This House is a Bit Mysterious

The man with a resolute expression suddenly opened his eyes in the endless darkness. Looking at the familiar yet strange surroundings, his mind couldn't quite catch up for a moment.

After a brief pause, he carefully observed the room that seemed almost right but not quite, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This isn't my home!"

A thunderclap outside the window was followed by inhuman roars.

The man leaped from the bed, his body tensing, his teeth clenched.

"Was the coma in my memory real? What happened during this time?"

Whoosh!

A pure, glass-like flame suddenly erupted from his hands.

"Holy crap! Am I spontaneously combusting at the start? w(Д)w"

Feeling the familiar heat, the man lightly flicked his right hand, leaving trails of flame in the air.

"Huh? It doesn't feel hot."

Three months after the zombie virus outbreak.

At the entrance of a small villa, the lower halves of the iron fences on both sides were covered in climbing ivy.

Crack!

Creak~

A tall girl burst through the villa's flimsy front door.

Her movements were hurried, her face etched with fear.

Scattered but sturdy footsteps pursued her closely.

Three strong men!

"Ah!"

Whether she tripped on something in her haste or her strength gave out, the girl

fell straight to the ground at the entrance to the villa's inner courtyard.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, the girl looked up, revealing a dirty, round little face.

Though disheveled and pale, her features and curves still identified her as a little beauty.

At this moment, her lips were tightly pressed, and tears streamed down her face.

Thinking of her fate, an unspeakable sense of powerlessness washed over the girl, "If they catch me, I'll have to haul bricks and scrub toilets again."

"Hehehe~"

Seeing the girl fall, the men let out lewd smiles.

Their pace immediately slowed, as casual as a cat playing with a mouse.

"Run! Keep running! If you run around again, I'll feed you to the zombies!"

The leader was a bearded man with a fierce face and an arrogant demeanor. He sneered repeatedly.

Upon hearing the words "feed you to the zombies," the girl trembled even more violently, as if recalling something.

"Wait a moment, boss!"

The men paused.

"Little brother has something to say, not sure if I should say it." the youngest man in the group spoke.

"Spit it out!"

The young man rubbed the stubble on his chin and said loudly:

"Actually, feeding people to zombies isn't realistic. The strong smell of blood would attract all the surrounding zombies, and we'd likely be surrounded. Dealing with one zombie is already difficult, let alone attracting a horde."

"Besides, in this oppressive environment of the apocalypse, we should maintain a positive mindset and face life actively to avoid psychological problems."

Seeing his boss's increasingly grim expression, the young man quickly added:

"In conclusion, after getting a fleeting moment of perverse pleasure from feeding someone to zombies, we'd be not far from death ourselves."

The middle-aged man in the group's eyes lit up; he thought the young man had a point.

But seeing the boss's face so dark it looked like it could drip water, he quickly interjected:

"Boss, we've been running for a while, and zombies might have followed us. Let's quickly drag this girl inside to talk."

The middle-aged man, appearing to be in his thirties, was no pushover, but he was cautious enough.

In the apocalypse, the unwary would have long since become zombies.

The bearded man's gloomy expression improved slightly. Survival was the most important thing in the apocalypse.

"Yeah, let's get the girl inside first."

He then turned to the girl on the ground and said, "I've been holding back, and I didn't plan to do anything to you before, but you dared to run today. You definitely deserve some punishment."

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Although zombies' bodies gradually rot and their vision is almost completely gone after transforming, their hearing and sense of smell become exceptionally acute.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the house.

The wool carpet beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and the young man fell straight in.

"Aaaah~~~~ Bang!"

A long scream, accompanied by the sound of landing, came from the muffled underground.

At this moment, in a luxuriously decorated room, a long chime sounded, and then the lights turned on. A well-proportioned young man yawned as he arrived at the wall of monitors.

The other two were startled and stood at the doorway, peering inside.

"Good heavens!"

The large wool carpet at the entrance was hollow underneath, propped up by a few wooden supports.

"Xiao Yang, how is it?" the middle-aged man asked, crouching down. However, it was a bit dark in the basement, making it impossible to see the exact situation inside.

A few groans came from Xiao Yang below, "My leg is probably broken. Hurry and find something to pull me up."

Hearing Xiao Yang's reply, the two breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the person wasn't dead, it was fine.

"What the hell is this? Who has such a big pit in front of their door? How can people even get in? They must have a hole in their head."

