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

Li Jingshuo walked to the living room door, glanced into the hallway to make sure no one was there, and then closed the door tightly.

He turned around, stared at Lou Fengyue, and asked in a low voice, "How is Yichen?"

"Alive, upstairs." Lou Fengyue said succinctly, her gaze falling on the half-empty bottle of mineral water. "How long have you been living here?"

"We moved down here after the rainstorm stopped." Tao Yi sniffed and wiped away her tears haphazardly with the back of her hand. "There was a young man surnamed Meng, in his early thirties, who was a long-time resident of the community. Not long after the rainstorm, he came to our door and said he had special abilities and could protect us."

"You believed it?" Lou Fengyue asked.

"At first, I didn't believe it." Li Jingshuo sighed and sat down at the table. "But later, we saw him twist the zombie's head off with his bare hands. From then on, everyone in the neighborhood listened to him."

Lou Fengyue was silent for a moment, then asked the most crucial question: "Has he taken any of you out with him?"

Li Jingshuo and Tao Yi exchanged a glance, their expressions changing.

"Yes." Li Jingshuo's voice lowered. "He said he wanted to move people to a safer place, but his capabilities are limited. He can only escort us away in batches, taking only four or five people with him each time."

Lou Fengyue understood.

Those who were "taken away" most of the time became food for the zombies.

"Which building do Luo Zeyan's parents live in?" she asked.

"Old Luo lives in the next building, number 3, on the sixth floor," Li Jingshuo said. "We haven't seen them since the rainstorm."

Lou Fengyue nodded. "No matter what happens outside, don't go out or open the door for anyone. We'll come to pick you up when it's safe outside."

Tao Yi stared at the family photo on the table, her lips trembling, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss, who exactly is that guy surnamed Meng?"

Lou Fengyue didn't answer the question, only saying, "Don't believe him, believe your own son."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure sank back into the shadows of the floor, disappearing silently like a drop of ink falling into water.

Tao Yi covered her mouth, tears streaming silently down her face.

Li Jingshuo gripped the iron pipe tightly, staring at the disappearing figure, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Lou Fengyue silently moved to Building 3, where there were even more survivors—a total of twenty-five.

What's terrifying is that there are also more zombies being kept in captivity.

They are all concentrated on the fourth floor, 6 in total, Class D.

She suppressed her senses and found Luo Zeyan's parents in a small house in a corner on the first floor.

Luo Linyang leaned against the headboard, his calves wrapped in gauze, his face pale.

Lin Xiulan sat on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of cold white porridge. She raised the spoon halfway, but couldn't get the porridge to go in.

They had even less food than Li Yichen's parents; there was only half a bottle of mineral water and a pack of compressed biscuits left in the corner.

The door was locked with three locks from the outside—they were being held in there.

Lou Fengyue emerged from the shadows, startling Lin Xiulan so much that she almost dropped her porridge.

Luo Linyang suddenly opened his eyes and instinctively pulled his wife closer to him.

"Uncle and Aunt, I am Luo Zeyan's high school classmate." Lou Fengyue had met Luo Zeyan's parents at a parent-teacher conference and had some impression of them.

However, Luo's parents were much thinner than she remembered, their faces as white as paper, looking malnourished.

Lou Fengyue took out her phone as usual and brought up the photo: "He's back, at Li Yichen's house."

Lin Xiulan stared at the photo for a moment, then covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes: "Zeyan... Zeyan is back? He's alright?"

"It's nothing." Lou Fengyue glanced at Luo Linyang's leg. "Are you injured?"

"I fell the day before yesterday," Luo Linyang said in a hoarse voice, his lips dry and parched, clearly having been dehydrated for a long time. "I was grazed by the corner of a table and bled. I just wrapped the gauze haphazardly myself, and it seems to be a little inflamed."

Lou Fengyue glanced at the locked door and asked, "How did you get locked here?"

When the topic came up, Lin Xiulan looked saddened. "We originally shared a room with another couple. After Lao Luo fell and got injured, the person in charge of delivering supplies to us said that we were more susceptible to infection because of our injuries, so he wanted to isolate us and locked us up here."

Luo Linyang waved his hand dismissively, "It doesn't really matter whether it's locked or not. We can't get out anyway, and people still bring us food every day, so we won't starve."

Lou Fengyue could roughly guess that the person surnamed Meng thought that the injured person wouldn't recover for long and should be given to the zombies as food first, which was why he locked the person here.

She didn't say much, only told him to keep quiet, and then followed his shadow back to Li Yichen's house.

She didn't even knock; she slipped through the shadows under the door.

Upon seeing the person suddenly appear in front of them, Luo Zeyan and Li Yichen were startled at first, and then hurriedly got up to greet them.

"How is it?" Luo Zeyan asked anxiously.

They both hope to hear news about their parents and fear that it will be bad news.

"They're both alive." Lou Fengyue glanced at his clenched, white hands hanging by his sides, her voice unconsciously softening slightly. "Li Yichen's parents are fine. Your father sprained his leg; it's a little inflamed, but not serious."

Luo Zeyan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tightly clenched fist finally relaxed.

Li Yichen felt a huge weight lifted from his heart, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

He muttered to himself, "Alive... still alive... it's good that I'm alive..."

After the two calmed down a bit, Lou Fengyue told them the general situation she had learned.

"That bastard Meng!" Li Yichen's eyes were bloodshot with rage, his teeth clenched. "He actually raised zombies to increase his strength, treating living people as food! I'll skin him alive!"

Luo Zeyan appeared much more composed, but in reality, he also wanted to tear that Meng man to pieces.

My parents were locked up. If we hadn't come in time today, they might have become food for the zombies!

He looked at Lou Fengyue, "What do you want to do?"

The person surnamed Meng is at least a C-level or higher, possesses dual superpowers, and is very strong.

He hadn't even broken through to C-level yet, and Li Yichen was only a mid-to-late E-level. Together, they could barely hold off the guy surnamed Meng.

The only person who could defeat that freak was Lou Fengyue, whose strength was unfathomable.

The mental energy required for dark-type abilities was much greater than expected. Lou Fengyue took out two bottles of Holy Light Spring Water and tilted her head back to drink it.

After finishing her drink, she tossed aside the two small porcelain bottles, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"Of course, we should wait for the rabbit to run into the tree stump."