove it into the drum.

Diesel fuel gushed out.

They then unscrewed the lid of another oil drum and emptied the gasoline from it as well.

Four refueling machines were operating simultaneously.

The brother and sister worked together and emptied all three oil storage tanks at the gas station in just over an hour, filling more than forty tanks of various sizes.

Before leaving, Lou Fengyue didn't forget to reconnect the wires.

I also emptied the convenience store.

"Is that enough?" Lou Yunzheng leaned against the car and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Not enough." Lou Fengyue put the last batch of oil drums into her spatial storage and handed him a bottle of iced cola. "But there's no time today, let's go back first."

The sun has already begun to sink in the west, and it will be dark in half an hour.

If I don't go home for dinner soon, my parents will start nagging me again.