While he was wondering, he saw the money tree move a little closer to Su Luo, its crown bending slightly and seemingly whispering something in Su Luo's ear. From a distance, it looked as if the tree was embracing Su Luo. If one ignored the fact that this was the apocalypse, it looked exactly like a scene from an idol drama that he used to scoff at.

After hearing the words "Wishing you prosperity," Su Luo turned slightly to look at the two silent people and said, "Come with me."

What happened next was something neither Lin Shuyu nor Zhang Miaomiao had anticipated. Passing through North Zone 2, they should have reached the end of the park, where there should have been an undeveloped, dense forest. However, following Su Luo as they climbed over the wall of North Zone 2, they were surprised to find not a lush, overgrown forest, but rather…

When did a warehouse appear in this industrial park?

Unlike the cleanliness inside the industrial park, as soon as they climbed over the wall, they smelled a thick stench of blood in the air. The soft, rotten texture under their shoes felt like stepping on piles of rotten flesh—sticky, soft, and nauseating.

Zhang Miaomiao, who was trying to suppress her nausea, looked up and saw Su Luo sitting comfortably on a thick branch of the money tree, her feet not touching the ground, avoiding the disgusting things.

Noticing Zhang Miaomiao's gaze, Su Luo smiled and patted the spot next to her, as if asking, "Want to come up?"

Come up?

That's great!

Without a word, the naive Zhang Miaomiao scrambled up the money tree and sat down next to Su Luo. She didn't notice Su Luo's foxy smile and waved to her captain, signaling him to come up too.

"Captain, you're coming up too?"

"This place is spacious enough to fit another person!"