Survival in the apocalypse: I exploited a bug in an infinite dungeon.

She didn't want to share a tent with others, which is why she kept a close eye on her surroundings.

I'm afraid that mutated plants will sprout up near the apartment.

In the end, they still couldn't stop it.

With a sigh in her heart, she flew away into the distance.

After the shelter was established, most people gathered in the vicinity.

She didn't want to be crammed together with so many people; she just wanted to be by herself.

Finally, they found a relatively undamaged building away from crowded areas to use as a temporary shelter.

This is a three-story shop.

The third and first floors are dilapidated, and the stairs are blocked.

The second floor appeared to be intact, and the interior space did not show any signs of collapse.

If someone wants to come in, they can only fly in through the second-floor window.

It saves a lot of trouble.

There are three rooms in total: one is a bathroom, one is the owner's living quarters, and one is a kitchen.

Most of the rooms in the kitchen and bedrooms have been emptied, and only the furniture remains.

This benefits Shi Jinwei.

Only a small portion of her belongings remained in the apartment; most were kept in the living space.

Take your things out; you can stay here for another month without any problem.

Now that I've relaxed, I realize I'm covered in sweat.

The temperature is still above 40 degrees Celsius, and it's even more stuffy indoors.

She was still wearing thick protective clothing.

If I hadn't adapted to this kind of weather in the high-temperature dungeon, I would have suffered from heatstroke by now.

She took out a simple air purifier and placed it on the table before taking off her protective suit and gas mask.

Actually, she also has a purification necklace, so she can go out without wearing protective clothing.

But the zombie virus infection is too terrifying; you could get infected if you're not careful.

Therefore, everyone should wear protective clothing as much as possible when fighting.

She was almost soaked through. She took out a large basin and some water that had been boiled beforehand.

I hung blackout curtains on the window to block out the light from outside, and then washed my whole body with a towel inside the room.

I felt refreshed after changing into clean clothes.

Then he took out ice from his spatial storage and placed it in a corner of the room, and threw the sleeping bag onto the empty wooden bed.

After eating a little something, she fell asleep.

This time, Shi Jinwei had another dream.

The images in my dream became much clearer:

It was a very prosperous city.

It's not much different from first-tier cities before the apocalypse.

The technology, however, is much more advanced.

A colorful projection screen appeared in mid-air.

Cars that can fly shuttle between skyscrapers.

People walk on the streets with happy expressions on their faces.

Then, the sky suddenly darkened...

Shi Jinwei looked up at the sky, but her dream came to an abrupt end.

She rubbed her forehead as she got out of bed, her head feeling dizzy.

I checked the time; it was already evening.

This dream was much clearer than the last one, and she remembered more of it.

The city looked like something out of a science fiction movie, full of technology and cyberpunk style.

It was completely different from reality, yet it had a strange sense of familiarity.

Not knowing why she had such a dream, Shi Jinwei got up and poured herself a glass of water.

I drew back the curtains; everything outside had returned to calm.

The tents in the shelters were also affected this time, and the authorities couldn't provide any more supplies.

Ordinary people can only sleep in the open air.

Anyway, at this temperature, it's impossible to catch a cold, just avoid heatstroke.

So when she looked through her binoculars, she could see many people lying in the open air, fast asleep.

The anxiety and worry about insomnia completely disappeared afterward.

Everything has returned to peace and tranquility, which brings a sense of calm to those who see it.

On the twenty-fifth day of the game, the "weak magnetism" finally disappeared.

When everyone saw the protective shield above their heads reappear, they were almost moved to tears of joy.

However, apart from not needing to wear protective clothing, communications have still not been restored.

The building where the jamming device was located was also damaged, and everyone has to be careful until the jamming device is repaired.

However, there is also good news—the mutated animals hunted by the superhumans can now be purified by purifiers.

The food problem for everyone has been temporarily resolved.

With everything in ruins and in need of rebuilding, the authorities organized ordinary people to clean up the base in preparation for reconstruction.

The patrol team, ordinary soldiers, and those with civil engineering abilities remained in the city.

The other superhumans went out to clear away the newly grown mutated plants and wandering zombie beasts.

Some players joined voluntarily.

Some people, thinking there were only two days left, were too lazy to move and decided to find a quiet place to stay.

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.

People's hope was rekindled, and everyone was full of energy.

As night fell, darkness finally descended.

The temperature returned to normal within a day.

People lit bonfires and laughed continuously.

Even though they were surrounded by ruins, they were happy.

This kind of atmosphere is very contagious, and players unconsciously relax.

Shi Jinwei's drone is now usable.

She let the drone fly around outside and, finding nothing unusual, went to bed early.

The noise outside had no effect on her at all.

On the twenty-sixth day of the game, everyone got up early to get to work.

Shi Jinwei continued to stay in the building.

The cleanup started from the central area and proceeded outwards.

At this rate, she won't be able to clear this area before the game ends.

Gou felt at ease and justified.

Life seems to have returned to what it was like in the first few days.

In the afternoon, she launched her drone out for patrols as usual.

From the transmitted voices, someone said, "Be careful, there are quite a few sinkholes."

"It's all because of these damn plants, they're always sprouting from the ground, damn it," another person cursed.

After the mutated plant is killed, its roots and stems remain underground and need to be cleared away.

After they die, their root systems lose activity, and some of them shrink.

This caused the surrounding ground to loosen, resulting in a sinkhole.

Everyone needs to be extremely careful when cleaning.

If you're lucky, nothing will happen; if you're unlucky, you might step on a spot where the roots have passed by and get stuck.

The deepest parts could be tens of meters.

For an ordinary person, falling down and becoming paralyzed on one side is considered a good outcome.

Many people lost their lives.

If people find a sinkhole while moving things, they will make a mark to warn others.

Shi Jinwei hadn't paid any attention to this matter at first.

It wasn't until they saw wisps of black smoke rising from some of the sinkholes through the drone that they realized something was wrong.

These black wisps are very faint and weak; they are almost imperceptible to the naked eye unless you look closely.

This very point reminded her of an important issue that is easily overlooked:

If these plants eat people with their roots, then how many skeletons are buried underground?

When they dug up the roots of the Welwitschia mirabilis last time, they could see a black mist on the roots.

This suggests that the white bones on the roots are likely also related to the black mist.

Alternatively, if the number of corpses absorbed by the root system reaches a certain level, black mist may also be generated.

If we follow this true direction downwards, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Thinking of this, Shi Jinwei did not hesitate at all.

I put on protective clothing and swept everything in the room into the space.

They flew out of the window, their target the nearest sinkhole.