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

In the early hours of the morning, another heavy rain fell in Linjiang City.

The thunder and lightning kept many people awake all night. Those seven days of being trapped by floodwaters and surrounded by zombies planted a seed of fear in their hearts.

Fortunately, the rain stopped the following morning.

Sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on the wet streets.

Qin Qian ordered all the supplies stockpiled in the underground level to be moved to the food court in the southeast area.

Some of the superhumans got up early and went to the northeastern region to clear out the remaining zombies.

Qin Qian had instructed that he would keep all the zombies he killed and the crystal cores he dug up that day.

Suddenly, zombies in the Northeast region became highly sought-after commodities.

Previously treated as a monster and avoided, it is now being thoroughly searched.

Since learning about the mutated beasts, the superhumans have gone so far as to plunder even the grass, nearly uprooting all the wild grass that had managed to survive in the floodwaters.

"Zeyan, a fight is about to break out in Yunhe Community, aren't you going?" Li Yichen changed his clothes and was about to go snatch the zombies when he saw Luo Zeyan sitting on the sofa in a daze, holding his phone.

Luo Zeyan put down his phone, stood up, picked up his windbreaker and put it on, saying in a muffled voice, "Let's go."

Li Yichen glanced at him suspiciously, then leaned in and hooked his arm around his shoulder. "What's wrong? You look like you've just been rejected."

"It's nothing." Luo Zeyan slapped his hand away and went out first.

3703 miles.

Pan Quan carried several bowls of noodles out of the kitchen, placed them on the dining table, glanced at the closed door of the second bedroom, and frowned.

"Why isn't Yueyue up yet?"

"She said she's not going out today and wants to sleep in, let her sleep." Lou Qingjian sat down at the dining table and picked up his chopsticks to stir the steaming soup noodles.

Pan Quan clicked her tongue lightly, turned around and went back into the kitchen, muttering, "Not even eating breakfast? I even cooked an extra bowl so she could take it to Xiao Luo."

Lou Qingjian chuckled, "Do you think everyone is as comfortable as your daughter, able to sleep whenever she wants? Xiao Luo is probably out killing zombies by now."

Pan Quan scooped out all the remaining noodles from the pot, separating the noodles and soup, and left them for the child.

She then came out and sat down next to her husband.

While eating, he muttered, "Yunzheng can't pay his bill either. Are these two siblings pigs? They can sleep like the other two."

"Alright, stop nagging." Lou Qingjian put the ham in her bowl. "The kids have been busy for several days. It's rare that they don't have much to do today, so let them sleep."

At 10:30, Lou Yunzheng, with messy hair and yawning, walked out of the study.

"You're awake?" Lou Qingjian glanced at him, his tone full of teasing. "You can sleep a lot. Your mom's already starting to prepare lunch."

Lou Yunzheng frowned but didn't reply.

He wasn't awakened from sleep; he was woken up by the suffocation.

I don't know if it's because I was too tired from killing that D-level mutated cat yesterday, but I feel a tightness in my chest.

His gaze swept around the living room, then he peeked into the kitchen.

"Where's Yueyue?" he asked, frowning.

"Not up yet," Lou Qingjian replied casually, unfolding a map of Linjiang City covered with markings.

Lou Yunzheng's heart skipped a beat, as if it had been whipped.

An ominous premonition welled up in my heart.

His brow furrowed in pain as he hurried towards the second bedroom, knocking on the door with a slightly anxious tone: "Yueyue, are you up yet?"

After waiting a few seconds, there was no response from inside; it was as quiet as an empty room.

He knocked harder again: "Yueyue, wake up!"

Pan Quan poked her head out from the kitchen, her expression full of confusion.

Lou Qingjian also sensed something was wrong, slowly stood up, and stared intently at the wooden door.

"Yueyue!" Lou Yunzheng called out in a loud voice, but there was still no response. He suddenly turned the doorknob and rushed in.

The room was quiet, with sunlight filtering through the curtains and casting a ray of light beside the bed.

The girl on the bed was wrapped tightly in the blanket, her face flushed an unusual red, but her lips were as white as paper.

His lips were slightly parted, and he was breathing heavily, like a fish that had been thrown ashore and was severely dehydrated.

"Yueyue!"

Lou Yunzheng rushed over, raised his hand to touch her forehead, and felt a damp, cool sensation mixed with her burning body temperature.

I have a fever!

He has experienced this feeling firsthand.

It's like a red-hot iron being soaked in ice water, almost drying out your internal organs and evaporating all the heat.

The inside felt so hot it felt like it was about to crack, while the outside felt as cold as if it were the dead of winter.

Remembering what his sister had once said, that she had a high fever for three days in the game "Natural Disaster," with no medicine, no water, and no one by her side, Lou Yunzheng felt a tightness in his chest from heartache.

"Mom, go get the first-aid kit from the living room. Dad, pour in a glass of warm water." He tried to remain calm.

His sister fell ill, and he couldn't afford to lose his composure.

He needs to take over his sister's responsibility and support the family.

Pan Quan hurriedly ran to the living room to find the first-aid kit, while Lou Qingjian poured a glass of warm water and came in, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Yunzheng," Lou Qingjian looked at his daughter lying on the bed, her brows furrowed, as if in great pain, and his heart ached. "Yueyue will be alright, right?"

Lou Yunzheng gave a muffled "hmm".

He sat on the edge of the bed, helped his sister up with one hand, and let her lean against him.

Then he took the water cup and slowly fed it to her.

Although Lou Fengyue was unconscious at the moment, her body's craving for water was beyond imagination.

Lou Yunzheng fed her most of a glass of water before she finally couldn't drink anymore, and her expression relaxed a lot.

Pan Quan also came in carrying a first-aid kit, took out a thermometer, and handed it over.

Lou Yunzheng placed the thermometer under her armpit and then took out two quilts and covered her with them.

Even the corners and edges were sealed tightly to ensure that not a single breath could get in.

"Dad, Mom, you two go out first. I'll stay here and take care of her." Lou Yunzheng looked up at the two elderly people who were anxiously on the verge of tears. "I'm immune to the virus, so it's best for me to stay. Don't let yourselves catch the disease."

Pan Quan covered her mouth and sobbed. Lou Qingjian patted her shoulder as if to comfort her, then put his arm around her and went out first.

Lou Yunzheng locked the door to the second bedroom from the inside.

Lou Fengyue had mentioned to him before that among the system rewards, there was a medicine called "Dragon Soul Pill".

Taking this medicine when you have a fever due to a viral infection can completely prevent death and mutation.

I told him about it with great enthusiasm, saying that I had already received one and wanted to save it for my parents.

The Dragon Soul Pill... should be in her spatial ring.

Lou Yunzheng quickly pulled her hand away.

The space ring can change its style according to the host's requirements. Lou Fengyue felt that the most important thing in the apocalypse was to keep a low profile, so the ring was just a plain silver band.

Lou Yunzheng stared at the silver ring on her right middle finger and tried to take it off.

Not moving.

It wasn't stuck, but rather like it was sealed on her hand, impossible to remove by external force!