The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

"Why did you push me?!" Among the many staff members, a young girl who looked quite young was pushed forward, and her voice was somewhat angry.

"Hurry up, we have guests."

"Exactly, if you're not going, are we supposed to go?"

The indigenous people gathered together, seemingly working together to oppress the girl. They were all used to staying on the third floor and no one wanted to deal with the eerie.

There's no need to face such a monster if you can make money directly from humans; the risk is too high.

So everyone discussed it and decided to pick the softest persimmon they usually had.

"Are you kidding me? Did this girl glare at us just now?" A woman in the middle pointed at the girl and said in a shrill voice.

But when they looked up and saw the eerie creature getting closer, they dared not breathe. The group of people quickly shrank into the corner and hid, as if they had seen a ghost.

Caught off guard, the girl was stabbed in the back and fell to the ground. As she moved her arms and legs and was about to get up, she looked up and saw Li Can extend a jelly-like tentacle, trying to help her up.

Wang Defa stood to the side watching this scene, his lips turning slightly purple, and he couldn't help but tremble, "You...you...you..."

Looking at the girl's face, Li Can's eyes couldn't help but redden.

This is his sister.

Finally, a ten-year gap has been bridged.

He never expected to meet him in the dungeon.

"Are you alright?" a dialog box popped up.

Li Lan hesitated to accept the tentacle Li Can offered, remaining seated on the ground without looking at him.

Instead, he was looking at Wang Defa beside him.

Their eyes met, as if they were having some kind of unspoken exchange of thoughts.

Whether they can truly understand it or not, only the parties involved know.

A few seconds later, Li Lan quickly composed herself and, without relying on Li Can's help, got up on her own.

After casually brushing the dust off his back, he said, "I'm fine. What would you like to buy, sir?"

Foundation.

"Oh, okay, are there any brand requirements?" At this point, Li Lan chuckled self-deprecatingly. There was no such thing as brand here; they were all crudely made products that looked pretty much the same.

"casual."

"Okay, but I need to go to the warehouse to get it. Would you like your little helper to come and assist me?" Li Can's cunning eyes darted around, and he nodded to Wang Defa.

"Sure, you guys go ahead, I'm not in a hurry."

Li Can looked into his sister's eyes; her almond-shaped pupils were filled with red blood vessels in the whites.

The face was not much different from the last time I saw him before leaving Earth and traveling through time, but his expression had become very resolute.

She used to be a bookish girl who always spent her time in the library, and she always had a scholarly air about her.

He now looks exactly like a strong, well-trained soldier.

Recalling the photo on the resume sent by the First Base, my sister's muscles were hidden under her white shirt, which was exactly the same as her condition at that time.

Li Can didn't know what she and her family had gone through, but seeing her standing safely in front of him now, no longer just through a screen, made him realize that she was a real person.

I felt a mix of sadness and relief.

Fortunately, he was able to meet humans from Earth ten years ago.

Fortunately, I didn't give up and chose to persevere in saving the wasteland planet ten years later.

There is still room for everything to turn around.

Li Lan gave Wang Defa a meaningful look, and the two of them walked calmly and normally toward the storeroom behind the counter. In reality, he knew that the two of them were also in turmoil.

Watching his sister's figure disappear behind the door, he allowed them to have a private chat first.

He then began to wander aimlessly around the nearby counters.

The indigenous people remained silent, not daring to do anything out of line when they saw the strange guest.

"Li Lan! It really is you! What are we going to do next? This dungeon requires players to earn 666 million before they can leave the city. Isn't this ridiculous?"

"They don't even allow role-playing that's out of character (OOC). I've been standing at the amusement park entrance buying tickets all day long, and my legs are numb."

Wang Defa's voice in the warehouse reached Li Can's ears clearly.

Because they gained excellent hearing after absorbing the zombie crystal core, they could communicate without any hindrance, even when they spoke in extremely low voices.

They were so close it felt like they were whispering in Li Can's ear.

"I haven't even asked you what happened yet, how did you get involved with the supernatural? You're like a lackey." Li Lan was a little puzzled.

"I don't know either. I just hand out flyers, and then customers ask me to accompany them on tours. Hey, is that the point? Tell me how much money you've made from those city exit permits?"

"Have you encountered any other people from our base? Other individual players are fine too. If we all get together, we're sure we can come up with a good way to get out of the city as soon as possible."

There was a soft rustling sound of fabric being shoved from the warehouse.

"Wow, is the cosmetics business here really that profitable? I'm so miserable, I only make less than half of what you make. Maybe I should stay and work for you."

Li Lan's voice was calm, "The amount on the certificate of leaving the city doesn't mean anything."

"No other players have been found yet; you are the first one."

"I'm stuck on the third floor and can't move around much, but you have a better view from outside. Any news about that time traveler? How's he?"

Wang Defa became dejected. "No, it's absolutely hopeless. This is just a spacetime experiment, and it's hard to say whether it will succeed. I have no clue what to do. I was just a lazy bum who came here to get two passes..."

"What time is it? You're still wasting your life, just loafing around waiting to die."

"The city center is always open; you can only move around freely during the daytime."

"I can't leave for the time being. You have a strange creature with you, so try to persuade it to go out and explore as much as possible, looking for people."

Wang Defa lamented, "My acting skills? Fine, I'll try my best. If you manage to get away from here, remember to come find me as soon as possible."

"Alright, I understand. We can't chat anymore. Go out now, or the guests will get impatient."

"Outrageous, I don't know if these monsters even need to use cosmetics for skincare..."

The two stopped talking and Li Lan opened the door to the storeroom.

Wang Defa followed behind her, carrying a large box of foundation.

"Thank you for waiting, sir. Would you like to make your selection?"

Li Can glanced at the two people's normal expressions, then casually scanned the box before putting the entire box into empty gashapon capsules and storing them in the toy box in his consciousness space.

Using it the way Huang Xiaoqi does, one bottle is definitely not enough.

Anyway, the amount on the certificate of leaving the city is now of no use to Li Can, and he doesn't plan to rely on this thing to go to the strange lair.

If he were to truly become a monster after being baptized by the city gate's barrier, he estimated that he would end up like Chen Qixiang and Wang Qing, completely dead and trapped in the instance, unable to escape.

If any player naively believes that saving enough money to pass through that gate means they have chosen the ending of failing the dungeon game.

"Oh my god..."

Wang Defa was somewhat shocked as he looked at the entire box of cosmetics on the counter that had been instantly absorbed and taken away by the strange customer.