Inside the box, a shriveled body, emaciated from being fed on by mutated mosquitoes, came into view.
The mummy was unrecognizable, as its skin was completely damaged by the various mouthparts of mosquito bites. Apart from the long hair and the same black clothes, there was nothing else that resembled it.
Shangguan Ze looked at the disgusting mummified corpse, his face instantly turning ashen, his eyes filled with excitement.
Liu Li and Shangguan Mingyue were also stunned by the scene before them, staring in disbelief at the corpse. Although they felt nauseous and frightened, their expressions gradually brightened.
"Mom, this is my sister's body. She's dead. She won't bother our family anymore."
"It would be better if she were dead. I've been annoyed by her every time I see her these past few years. She disgusts me every day."
"Seeing her dead body, I finally feel relieved. I can finally get a good night's sleep," Liu Li said excitedly.
"After she died, no one knew about the large amount of supplies we collected afterward, except for our family."
Now that a natural disaster has struck, we must rely on those countless supplies to survive happily amidst the impending catastrophe.
"Once the floodwaters recede, we'll quickly move to the high ground at the Qinzhou intersection," Shangguan Ze said with a sigh of relief upon seeing that his stepdaughter was dead.
"Aze, you're right. It's all because of this sudden flood. And we didn't have any speedboats or anything like that. Otherwise, we'd be enjoying the countless supplies at the Qinzhou intersection right now," Liu Li said with a disgruntled expression.
"Mom and Dad are fine. Those supplies are all about food, clothing, shelter, and various individually packaged canned meat and fruit. They have such long shelf lives that they'll definitely last until the floodwaters recede and our family goes back home," Shangguan Mingyue said with a smile.
After confirming Shangguan Wan'er's death, the family ignored the mummified body in the box and happily returned to their hotel room to continue discussing the supplies.
What they didn't know was that the corpse was just a girl wearing the same clothes who had been drained of her life force.
Before the floods had even receded, another tsunami struck the entire continent.
The family finally returned to the intersection of Qinzhou Road with high hopes, thinking that this would be the time to enjoy their lives.
But all the supplies in the thousands of large warehouses had vanished without a trace, leaving not a single thing behind. Everyone felt a sense of emptiness, and the three of them were left with only endless anger.
Junjue teleported out of the room, and after several teleports, he arrived at the intersection of Qinzhou Road, which was dozens of miles away. He saw that although the terrain was somewhat high, he could avoid the floods now, but he could not avoid the tsunami later.
With a slight upturn of his lips, he muttered to himself, "Since it's going to be flooded sooner or later anyway, I might as well take it all."
That family almost killed his own girl; he's going to take everything from this place, leaving nothing behind. He won't let that family get away with it.
With a single thought, all the supplies within a six-kilometer radius were instantly stored in the space.
To avoid missing anything, he collected all usable and edible supplies from an area within a radius of fifty or sixty kilometers, leaving not a single thing behind.
"Finally finished collecting. I really want to know what kind of interesting expression that family will have when they return here from the hotel full of expectations after going through all the hardships, only to see thousands of empty warehouses."
Junjue didn't care about those people! Now that all the supplies had been collected, he heard painful cries and screams all around him, knowing that the mutated mosquitoes were still harming the people around him, so he teleported to help.
I don't know what the mutant mosquitoes are afraid of. I'm all alone, I can't save that many people!
Hopefully, the authorities will quickly research something useful to effectively combat these terrifying mosquitoes.
For the past two weeks, Junjue has spent all his time helping rescue people, in addition to taking good care of his girlfriend.
But there are too many mutated mosquitoes outside, and no matter how hard we try to save them, we can't get rid of them all. Every day, many people die from having their blood sucked dry.
However, just as people were plunged into endless darkness, some began to look for ways to resist.
They formed a resistance organization, trying to find the weaknesses of the mutated mosquitoes and discover ways to fight them.
The atmosphere in the government conference room in Shanghai was tense and oppressive. Shanghai's top officials were engaged in a heated discussion about the continuous storms of the past two months, which had caused widespread flooding not only in Shanghai but also in other parts of the world, creating catastrophic scenes.
Even this top-tier city could not escape the disaster, with only the rooftops of some high-rise buildings barely visible above the water.
However, what was even more alarming was that mutated mosquitoes the size of basketballs suddenly appeared on the floating water surface in the flood.
These mosquitoes are extremely ferocious; they can suck a person dry in just a few seconds.
The emergence of this mutated mosquito left the government at a loss, so they convened a meeting early in the morning with researchers in the field of entomology in hopes of finding a solution.
Inside the government meeting room, everyone was excitedly discussing the situation, their expressions tense and anxious. Various reports and research materials were laid out on the meeting table, and images of the devastating floods were displayed on the screen.
The top leaders looked grave, their brows furrowed, and their eyes revealed fear of unknown threats.
The meeting room fell silent, save for the researchers' hushed conversation. Then, a young researcher stood up, drawing everyone's attention.
"We have conducted preliminary research on these mutant mosquitoes and found that they suck blood extremely quickly. Compared to ordinary mosquitoes, they have stronger adaptability and aggression." The researcher's voice carried a hint of tension.
The expressions on the faces of the government officials grew even more grave, and they exchanged astonished glances.
“We need to find a way to combat these mosquitoes, or the consequences will be unimaginable,” a senior leader said in a deep voice.
The atmosphere in the meeting room gradually became tense, and everyone realized the seriousness of the problem.
Everyone looked anxious. The senior executives were talking excitedly, hoping to find a solution by brainstorming together.
They were terrified because the massive floods and the threat of mutated mosquitoes were far beyond their control.
An insect research expert in a white coat stood up; a pair of sharp eyes were hidden beneath his thick beard.
His voice was steady and confident: "Distinguished leaders, I believe we can approach this from a biological perspective and try to develop a special weapon against this mutated mosquito."
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