Chapter 373 at least has an A grade.

Chen Yu was not in a hurry; instead, he first asked about the time. There was less than an hour left until curfew.

That was too urgent.

Mira seemed to know what he was worried about and leaned forward: "Don't worry. From here to the main city, any residential complex we find will take at most twenty minutes! I will do my best..."

Chen Yu shook his head: "Then it would be better to find a residential complex first. We can talk about the rest later, and it will be more reassuring."

"Huh?"

Mira was stunned. She had originally thought that right here... she could exchange the minimum price for Brother Jiang's survival.

But once they went to a residential complex, wouldn't she have to be like she was last night?

"No, I... I prefer the wilderness."

"You have no choice."

The outskirts of New Capital City. Residential area.

There were already streetlights here, although their brightness was much, much dimmer than in the core area.

However, almost every window had lights on, so it was still quite bright outside.

Most of the building's paint had peeled off, revealing the grayish-white concrete base underneath.

Behind the half-open iron door at the stairwell entrance, the doorway was packed with people. Some were sitting on the steps, some were leaning against the walls, and some were lying halfway on the floor using an old coat, with half a bottle of water and a few pieces of compressed biscuits beside them.

"When will these days ever end?"

"I went to the trading area yesterday just to trade for some salt. Damn it, the price was ridiculously high!"

"Sigh, don't bring it up. Before the apocalypse, I ate at that old shop on Chuanjiang Road—nine-grid hotpot, tripe, duck intestines, pig brains, paired with two bottles of ice-cold beer. After that meal, I even complained it wasn't spicy enough. Now that I think about it... that might have been the last good meal of my life."

Several Teams and a large crowd of people were scattered throughout the stairwell.

Some were fantasizing about the future, some were going crazy, and some were fast asleep.

"Damn apocalypse. It's called a Living Area, but what's the result? You don't let us stay overnight, but you've left enough houses!"

"We've all retreated to the outskirts, and yet there's still nowhere to stay!"

"Do you think this apocalypse will end? Or will it be like this from now on?"

"End? It's good enough to be alive. You're still hoping to return to before the apocalypse? Now, it's fantasy time..."

Everyone was chattering until the stairwell door opened again. A gust of cold wind blew in, flipping an empty water bottle over, which rolled half a circle.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the door.

Everyone was surprised that someone would come this late. It seemed to be almost curfew time, right?

As soon as Chen Yu walked in, he was slightly taken aback when he saw these people.

The Living Area had 300,000 people; it seemed to have severely exceeded its capacity if the stairwells were actually full of people.

In the middle of the stairwell sat a middle-aged man wearing a black jacket, who scanned Chen Yu from head to toe.

"A student?"

He waved his hand: "Brother, there's no room here, and upstairs is full too. Why don't you try another stairwell?"

The young man next to him also nodded: "Why don't you go check the area next door?"

Chen Yu looked up.

From the corner to the second and Third Floor landings, the steps were empty, with no one there.

If he were just an ordinary person, hearing them say that, even if he knew there was no one upstairs, he probably wouldn't dare to say anything more.

But Chen Yu was only here to stay the night. It was the same wherever he went.

He stepped aside to clear the space at the doorway.

Mira walked in, blushing, with her head lowered.

The hem of her white wedding dress brushed against the edge of the doorframe, her thin-heeled high heels clicking on the concrete floor, and the neckline of the wedding dress clung to her collarbone, revealing a patch of bare shoulders.

The stairwell instantly fell silent.

Jacket Man opened his mouth wide: "What... what kind of niche outfit is this..."

Behind him, all the men stared blankly, the sound of swallowing saliva rising one after another.

Since the apocalypse, everyone had been completely repressed.

Especially these low-level Teams; even if they had beauties accompanying them, after two missions, they would be gone.

Where had they ever seen a top-tier beauty like Mira, whose figure, appearance, and outfit were all peak?

"...Is this a real wedding dress or... or a costume?"

"...In this day and age, there are still people walking around in wedding dresses?"

"Walking around in a wedding dress during the apocalypse—either she's crazy, or she's..."

Everyone was a bit confused for a moment.

Jacket Man reacted quite quickly: "Uh... if you insist on staying here, that's fine, but... it's just a little bit inconvenient..."

Chen Yu made a few hand gestures, signaling everyone to scatter to the sides.

Jacket Man hurriedly started directing: "Go, scatter, scatter! Everyone is an Awakened struggling in the apocalypse; even if there's no room, we have to make room, do you hear me?"

Everyone scattered, letting the two of them walk upstairs.

Until the two turned up to the second floor.

Only then did a young man speak in a low voice: "Holy cow, those legs are so white. Just seeing a little bit of them, I almost couldn't hold back!"

"Damn you! Keep your voice down! They haven't gone far yet!"

Jacket Man whispered: "Daring to dress like that, guess what kind of strength that person has?!"

The young man was shocked: "What strength?"

Jacket Man's expression was grave: "At least, A-Rank..."

"Creak—"

On the Third Floor, the door opened. Inside was a young man holding a knife.

He saw Chen Yu outside the door at a glance.

"Who are you?"

"The occupants of this building were decided a long time ago!"

The young man said this, deliberately raising his volume.

Chen Yu spoke calmly: "Just passing by, staying for the night, leaving tomorrow morning..."

The young man's hand holding the knife tightened slightly: "I said, the occupants are already decided. Can't you find another place?"

Chen Yu shook his head: "Unfortunately, I chose randomly, and I picked you."

As he spoke, Chen Yu comforted him: "Don't worry, you can come back tomorrow morning. Apart from some furniture damage, we won't touch any of your other things."

"Are you kidding me?"

The young man cursed under his breath and was about to close the door.

Chen Yu took half a step forward. The next second, a blade was already thrown against the young man's neck.

The closing motion of the door was forced to a halt.

The young man was slightly stunned, completely failing to notice how the blade had been placed against his neck.

Footsteps came from inside the door. Figures all crowded over. In just three seconds, seven people—five men and two women—were standing at the doorway.

"I said, I'm leaving tomorrow morning, no trouble."

Chen Yu didn't want to fight, so he just explained calmly.

A Man with the Baseball Cap stepped forward: "Brother, I'm a B-Rank Talent. If your Talent isn't higher than mine, I suggest you find another place."

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