Infinite game, this punishment is fantastic!

The young man instantly realized what Chen Yang was about to do, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"No! No! Don't kill me!"

The young man struggled frantically, his voice shrill with fear:

"I was forced into it! If I didn't rob others, I would starve to death. I didn't intend to kill anyone... I'm innocent, please spare me!"

He kicked and clawed at Chen Yang's shoulder, desperately trying to escape.

But Chen Yang's hand was like an iron clamp, pressing down hard on his waist.

Under the absolute suppression of 14 points of power, the youth's struggle seemed ridiculous and powerless, like a chicken being pressed down on a chopping board.

Chen Yang ignored his pleas, his eyes were cold, and he didn't even blink.

"Big brother, spare me! I just wanted to scare you, I really didn't mean to kill you!"

Faced with the young man's heart-wrenching pleas for mercy, Chen Yang remained expressionless, his eyes cold.

He didn't bother to say a word, grabbed the other person by the collar, and hurled him forcefully out onto the balcony.

"what!"

A piercing scream tore through the night, followed by a splash as a large spray of water erupted from the floodwaters below.

"If you hadn't hit me on the head so hard, I would have believed you."

After saying that, Chen Yang spat down.

Chen Yang sneezed out the window and casually wiped the blood seeping from his forehead.

Wang Lei and the other two behind him watched this scene, and then glanced at the striking wound on Chen Yang's forehead. The last bit of reluctance in their hearts vanished.

In this world, being merciful to your enemies is tantamount to taking your own life. Chen Yang did the right thing.

"Brother Chen, why are you downstairs?" Wang Lei quickly stepped forward to ask.

"I can't lie here any longer, I'm going down to find some supplies."

Chen Yang spoke calmly.

"We can't just rely on you to support us."

After saying that, he walked back to the living room and casually kicked the backpack left by the young man to Wang Lei's feet.

Wang Lei picked up the bag, opened it, saw the supplies inside, and carefully put them away.

"Come with us, or you'll be vulnerable to ambush if you're alone," Zhu Yong suggested.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang thought for a moment and did not refuse.

It's now difficult to trigger a state of negative entropy using only daily chemical products like soap and laundry detergent.

It's better to stick with the team.

After joining up with Wang Lei and the other two, the four of them acted quickly and soon searched the entire 32nd floor.

Even including the stolen goods seized from that young man, the total spoils spread out on the ground still looked rather meager:

Seven bags of potato chips of different brands, two compressed biscuits, a small bag of loose rice, two bottles of mineral water, and half a bottle of cola.

Looking at the meager stockpile, all three except Chen Yang had rather somber expressions.

"It seems... we have no choice but to go to the 31st floor." Wang Lei sighed.

The food on the ground was not enough to sustain the four of them for seven days.

A moment later, the four of them stood at the entrance to the staircase leading to the 31st floor.

As expected, this floor was also locked tightly by an iron gate.

Wang Lei and the other two looked at each other, and finally all turned to look at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang remained silent and took a few steps back.

An hour had passed since his last attack, and his strength had naturally recovered to 3 points.

"Bang!"

A dull thud suddenly rang out.

[Your muscle has suffered a minor tear. Temporary Strength +1, Duration: 1 hour]

Chen Yang, like a silent beast, began mechanically and repeatedly ramming the iron gate at full speed.

Even after seeing Chen Yang break through the goal so violently for the second time, Wang Lei and his teammates still felt their scalps tingle.

The scene was incredibly intense; every impact was filled with a ruthless, reckless ferocity.

In their eyes, Chen Yang was like an iron man who felt no pain.

In fact, with his terrifying physique of 45 points, this level of impact was really no different from a tickle to Chen Yang.

A few minutes later, as the impacts continued to accumulate, Chen Yang's temporary strength had reached 8 points.

With a sickening metallic clang, the thick iron gate, along with its chains, was slammed into and deformed.

Immediately afterwards, with a few crisp snapping sounds, the expansion bolts, deeply embedded in the concrete, were pulled out by brute force.

Boom!

The unsupported iron railing rolled down the stairs, making a series of heavy thuds.

The passage leading to the 31st floor was forcefully opened by Chen Yang using his shoulder.

Compared to the struggle he faced on the rooftop, Chen Yang now seemed to be handling it with ease.

Because his physical condition had improved significantly, he didn't even have to catch his breath from such a high-intensity impact.

Seeing Chen Yang once again using such brute force, bordering on self-harm, to forcibly clear a path, Wang Lei and the other two almost had their eyes pop out.

Although the appearance of the Infinite Game had shattered their worldview, Chen Yang's performance was far beyond the scope of human understanding.

"Brother Chen..."

Wang Lei's throat was a little dry, and he couldn't help but shout out.

Chen Yang turned his head and saw Wang Lei giving him a thumbs up with an expression of admiration, looking at him as if he were a living, breathing superhero.

After descending to the 31st floor, the four of them clearly divided their tasks and skillfully began a thorough search.

This time we're lucky.

They found a whole box of unopened compressed biscuits in a resident's storage room.

Although this box of food was dry and tasteless, it was extremely high in calories, which immediately solved the problem of food for the four people for the next week.

"We have enough food for now, but what about the water..."

Zhu Yong frowned, looking at the few bottles of mineral water and drinks he had left, his face full of worry.

In this situation, the lack of water is more deadly than the lack of food.

"Water is not difficult to obtain."

Chen Yang glanced at the empty corridor and calmly analyzed:

"Go inside the building and find some long ropes and empty buckets to make a simple water hanging device."

Since the area below hasn't been flooded yet, we can simply pump up the rainwater or accumulated water from outside through the stairwell.

In addition, everyone should collect more wooden furniture and store it in the stairwell between the 32nd floor and the rooftop, where it won't get wet in the rain.

When the time comes, we can chop the wood for firewood and boil the water to drink; at least that will ensure we don't get sick.

These words were so logical and clear that the three men, who had been frowning, immediately nodded in agreement.

Unbeknownst to them, Chen Yang had become the backbone of the group.

"Brother Chen really thought of everything!"

Once the plan was finalized, the four of them stopped wasting time and immediately began packing the supplies and moving them to the rooftop in batches.

However, when the four of them returned to the rooftop carrying large and small bags of supplies, they found that something was wrong.

At the only exit leading to the rooftop, seven or eight people were vaguely seen guarding it.

These people had obviously been waiting for a long time, their eyes greedily fixed on the backpacks and the box of compressed biscuits in Chen Yang's arms.

"Yo, you're finally back!"

The leader, a scarred-faced man, glanced sideways at the group and called out in a flippant tone:

"Hey guys, you guys got there first and got a head start, you must have taken a lot of supplies from this whole floor, right?"