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

Lou Fengyue curled her lips into a cold smile.

No wonder I didn't sense the B-level zombie's enormous energy downstairs; it turned out it was sealed away.

If her physique hadn't been tempered to SSS level in the natural disaster game, she might not have even discovered what was hidden behind that broken steel plate.

It seems this neighborhood is more complicated than she imagined.

There are either high-level ability users with metal and perception abilities, or someone has awakened dual abilities.

Lou Fengyue conjured a golden light in her palm, which covered the steel plate.

The steel plate surface gleamed with a solid sheen, making it appear even more robust than before.

Then, she turned around and waved to the two people at the bottom of the stairs.

Li Yichen's house was right next door. He glanced at the steel plate embedded in the wall, and his unease grew stronger.

"What's going on?" His voice trembled slightly, unable to stop himself from asking.

"It can't be explained in a few words." Lou Fengyue didn't elaborate, but pointed to the wooden door with a small broom ornament woven from mugwort hanging on it. "Don't just stand there, open the door and take a look."

Li Yichen took a deep breath, took out his house key, and opened the door.

A damp, musty smell wafted through the air. The coffee table and floor in the living room were clean, and the furniture was in its original place without any changes.

But the drawers and refrigerator were ransacked, as if someone had broken in and robbed the house.

The house is small; you can see it all at a glance.

Li Yichen rushed into the master bedroom again to take a look.

The wardrobe was open, the suitcase that was originally placed in the corner was gone, and the bed was piled with clothes, half of which were missing.

They looked like they were packing their bags in a hurry and leaving.

"Nobody's here." Li Yichen slumped onto the sofa, unsure whether to be worried or relieved.

At least my parents left voluntarily, but now I can't contact them at all and have no idea where to look for them.

We don't even know if they are still alive.

"The floodwaters reached the third floor a while ago, but now all the survivors are concentrated on the first to third floors." Luo Zeyan pondered for a moment, "Maybe your parents have moved downstairs too."

Although this situation is strange, it is undoubtedly a glimmer of hope for Li Yichen.

"That's right!" Li Yichen suddenly stood up and hurriedly headed out. "I'll go downstairs and look!"

"Wait a minute." Lou Fengyue pressed him down, her voice lowered a few decibels, "The atmosphere in the neighborhood is strange. If you go down and knock on every door, you might alert them."

Li Yichen frowned slightly, disagreeing with Lou Fengyue's words. "Class monitor, I've lived in this neighborhood since I was born. I know all the neighbors. It doesn't matter if other people know I'm back. The uncles and aunties in the neighborhood are all very nice."

Lou Fengyue gave him a deep look, before she could even organize her words of persuasion.

Luo Zeyan spoke first: "This is the apocalypse, and sometimes humanity is more terrifying than zombies."

Li Yichen glanced at Luo Zeyan, pondered for half a second, and then plopped back down on the sofa.

After calming down a bit, he also felt that something was off about the neighborhood.

The surrounding zombies had been cleared away, and the survivors, instead of concentrating on the higher floors, moved en masse to the floors that had been flooded...

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. This feeling was even more chilling than when I first saw a zombie.

Luo Zeyan walked to the window, stood sideways, slightly lifted the curtain, and looked out through the gap.

The community garden is not large, only about 100 square meters, and there is a large banyan tree with a strong sense of history planted by the gate.

A stone table and chairs under the banyan tree were covered with a thick layer of silt.

Everything seemed normal.

But it is precisely this normalcy that makes it seem particularly abnormal in the context of the apocalypse.

The iron gate of the residential area was locked from the outside, and there were only three or four zombies wandering around.

It gives people the feeling of having painstakingly cleaned up the trash, only to leave a little dust behind and not thoroughly cleaned.

He suspected it was related to the steel door next door that was embedded in the wall.

Luo Zeyan pulled the curtains tighter and turned to look at Lou Fengyue: "What's going on next door?"

"A Class B zombie," Lou Fengyue said succinctly. "The stainless steel door was sealed shut with metal-based supernatural abilities, and there's also an anti-sensory seal set up by a sensory supernatural ability."

Li Yichen and Luo Zeyan exchanged a glance, then both cast puzzled looks at Lou Fengyue.

They clearly didn't know that superpowers could be used in this way.

"D-level and above metal-type ability users can change the form of metal, and C-level and above sensory ability users can reverse perception," Lou Fengyue explained simply.

"So..." Li Yichen frowned, slowly lowered his eyes, and said thoughtfully, "There are two high-level ability users in the community."

"It could also be a dual-ability user of C-level or higher," Lou Fengyue added.

Luo Zeyan sat down next to Li Yichen, staring directly at Lou Fengyue: "You mean, there are high-level ability users protecting this neighborhood?"

But the scene outside was too eerie; it didn't look like protection at all.

But if it's not for protection, why seal a Class B zombie inside a house?

"It's not protection," Lou Fengyue's voice deepened, a hint of coldness creeping in, "it's captivity."