"Sister, please take the seat of honor."

Chen Luo asked Hai Ji to sit in the main seat.

This is my sister, show some respect.

Hai Ji simply sat next to Chen Luo, saying that as far as she was concerned, nothing was more important than her little brother.

Chen Luo had been out for more than ten days. Besides, the company held occasional gatherings.

Chen Luo wanted everyone to get together.

Jin Yuanjiang, Xu Qing, Xiong Wenhui, Shu Yun, and other elders were summoned.

Meng Yin and Xiao Yu were also elders.

Long Yu, who had been staying in his own small courtyard, was also called over.

When Long Yu first arrived, he had a messy hairstyle, dark circles under his eyes, and was too lazy to groom himself.

Now, his clothes were clean, his hair was shiny and meticulous.

His complexion was rosy, and he often giggled as he walked over.

Chen Luo wondered if things had worked out between him and Lin Xiyan.

Su Dazhu and Xia Haoran had just returned from outside, and Chen Luo's eyes lit up when he saw them.

The two had changed quite a bit, could it be?

Mi Ling said, "Xiao Yu was lucky and found an eighth-level body-type crystal. I had them exchange their points for it, and after absorbing it, they both reached the seventh level."

Jiang Tiancheng clicked his tongue in amazement. Two seventh-level cultivators, and she said it so casually?

Meng Yin, Zhao Ziyi, and the other three children couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they looked at the dishes that had been brought to the table.

Chen Luo looked around. There were so many people, the table wasn't big enough.

Well, then, one table for the adults and one table for the children. The three of them didn't drink anyway, so a small table could be set up next to them.

The three of them couldn't have been happier.

Once everyone was there, Chen Luo introduced them one by one.

"This is my sister, Hai Ji, level ten."

Jiang Tiancheng, who was drinking water, turned around and spat out all the water in his mouth.

An eighth-level Mi Ling was still within his realm of understanding, but level ten?

Good heavens, was she even human?

How many of him could she beat?

Jiang Tiancheng couldn't believe that the stunningly beautiful Hai Ji possessed such strength.

Hai Ji, however, had a indifferent expression. If it weren't for Chen Luo, someone like Jiang Tiancheng wouldn't even be qualified to sit in front of her.

In another setting, she would have glared him to death with a single look.

Hai Ji didn't even look at Jiang Tiancheng.

Even Jin Yuanjiang and Xu Qing were somewhat horrified, finally understanding Hai Ji's level.

The usually boisterous Xiong Wenhui was also well-behaved in front of Hai Ji.

"This is Xiao Yu, a darkness-type, who can turn invisible and is always out searching for mutants."

"This is Meng Yin, nicknamed Little Agricultural God."

When it was Zhao Ziyi's turn, Zhao Ziyi, remembering how he had just tried to control a toad, only to have the toad climb onto his face, said with a mournful expression.

"I'm useless."

!!!

Ma Yu had prepared a large table of dishes, and Jiang Tiancheng and Jiang Chuxue were even more shocked by the dishes than by the fact that Hai Ji was a level ten cultivator.

Jin Yuanjiang and Xu Qing also kept swallowing their saliva.

Chen Luo smiled and said, "Let's eat."

Everyone started eating, initially a bit reserved, but later the speed increased.

Only two dishes were placed in front of Hai Ji, a stir-fried green vegetable and some soft tofu.

These two dishes had no seasoning at all, and Hai Ji wasn't used to them.

Ma Yu had figured out Hai Ji's tastes.

Fortunately, Ma Yu's skills were extraordinary, and she could make the dishes taste good even without seasoning.

Long Yu scratched his head. These people were gluttons, he couldn't compete with them.

Long Yu's eyes darted around, "I'll go to the children's table."

Long Yu turned his head and saw that if Jin Yuanjiang and the others were gluttons, then Meng Yin and the three of them were starving ghosts.

Meng Yin and the three of them looked at Long Yu warily.

Long Yu said sheepishly, "I'll just sit here."

Of course, Ma Yu had made enough food, and there was still a little left.

Jin Yuanjiang shamelessly wanted to pack some up to take to his pregnant wife.

Long Yu suddenly woke up, I need to take some for Lin Xiyan too.

Don't you dare grab this chicken claw.

After the meal, Chen Luo inquired about the situation.

Except for the logistics members, the combat members, with very few exceptions, had all advanced to level five.

The zombies, like a timed program, had advanced to level five on the road back to Chen Luo.

However, only about two-fifths of the zombies had advanced to level five, and the rest would remain permanently at level four.

In at most a year, all of these level four zombies would be cleared out by the survivors.

The rainstorm was three or four days earlier than Chen Luo remembered, but Chen Luo didn't mind, he only remembered the approximate time.

The rain was torrential, and standing in the open air would soak you in seconds.

The rainstorm in Shendu was relatively small and only lasted about a week.

It was much worse in some areas.

The weather made visibility poor and was not suitable for going out, so everyone rested.

After the rainstorm, there would be an even more difficult era.

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"Ouch."

Yuri grimaced. The injuries from being struck by lightning last time hadn't healed yet, and his body still ached.

Yuri opened a bowl of instant noodles, but his heart was trembling with apprehension.

Sure enough, besides the noodles, there was still no seasoning.

Yuri cried.

"This is a sin! It's been more than a week, and not a single packet of instant noodles has seasoning."

"Before the apocalypse, I would definitely complain, sob."

Seeing a packet of pickled vegetables, Yuri cried again.

"Sob, finally there is some."

Yuri couldn't wait to tear open the packet of pickled vegetables and put it in the instant noodles, but he saw a black fingernail in the pickled vegetables.

Yuri's face also turned black. Damn it, his mentality was collapsing.

The rainstorm came, and Yuri shivered.

"Is it going to thunder again?"

The rain grew heavier and heavier. Yuri was in a remote old residential area, and soon there was a shallow accumulation of water in the area.

What Yuri feared, being struck by lightning again, didn't happen, but the building collapsed.

He didn't know why, but this somewhat old building collapsed.

Do you know how scary that is?

Yuri, who was on the sixth floor, fell with the building.

This wasn't enough to kill Yuri, who was already at level seven.

Yuri struggled to crawl out of the rubble, and just as he poked his head out, a bolt of lightning struck Yuri's head with precision.

Yuri passed out and was washed by the rainstorm.

When he woke up again, Yuri was spitting out black gas, looking for his supplies that had been soaked in water.

These were all supplies he had accumulated for a long time, and it wouldn't be easy to find them again.

Yuri changed buildings, and just as he finished moving everything and was about to catch his breath, the building collapsed again.

"Cough cough."

Yuri broke down.

"Come on, strike me with lightning again, just kill me! Why did you let me live? This life is unbearable!"

A large rock fell down, hitting Yuri's head squarely.

Yuri had already lost all hope.

"Why? Why is this happening? From a certain day onwards, I've been constantly unlucky."

"Is all the bad luck of eight lifetimes concentrated on me?"

Yuri was too lazy to struggle and lay趴着 in the rubble.

Three toads ran over. These were all controlled by Yuri.

Looking at these toads, Yuri suddenly smiled morbidly, "Come on, dance for your big brother to see."

This was one of Yuri's post-apocalyptic pleasures.

The three toads swayed left and right, and the comical movements eased Yuri's heart.

One of the toads was twisting its butt behind Yuri, when suddenly, a stream of black liquid squirted out of its body towards Yuri's face.

Yuri didn't react at all.

The smell of the liquid was unbearably foul.

Yuri completely collapsed.

"I'm going to write the word 'miserable' on my face."