It wasn't until Nadia stumbled upon a box of whiskey that she realized something was missing. She wondered where the antiques and display shelves she had gathered last night were. She searched everywhere but couldn't find them. The whiskey, diving suit, watch, and safe remained inside, but the antique books and paintings were gone. She wondered if these old items had some sort of mystical quality that caused the domain to expand. It seemed possible, especially since her pendant was also a rare jade. Yet, she couldn't understand why the display shelf had also disappeared since it wasn't an ancient item. As she sat on the couch and pondered about the mystery of the expanding domain, Caleb knocked on her door. The deep hunger from the typhoon had left a lasting impact on him. Now, he was very concerned about food since the supplies for the three of them were being used up too quickly. After waking up from a nap and noticing that the water levels had risen again, Nadia was even more convinced that the apocalypse had arrived. He said, "Yesterday, we only searched the office building. There are two more buildings next to it. Should we check them out now to see if there's anything useful before someone else does?" She had initially planned to stockpile supplies in the apartment and leave them there. However, her interest was renewed, with an additional 150 cubic meters of space now available. Food wasn't an issue, but just having food wouldn't guarantee survival in the apocalypse. Plus, Nadia knew simply holding onto valuable items might not be enough. Food might not be the only thing she needed to stay alive. The saber and golf club she had picked up the day before could help her fend off the most dangerous threats. And if she found herself in the water, the diving gear could be a lifesaver. If she could discover more items with unique properties, there might be a chance to expand her domain even further. With these possibilities in mind, she agreed with enthusiasm.So, Caleb went back to knock on room 1801. Harrison had no objections, and everyone quickly packed up and prepared to leave. Despite their efforts to stay under the radar, they couldn't escape attention. People's curious and uneasy glances made it clear they'd been spotted. She realized that their presence had been noticed the previous night, no matter how discreet they were. But what did it matter? They had earned everything they had through their efforts. The water flow in the city was steady, and they had opted to paddle instead of using the motor to keep a low profile and save fuel. Even so, they were being monitored. As they left the neighborhood, they had to navigate past Buildings 8 and 9 when a thick rope suddenly emerged from the murky water. Harrison acted swiftly and used the paddle to deflect the rope to avoid getting tangled. The boat and its occupants would have been overturned if they had used the motor. In that moment of distraction, several men emerged from Buildings 8 and 9. They were armed and quickly swam toward them. It was clear they were up to something serious. Nadia stood up. Her expression darkened as she drew her saber and swung it wildly at the approaching attackers. "Ah!" A shriek pierced the air as the man's arm was severed, and his blood mingled with the floodwaters. Killing just one wouldn't be enough to stop them. Nadia didn't hesitate and aimed for his head. Without the day's chaos, she wouldn't have realized how many were gunning for the 18th floor. She knew it wasn't just the combined forces of Buildings 8 and 9. After all, there were more hiding in the shadows. The 18th floor had become a prime target. The attackers would swarm the top floor if they showed any sign of weakness or fear. Then, those people would grab all the supplies, and Jasmine and Lily would be killed. There was no room for retreat. Showing mercy now could spell disaster. Levi and Caleb, though physically drained, grasped this harsh reality. The world had shifted from law and order to a ruthless survival of the fittest. Sharp weapons meant death, and they couldn't afford to sit idly by. They raised their paddles and smashed them on their attackers' heads. Anyone who wanted to survive had to fight for it. Nadia kept swinging her saber. Soon, the water around their inflatable boat turned crimson. The injured and dismembered flailed and screamed, but the floodwaters soon carried them away. They had taken down five or six attackers, and the few remaining fled in panic. Thinking of the tragedies of her past life, her eyes reddened as she coldly ordered, "Chase them down." She was determined not to let them get away. Caleb and Levi rowed with all their might while Harrison pulled out a nail gun. His shots were deadly accurate. Despite the chaos in the flood, he took down the enemies one by one. The attackers were wiped out completely. Levi and Caleb asked as they panted, "Should we head back now?""No," Nadia said, wiping her saber clean. "If we go back now, it'll show that Jasmine isn't with us. If we retreat, they'll definitely return to the 18th floor next time." Levi was visibly anxious. He knew Jasmine was capable, but how much could she do with nothing but her bare hands? "Nadia's right. Let's get moving and come back as soon as we can." Despite his unease, he gritted his teeth and kept rowing. Once they left the city, the motor on the inflatable boat roared to life, and they sped toward the outskirts. Then, they spotted another boat coming their way. Nadia peered through the binoculars and spotted Wayne at the boat's bow. Maya was also there, along with the guys who had been trapped on the 8th floor. Their inflatable boat towed a rubber shaft packed with supplies, and everyone on board had smug, satisfied grins. As their boats passed, Wayne shot Nadia a mocking smile. She shrugged it off and knew the apocalypse would eventually catch up with him. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that their trip might be a bust. Her intuition was soon proven right.The remaining two office buildings had been thoroughly looted in less than a day. Broken glass was scattered everywhere, desks were overturned, and chaotic footprints covered the floors. It was clear that multiple groups had raided the place. Caleb was frustrated. "We're too late. There's nothing left." Nadia remained calm, "Not necessarily. It depends on what we're looking for." Their supplies would last them six months if they rationed carefully. The flood would be behind them by then, and they would face an unforgiving, frigid wasteland. Food wasn't the biggest concern, with temperatures dropping as low as minus 60 or 70 degrees Fahrenheit. After all, staying warm was the real challenge for survival. She casually suggested, "Since we're out here, we might grab some firewood. It'd be a shame to waste all this gas." Levi looked confused. "We don't need firewood; we have plenty of gas.""Can gas dry clothes?" Caleb almost knocked him on the head. "With this crazy weather, who knows what will come next? Gas will eventually run out, so it's wise to stock up on firewood." "Yeah. Jasmine's clothes never seem to dry. Let's pick up some firewood to dry them out."