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

Song Qingya was the first to stand up, picked up the marker on the table, uncapped it, and circled a location on the map.

"The city stadium has high and sturdy outer walls. The interior is spacious and there are few zombies, making it easy to clean. We can use the stadium's outer walls as a fortress and build housing inside. This can greatly reduce the amount of work and construction time."

"No way." Qin Qian shook his head. "Although the city stadium has high walls, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack, the surrounding area is also relatively open and lacks cover. Once a horde of zombies surrounds the stadium, we'll be trapped like turtles in a jar."

Chen Weiyang also stood up and studied the map.

He then snatched the pen from Song Qingya's hand and pointed to a county town on the outskirts of the city, nestled against a mountain.

"How's it here? It's high up, with mountains behind it. And the county town is sparsely populated, so even if there are zombies, it won't be as dense as in the city center."

"We can build it into the mountain and then hollow it out. If the safe zone outside is attacked, we can hide inside the mountain and save our lives."

Qin Qian frowned, pondering the feasibility of the plan.

Another middle-aged man in camouflage slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "No way! Who knows when it might suddenly start pouring rain again? If there's a landslide, the falling rocks could kill a lot of people."

Chen Weiyang sighed and sat down again.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was somewhat somber, and for a moment, no one could think of a better solution.

Qin Qian slowly stood up and said calmly, "There are indeed many factors to consider in this site selection. Everyone should go back and study the map and come up with a plan. We will hold another meeting tomorrow morning to continue discussing this issue."

Everyone nodded, each took a map of Linjiang City, and the meeting adjourned.

Qin Qian slumped in his chair, glancing at the map on the table with a large circle drawn on it, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

I'm so tired, my CPU is almost overheating.

He had been taught emergency response skills for floods and earthquakes in the military, but no one had taught him how to deal with zombies and mutated beasts.

This disaster did not break out in a single country, but rather globally.

No one was able to lend a helping hand.

There haven't been any new instructions from the central government for a long time; they're probably too busy taking care of themselves.

Qin Qian placed his hands on the table and scratched his head.

Even after brainstorming together, more than a dozen people couldn't come up with a solution.

I can't even imagine how Lou Fengyue survived alone in the natural disaster game.

-

At 3:30 pm, Lou Fengyue opened her eyes groggily, feeling as if a ball of fire was burning in her throat.

She was covered by three quilts, and couldn't move at all.

I could only barely turn my head and vaguely see the person sitting by the bed.

"Brother..." she began with difficulty, her voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed by coarse sandpaper.

Lou Yunzheng was startled, pointed to his waist, and quickly leaned over to ask, "Yueyue, you're finally awake! How are you feeling?"

Lou Fengyue's withered lips moved slightly: "Water..."

Lou Yunzheng helped her up, wrapped the blanket tightly around her, took out a cup of warm water from his spatial storage, and carefully fed it to her.

Lou Fengyue gulped down most of a glass of water before slowly exhaling, then drifted off to sleep again.

"Don't sleep yet." Lou Yunzheng touched her forehead; it was still burning hot. "You said the system gave you a Dragon Soul Pill, where's the medicine?"

Lou Fengyue looked down at herself, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, "...hands."

Lou Yunzheng reached into the blanket and pulled her hand out.

Soon after, all sorts of strange things flew out.

Frozen steak, ice cream, umbrella, charger, instant noodles, toothpicks, and a bunch of other random things were scattered around the bed.

Lou Fengyue's eyelids started drooping again. She moved her fingers with difficulty, and things kept flying out.

at last.

Clang—

With a crisp sound, a small porcelain bottle containing the Holy Light Spring water flew out and rolled under the desk.

Lou Yunzheng bent down, reached out and touched the bottle, which had a label that read "Dragon Soul Pill".

He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at his sister, who was so weak she could barely breathe, and frowned.

Upon uncorking the porcelain bottle, they discovered three pale gold pills inside.

He didn't even know when his sister had already saved up three Dragon Soul Pills.

But this is a good thing, because after feeding her the pills, we can save two for our parents in case of emergency.

Lou Yunzheng took one out and put it into his sister's mouth.

The Dragon Soul Pill melts instantly upon entering the mouth, thus avoiding any difficulty in swallowing.

He put the bottle back on and put the medicine in his personal storage space.

I helped my sister lie down, tucked her in, and then gathered up all the messy things she had thrown out and stuffed them into my storage space.

Lou Fengyue has already taken the Dragon Soul Pill, so Lou Yunzheng and the two elders no longer need to worry too much.

Even if they don't awaken their superpowers, they can still save their lives.

Lou Yunzheng brought in a towel and helped his sister wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Her face was flushed an unusual red, and her brows were furrowed, as if she had just had a terrible dream.

"Go to sleep, your brother is here." He spoke softly, gently smoothing the furrow in his sister's brow. "You'll feel better when you wake up."

Lou Fengyue slept longer than usual this time.

When she woke up, it was already noon the next day, and the person sitting by her bedside was still Lou Yunzheng.

"Brother." She tried to sit up, but found her limbs were weak.

Lou Yunzheng quickly stepped in to help, lifting her up and letting her lean against the headboard.

He then handed her a glass of warm water, saying, "Drink slowly."

Lou Fengyue held the cup, gulped down the entire glass of water, and handed the empty cup over, saying, "More."

Lou Yunzheng took out a kettle from his spatial storage, which was full of warm water.

He poured another glass for his sister.

It wasn't until she drank the third glass of water that Lou Fengyue felt like she had come back to life.

"Where are Mom and Dad?" she asked.

"Dad stayed here all night and didn't go back to sleep until dawn. He hasn't gotten up yet." Lou Yunzheng touched his sister's forehead, which was still a little hot. "Mom is making lunch. There's been some porridge in the pot, just waiting for you to wake up so you can eat."

He withdrew his hand, took out a thermometer, and handed it over, saying, "Take your temperature again."

Lou Fengyue obediently took it, tucked it under her arm, and held it there.

The moment the cold thermometer touched her skin, it sent a shiver down her spine.

Seeing his younger sister's unusually well-behaved and adorable demeanor, Lou Yunzheng couldn't help but smile.

He handed over his sister's phone and continued, "And your Luo Zeyan, he knew you were sick and kept asking about your condition. I bet he didn't sleep well last night either."

Lou Fengyue took the phone and muttered under her breath, "What do you mean, 'my Luo Zeyan'..."

Lou Yunzheng stroked his chin, pretending to be deep in thought, "You had a crush on him in high school, and he had a crush on you. You're just one step away from confessing your feelings. Sooner or later, you'll both be yours."