Suddenly, a loud crash was heard, and part of the hotel was destroyed by the flood. The survivors' panic immediately reached its peak, and they began desperately searching for reliable shelter.

"What should we do?" The woman's voice trembled.

"We must find a higher level place, only there can we be relatively safe."

"We're going to die anyway, so we might as well give it our all," the woman's husband said, trying to remain calm.

They stumbled and staggered toward the hotel's top floor, each step fraught with danger and uncertainty. They occasionally encountered other survivors, encouraging each other and trying to find a glimmer of hope.

When they reached the 125th floor, the hotel was already in grave danger. The floodwaters were closing in, and the survivors could only scramble to find a relatively safe corner. They discovered a small elevator shaft, and everyone jostled to squeeze inside.

People huddled together, their bodies radiating sweat and fear. The atmosphere in the elevator was unusually oppressive, as if an invisible demon was controlling their emotions.

Suddenly, a tremendous roar came from outside the elevator doors. The survivors gasped in shock; they knew the floodwaters had reached the top floor of the hotel.

The floodwaters, like a monstrous beast, violently slammed against the walls of the elevator lobby, creating a deafening roar. The survivors huddled together, praying that they would survive the disaster.

"When will the floodwaters recede?" a young girl asked, her voice choked with emotion.

The people in the elevator fell silent. They discovered that the scene outside had completely changed; the hotel lobby was now a ruin, with corpses scattered in the mess.

"This is a nightmare," a man said in a suppressed voice.

"It's a miracle we're still alive. I wonder if this miracle will continue," a woman replied in a trembling voice, looking out at the terrifying scene.

"If this continues, we're all going to drown here! Everyone, think of something quick!"

Everyone who witnessed this horrific scene was filled with endless fear and despair.

However, they persisted in their will to survive, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

They decided to leave the flood-damaged hotel and find a safer place. Although the road ahead was full of uncertainty, they believed that only by persevering could they find true hope for survival.

Each survivor, holding the hand of their loved ones, planned to find a way to leave this place, leading the survivors on an unknown journey.

They brought courage and resilience in adversity into the dark future, and lit up bewildered hearts with hope.

Even in the terrifying environment, they still firmly believed that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, there would always be hope.

Seeing that the hotel was submerged up to the 124th floor, Shangguan Wan'er gripped Junjue's hand tightly and said in a somewhat terrified voice:

"This building is about to be flooded, but there are more than a hundred survivors in the building. Should we just leave them alone?"

The Monarch Space contains fifty to sixty thousand assault boats, several thousand large speedboats, and quite a few deluxe and enormous ones.

Thinking of Wan'er's cruel relatives, Junjue smiled and said:

"Wan'er, those people are innocent. If we have the ability, we should save them!"

But what are your plans to do to get revenge on your relatives?

Should we leave them here to die, or are we planning to take them out?

I support whatever decision you make.

Shangguan Wan'er thought of what those people had done to her, a fierce glint flashing in her bright, star-like eyes, and she said coldly:

"Hmph! Letting them die like this is too easy on their family. The more painful and difficult their lives are, the happier I am."

I want to make them kneel down and beg me, then take them back to the intersection of Qinzhou Road and let them see all the supplies they collected disappear. Their expressions at that time will definitely be interesting.

Let those who have never suffered hardship become the lowest of the low, living a life worse than death.

“Alright! Then let’s make them kneel and beg you first. When they’re so desperate they can’t be desperate anymore, then we’ll reluctantly send them away!” the Duke said with his support.

"Thank you for your support, Lord."

"Wan'er! You are my girlfriend and the person I want to protect the most. If I don't support you, who else can I support!"

The country is currently focused on rescuing supplies and may not have enough manpower available. Moreover, the flooding is too extreme, and the severe weather makes it impossible to save lives.

"Let's pack up our things here first, then use a speedboat to take those people away to the official shelter."

After Junjue finished speaking, he put everything usable in the presidential suite into his spatial storage. As for the rest of the hotel, he had already taken everything usable when it was flooded.

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

Looking at the luxurious presidential suite where she had stayed for over a month, now completely bare except for the room itself, with all the furniture and equipment gone, Wan'er smiled and said:

"Okay! Let's go out."

To avoid being recognized by that family, she and Junjue wore matching tracksuits. Pretty Tian even asked Junjue to cut her hair into shoulder-length hair, not too long or too short, just enough to tie up.

The two of them put on black masks, held hands, and walked out of the room.

This was the first time Shangguan Wan'er had left her room since her injury. She looked at the hotel, which had once been a bustling part of the city, but was now the epicenter of the disaster.

Outside the window, the waves surged and the current grew increasingly violent. The survivors gathered outside stared helplessly at the water, their hearts filled with endless panic.

They were isolated on the top floor of the hotel, facing an impending life-or-death test.

Junjue and Wan'er stood hand in hand among the crowd, wearing masks, their gazes resolute.

Faced with utter despair, they felt no fear whatsoever.

Wan'er felt even more at ease when she learned that Junjue was not only a highly skilled pilot, but also an all-around genius who was proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

Seeing the desperate crowd, the two resolved to rescue those around them from this hellish situation.

As Shangguan Wan'er listened to the fearful discussions around her, and saw Shangguan Hong, Liu Li, and Shangguan Mingyue trembling in a corner of the crowd, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Seeing you all doing so well really breaks my heart. Are you ready for my revenge?

"Oh my god! The floodwaters have risen to the 125th floor! Are we going to die here today?"

"I don't want to die! Someone, please save us!"

"I thought the terrain here was high enough to escape this disaster, but who knew that the storm would continue for almost three months without stopping."

"Oh God! Please stop! Don't rain anymore, or the entire planet will be flooded."