"Alright! Then I'll continue to focus on recovering!" Shangguan Wan'er got off the bed, put on her shoes, and slowly started walking.

The ruler carefully observed her, and if he found that she was not feeling well, he would quickly carry her back to bed so that she could continue to rest.

Seeing that Wan'er wasn't having much trouble walking, except for her right leg which was a little weak, and that everything else was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wan'er, it seems you're recovering well. Drink more fish soup these next few days to nourish yourself, and you should be able to walk without any problems in a few more days."

"Hmm! I'm fine all over now, but I'm still a little hesitant to put weight on my right foot."

Four days passed quickly. During these four days, Junjue did not go anywhere but stayed at the hotel, taking good care of his girlfriend.

Shangguan Wan'er was able to walk again after seven days of rest due to her foot injury.

That morning, the two of them ate breakfast to their hearts' content. After feeding the two dogs, Shangguan Wan'er was worried about the dangers of the approaching black smog. She wanted to take advantage of the four days to have Junjue collect as many things as possible to bring back to the capital.

She glanced at her boyfriend who was packing his things beside her and said with a smile:

"My lord, the scabs on my foot have almost healed. Let's pack up and head to our next destination now!"

The Duke stopped what he was doing and asked with concern:

"Wan'er, is your foot really alright? We don't need to rush, should we rest for a few more days before we go?"

"No need, there are only four days left before the smog starts, let's pack up and leave now!" Shangguan Wan'er said firmly.

He stroked his girlfriend's soft hair and gently agreed.

"Alright then! Wait here for me for a bit."

After Junjue finished speaking, he put everything in the hotel into his spatial storage.

A dozen minutes later, looking at the room that had gone from having everything to being completely bare, he tossed the last doghouse into his spatial storage and said to the girl beside him:

"Wan'er, everything is packed, we can leave now."

"Are you sure your legs can really support you? How about I help you?"

"It's much better now. Although it still hurts a little, I can fight without any problem," Wan'er quickly refused.

What a joke! It's so embarrassing for a grown person to be carried like that!

"Let's go!" Junjue teleported Wan'er and her two dogs to the first floor of the hotel, then took out a map to see their next destination.

Junjue held Wan'er's hand tightly, and with two stray dogs by his side, stood at the entrance of the dilapidated hotel, the surrounding area utterly destroyed by the past floods and tsunamis.

"Wan'er, I've collected everything in this city. We need to move on to the next city; there should be more resources there."

Junjue's voice was firm and determined, but his eyes revealed a hint of weariness and helplessness.

Wan'er nestled close to Junjue, her flowing hair falling across her forehead, and replied in a weak voice:

Okay, let's go together.

It's been over four months since the natural disaster struck, and we don't know how much food is left in the world.

Today's resources are completely non-renewable; what will happen to everyone in the future?

Five black daylilies squatted at Junjue's feet, faithfully watching their two masters, as if silently vowing to follow them forever and fight alongside them to the very end.

Junjue gently patted the dog's head, a hint of gratitude and relief flashing in his eyes. He looked down at the map, his brows furrowed, pondering his next move.

"Wan'er, although resources are non-renewable, there will be more mutated creatures after we pass through. As long as you have the ability, you will not starve to death."

Although that stuff was hard to swallow, it was still better than starving to death!

"Which way should we go?" Wan'er asked gently, her voice tinged with anxiety and worry.

The Duke raised his head, gazed intently into Wan'er's eyes, and then gently tightened his grip on her hand. His gaze conveyed calmness and reassurance.

"The next major city is Pingzhou, a first-tier city located 300 kilometers from here."

We need to traverse this dilapidated city and teleport to the road to the next city.

Then we collected resources and teleported along the way. "The Lord's voice conveyed a sense of determination.

Wan'er bit her lip tightly, looking at Junjue's face, her heart filled with trust and reliance on him.

No matter how many difficulties and challenges lie ahead, she firmly believes that as long as they are united, they will be able to overcome the difficulties.

I believe in you, Your Majesty.

Let's get moving before the smog arrives in four days!

No matter what happens, we must face it together and overcome it together. Wan'er's voice carried a hint of determination and courage.

Junjue smiled slightly, holding Wan'er's hand tightly, his eyes filled with affection and happiness.

Together they stepped out of the hotel and onto the road outside, embarking on an unknown journey.

The sky gradually cleared, and sunlight shone through the gaps in the dark clouds onto them, like a warm ray of sunshine.

They walked through the ruins of city after city, witnessing countless periods of decay and destruction.

But they were not deterred by these sights; on the contrary, they became even more determined to move forward.

They are no longer fighting alone, but warriors with each other and two loyal dogs as companions.

Their love and courage will shine the brightest light in this collapsing world.

They knew that as long as there was a glimmer of warmth and hope, they would persevere.

They believe that no matter how many storms and difficulties lie ahead, as long as they hold each other's hands tightly, they will be able to meet the challenges of the future.

Junjue examined the map carefully for a while, then said gently, "Wan'er, there is a small town fifty kilometers away from here, and there are several others along the way. Let's go through that place first to collect supplies before heading to Pingzhou City."

Wan'er thought about how the world would become more and more terrifying in the future, and said to her boyfriend, "Okay! Who knows when resources will be able to be replenished again."

Now we collect everything we see—food, clothes, household items—we take it all.

Junjue held Wan'er's hand with one hand and picked up the two dogs with the other, and the scene changed instantly.

After five quick teleports, the two people and two dogs arrived at the first small town.

Seeing how small the place was, the ruler didn't want to linger. He simply opened his spatial storage and collected everything within a six-kilometer radius before heading to the next city to continue gathering supplies.

Others collect things for food and drink, but Junjue collects everything from toothpicks to usable shelves, trucks, steel, cement, and factory machinery—anything usable and edible is stored in his space.

Several hours later, the two of them had collected data from eight or nine towns in quick succession before they stopped to walk.

The Duke glanced at the map and asked:

"Wan'er, we've teleported 220 kilometers in the last few hours."

There are no towns for the remaining 80 kilometers. Should we take a car and walk, observing the situation along the way?