Their eyes met, and emotions filled the air. They were deeply in love, and this special training brought them even closer together.

The teaching process depicts Wan'er's transformation from a frail girl into a strong woman. She learns self-defense techniques and also learns to bravely face difficulties and dangers.

They originally planned to leave in three days, but on the sixth day, the terrifying floodwaters reached the 123rd floor of the hotel. All the survivors fled in fear to other rooms on the 124th and 125th floors for refuge.

For the next six days, the two practiced frantically in the spacious living room after each meal, ignoring the terrified screams of the survivors next door.

As her sparring partner, Junjue kept a close eye on Wan'er's progress. Every time Wan'er made a move, Junjue would carefully observe her technique, noticing that her movements were becoming increasingly sharp, which filled him with satisfaction.

They didn't exchange many words, but their eyes revealed deep encouragement. Junjue understood that in this cruel apocalypse, he needed to be Wan'er's strong support, while Wan'er also needed to continuously improve her strength to protect herself.

Every time Wan'er unleashed a new attack move and mastered a new skill, the Duke would applaud and cheer for her.

His eyes were filled with admiration and appreciation for Wan'er; his girl was truly brave and incredibly hardworking.

Wan'er could also feel Junjue's encouragement, and she hoped to prove with her own strength that she could protect this love.

During practice, Wan'er gradually found a unique style and rhythm.

Her attacks became more agile and ruthless, each strike hitting a vital point. Wan'er's physical abilities and reaction speed also improved significantly.

She is no longer the weak and helpless girl who was relentlessly bitten by mutated mosquitoes. She now possesses self-defense skills to protect herself and various sharp attack methods.

Junjue watched Wan'er's every attack quietly, his heart filled with satisfaction.

He knew that this battle in the apocalypse would not be easy, but Wan'er had become strong enough, with better means of survival and attack, and she was able to survive in this cruel world.

On the final day of practice, Wan'er's performance exceeded Junjue's expectations. Every move she made accurately struck the target Junjue had given her, making him feel that he could no longer withstand her attacks.

"Wan'er, you've really grown a lot stronger in these six days. I'm so happy and proud of you," Junjue exclaimed, his eyes filled with pride and admiration as he looked at Wan'er.

Wan'er smiled and gently took Junjue's hand. "You have always encouraged and supported me, making me stronger. Without you, I could not have achieved what I have today."

Junjue held Wan'er's hand tightly, feeling the warmth emanating from her palm. He knew that what they had built was not just love, but a relationship of mutual protection and growth.

They relied on each other and faced the challenges of the apocalypse together. As Wan'er's guardian, Junjue watched her grow up, his heart filled with unwavering faith.

They will continue to fight side by side, and no matter how great the difficulties they encounter, they believe that as long as they protect each other, they will be able to get through every dark moment.

This period of practice has made them more convinced that love is not just sweet words and hugs, but also a force for mutual support and growth.

They will continue to work hard to create a better future for each other. In this apocalyptic world, they will define their lives with love and protection.

After more than two months of continuous torrential rain and strong winds, the luxury hotel where Junjue and his girlfriend Wan'er were staying became a prison of floodwaters.

The hotel, located in the city center, occupies a vast area and has 125 floors. However, the power of this flood exceeded everyone's expectations.

The raging floodwaters, like a raging beast, wantonly devoured everything around the hotel.

The raging floodwaters spread rapidly, heading straight for the hotel, poised to unleash their fury. Wan'er and Junjue could only helplessly watch out the window, witnessing the white waves crashing and the storm raging.

The floodwaters surged into the hotel like a tidal wave, wave after wave, breaking through all defenses. Rooms on each floor were submerged one after another, and the survivors were forced to flee to higher ground.

Finally, the floodwaters rose to the 124th floor, forcing everyone to the top floor.

On the 125th floor, the survivors stared in horror at the terrifying scene outside their windows.

The floodwaters surged in, and floating corpses drifted leisurely in the waves. Everyone trembled, their faces contorted with fear and despair, as they desperately climbed upwards, whispering in terror.

"What should we do? Why hasn't the government come to our aid? It's been more than two months."

"I don't want to die here! I'm so young, I really don't want to die!"

"What can we do if we don't want to die? We don't have any assault boats here, let alone large speedboats."

"So what if we have one? It's bad enough that there are raging storms outside, but there are also terrifying, extreme floods. Can we even sail out to find a place with high ground? Who would dare to drive a speedboat?"

After saying this, the survivor thought in fear that after more than two months of continuous torrential rain and strong winds, the hotel where all the survivors were staying had been plunged into terrible flooding.

The hotel was 125 stories high, but the raging floodwaters had already submerged 124 floors, leaving only the top 125 floors standing. All the survivors were forced to huddle together there, each staring in terror at the surging floodwaters outside.

The floodwaters pounded against the hotel's exterior walls, creating a deafening roar. The massive torrent of water, like a demon, violently and mercilessly tore apart everything in its path.

Various pale, swollen corpses floated on the floodwaters, drifting on the surface like soulless ghosts, a chilling sight.

Unable to escape the horrific scene before them, the survivors talked to each other, their expressions filled with despair and fear.

"What exactly is going on with this natural disaster? When will it stop? Otherwise, this building will be completely submerged in a day." A middle-aged man asked in a trembling voice.

"We don't know, maybe this storm will last for at least a few months!" another young woman replied, trembling.

The woman held her husband's hand tightly, trying to offer him some comfort.

However, her husband himself was also unable to calm down. When he saw the terrifying flood outside, he turned pale and trembled all over.

They had thought the hotel was a safe haven, but they never imagined the flood would be so powerful that even huge buildings couldn't stop it.