The so-called mirror world is nothing more than a reflection of the world. Here, flowers, trees and plants will not wither, food will not rot, and wind and snow will not invade.

Like a beautiful dream.

"Captain Ye, shall we go out again?" A woman approached Ye Shaoheng with a bouquet of flowers, her cheeks flushed, and hesitated before speaking: "Did you... find the way this time?"

"Huh? Don't use honorifics, I'm really not used to it." Ye Shaoheng dismounted from his horse, and the steel steed disappeared in an instant: "Don't worry, I will definitely find the way."

"Hmm...hmm." The woman's gaze was somewhat evasive.

"What's wrong?" Ye Shaoheng asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing, it's just that some people... seem to have no desire to leave." The woman murmured, "There's no apocalypse here, no hunger, and no snowstorm...maybe it's not so bad."

Ye Shaoheng frowned, about to reprimand him, but swallowed the words back. In the end, he just took a deep breath, turned his face away, and said nothing.

If Shi Yin were here, she certainly wouldn't offer such meaningless advice. If Grandpa were here, he would definitely be able to pinpoint the problem.

His baseless accusations are useless and no different from venting his frustrations.

"No matter what, I will not give up on finding a way out." Ye Shaoheng put it another way: "When I find a way out, those who want to follow can follow, and those who don't want to stay here, I won't force them."

After saying that, without waiting for the woman to say anything more, Ye Shaoheng walked towards the library.

They found a relatively comfortable spot in a downtown residential area with a park and fitness area, next to Beijing's largest library.

Over the past few days, Ye Shaoheng explored the entire area and discovered that it was a safe zone next to the Doomsday Beacon.

Ye Shaoheng tried to walk towards the doomsday beacon, but found that the area around this static safe zone was surrounded by a sandstorm. He couldn't see the way ahead, couldn't breathe, and the sand scraped against his armor, making a harsh friction sound. An ordinary person probably wouldn't last more than a minute.

The library was abandoned, and in reality, when everyone evacuated to the safe zone, no one thought about the library's maintenance anymore.

Ye Shaoheng once passed by and went inside to take a look. These books were lucky; the zombies didn't seem to have any interest in them, so they were well preserved.

In the mirror world, this place is replicated exactly.

Ye Shaoheng entered the library, and as soon as his armor disappeared, he slumped down in a chair by the round table, looking utterly defeated. The armor was very heavy, and he had to spend more than twelve hours exploring it every day. In the past few days, he had felt very exhausted.

"Hey, Nanzhu, can you help me out and talk to those people outside?" Ye Shaoheng said, a little annoyed. "You just stay in this library all day and do nothing."

Nan Zhu was sitting on the other side of the table, flipping through a book. The surroundings were very clean, and sunlight streamed through the glass. If one did not know that something was amiss, the scene would have been absolutely picturesque.

"Why try to persuade them?" Nan Zhu calmly turned a page of his book: "Survival of the fittest in nature. If they are willing, then staying here is a good thing."

"This is clearly a hallucination created by some strange monster. What's the difference between it and a dream? This is definitely not going to work." Ye Shaoheng immediately objected. "Although I don't know what will happen, we'll definitely die, right?"

“Yes, but you don’t have the right to wake someone up from their dreams, do you?” Nan Zhu glanced at Ye Shaoheng. “There’s no danger here. Captain Ye, you’re not going to use protecting the people as an excuse to force them out of bed, are you?”

"I..." Ye Shaoheng opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute it, so he could only shut his mouth in frustration.

"So we're just going to stay here?" Ye Shaoheng was a little discouraged. "Nanzhu, you're also a citizen of this country. Protecting our citizens is our duty."

“Rejected. I am Miss Shi Yin’s person, and only hers. I am not like you.” Nan Zhu closed the book, and Ye Shaoheng then realized that Nan Zhu was actually looking at a musical score.

"You, you're treating human life like dirt, that's wrong..." Ye Shaoheng weakly retorted, "It feels like you don't care about them at all. Aren't you a diplomat?"

“Yes, I don’t care about them, I hate them.” Nan Zhu picked up the sheet music and put the book back, seemingly completely unconcerned about what she had said.

"Hey, Nanzhu, are you serious?" Ye Shaoheng was taken aback.

“Fragile, ungrateful, impulsive, forgetful and brainless, breaking rules without considering the consequences.” Nan Zhu picked up another book and flipped through it casually: “I can’t find a reason to care about them.”

“But, Nanzhu, these are ordinary people. You can’t expect ordinary people to never make mistakes.” Ye Shaoheng disagreed: “For example, there’s a little girl who just wants to find her mother. She has no family and doesn’t know anything.”

"That's none of my business. I'm not interested in ordinary people at all." Nan Zhu said expressionlessly, "I'm a pure egoist who admires the powerful."

"You, your usual easygoing attitude was all an act, wasn't it?" Ye Shaoheng was quite angry: "You arrogant person."

“This is self-cultivation.” Nan Zhu also raised his eyes, and it was clear from his brows that his patience had been rapidly waning these past few days.

When Nan Zhu first met Shi Yin, he had to admit that he looked down on her and acted with a mocking and even frivolous attitude.

However, before he could do anything, Shi Yin used her overwhelming power to make him realize the gap between them, making him willing to become her follower.

Although he didn't know why, Shi Yin had a strange aura that strongly attracted him.

Shi Yin did not teach him any special abilities, and Nan Zhu understood Shi Yin's meaning.

Once a superhuman becomes powerful, they must be sent out to carry out missions. Superhumans are a minority for ordinary people, but Shi Yin needs someone with brains to keep abreast of the overall situation for her. Only ordinary people will be left behind. Therefore, Nan Zhu also intends to hide.

However, Ye Shaoheng's outings in the past few days have only served to demonstrate the complexity of the situation here.

Ordinary people who come here are already quite content and don't want to leave, but Nan Zhu has a strange and sharp sense of crisis that makes him uncomfortable every day.

He really had no interest in wasting time with ordinary people.

Nan Zhu put down his book and went up the stairs to the rooftop. In the shadows lay an ancient zither. His friend wanted to study it, and just as Nan Zhu was picking up the zither, he was captured along with it.

"Zheng—"

Nan Zhu plucked the strings, but he played very clumsily. He had hardly studied this instrument in depth. However, Nan Zhu was not sure what his special ability was. He could only vaguely sense it when he played the zither.

"Tsk, what exactly is this space?" For the first time in his life, Nan Zhu couldn't suppress his inner irritation. He hated being overwhelmed by the unknown.

Apart from Shi Yin, he has never lost in his life.

“Everything here seems still, the food is definitely fine, and time is flowing normally.” Nan Zhu pondered, “But why is this place so dangerous? It’s like…”

"Just like you, neither of us are good people, right?"