For many consecutive years of eternal night, the fortress has absorbed almost all the talent in this safe zone, leaving behind only useless people, or rather, people who have lost their value.

So, taking advantage of the emergence of the infectious virus, a final round of screening and elimination was carried out, and those who survived were the ones who entered the final fortress.

So it is said that...

This eternal night may very well be the last.

...

…

Because they needed to conserve their energy, the hunters finished their tasks and returned to their positions to sleep.

Wang Lan also wanted to get some rest, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she was wide awake and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

So they went outside the cave to breathe some fresh air.

Unexpectedly, Sun Muchen also came out. "Brother, why aren't you asleep?"

Wang Lan shook her head and said, "There are too many people. I can't help but worry that they might stab me while I'm asleep. You should go to sleep. I'll keep an eye on them for you."

Sun Muchen sighed, "Never mind, their snoring is too loud, it's so noisy."

Wang Lan's eyes darted around, and she asked, "Are you full?"

Sun Muchen's eyes lit up, and he stared intently at Wang Lan.

Wang Lan said, "Snoring means you're sleeping soundly. How about... I get you something to eat, and we can eat before we go to sleep?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Muchen nodded excitedly, but then shook his head, "Maybe we should forget it. Those people are too fiercely protective of their food."

"Tch," Wang Lan raised an eyebrow, "You underestimate me, don't you? Do you know what I rely on for hunting?"

"luck?"

"Pah!" Wang Lan rolled her eyes at him. "It's about ability!"

Sun Muchen asked, somewhat puzzled, "What kind of strength?"

Wang Lan chuckled, "The ability to launch a sneak attack."

Sun Muchen was even more confused, "What does this have to do with cooking?"

“Of course!” Wang Lan said. “You need to understand that the most important thing about a sneak attack is… stealing!”