Bearded Boss Zhao cursed a few more times, holding the girl in his arms.

The moment she saw the young man fall, the girl was startled. The kitchen in the corner of the living room suddenly felt like a chasm separating her from it.

She suddenly felt inspired to recite a poem:

Sometimes, the greatest distance isn't between heaven and earth, But rather, The kitchen is on one side of the pit, and I am on the other.

"Boss, this house might have been lived in before. The pit at the entrance is dug so neatly; it's clearly been set up. I suspect the real entrance isn't here."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he was still a bit puzzled. The hole was too neat.

It was as if it had been dug by a machine.

Bearded Boss Zhao nodded and took out the Taiji Sword he had been carrying on his back.

"Quick, find a place to get in. I can feel the zombies getting closer," Bearded Boss Zhao said with a serious expression.

"Uh, Boss, Old Meng, do you guys smell something?"

Bearded Boss Zhao sniffed his nose. "Did you get scared and pee yourself?"

"No, it's just that my constipation, which has been bothering me for days, has finally eased up."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. "Phew, I thought you peed yourself. Wait! Did you just poop your pants???"

"Cough, cough."

The young man coughed awkwardly. "Don't mind the details! I smell something delicious in the house. It smells like cooked meat, like steak!"

The other two, who hadn't felt anything initially, sniffed carefully. Whether it was a psychological suggestion or actually true, they both smelled a faint aroma of meat.

"Smack, smack."

"It's been a while since I've had meat."

"There's definitely someone here!"

Bearded Boss Zhao and the middle-aged man exchanged a look and said in unison.

However, the group wasn't afraid at all. The bladed weapons in their hands gave them ample confidence.

They were a team that had jointly killed a zombie!

The middle-aged man circled the first floor of the villa, searching, and finally found a small door behind a billboard against the wall.

Bearded Boss Zhao dragged the girl to the back door.

The girl looked very unwilling. The kitchen in her sight and the faint smell of steak were gone.

Alas, the human world is not worth it.

After fumbling with the door for a bit, the middle-aged man first probed his foot inside, confirming it was solid ground.

"It seems this is the real entrance to the house. The person hiding here is a bit clever, but not that much."

Nodding to Bearded Boss Zhao, the middle-aged man walked in.

"I must check every floor tile carefully. We can't fall into another trap," the middle-aged man thought as he walked in.

Clang!

With a loud crash, the marble floor beneath the middle-aged man's feet suddenly slid to the side, revealing a 1-meter-long square opening.

The middle-aged man, caught completely off guard, fell directly in.

"Aaaah~~~ Thump! Aaaah!"

Rhythmic shouts and falling sounds echoed from underground.

Bearded Boss Zhao didn't even need to look to know that the middle-aged man and the young man were trapped, just like himself.

"Cough, cough. My leg is broken too, boss."

Clang!

With another loud crash, the marble floor from earlier was pushed back from the right side of the door, returning to its original position and burying the middle-aged man's unfinished words underground.

Hiss... This is weird.

"This damn marble can just be pushed around? Are we playing a game?"

Bearded Boss Zhao instinctively took a step back.

After a moment of stunned silence, Bearded Boss Zhao's eyes sharpened, and a surge of blood rushed to his head.

He needed to think of a way to save his two brothers with a rope, even if it was just that.

But!

This frustration was unbearable!

He hadn't even seen the owner of the villa yet and was already scared off by a few simple tricks. How could he maintain his reputation if word got out?

Bearded Boss Zhao, whose name was Zhao Laoda, was once unknown, even having been to jail several times. However, the apocalypse offered everyone a chance to start anew!

Having trained in some martial arts, Zhao Laoda was prepared to make a name for himself in the apocalypse.

He pulled two sections of nylon rope from his pocket and skillfully tied the girl to the jujube tree in the yard.

"Hey! Hey!" The girl's eyes bulged with anger, but she didn't dare to speak loudly.

The surrounding zombies could come at any moment.

Zhao Laoda unslung the hemp rope from his back, his eyes fixed on an open window on the second floor.

"Go!"

He flung the hemp rope up, and the modified grappling hook at its end caught on the window frame.

He tugged on it a few times, bit down on his dagger, and used the wall to climb up the rope.

"You think you're safe hiding inside? You're just a cowardly creep."

Zhao Laoda thought this to himself as he quickly climbed to the second floor.

He cautiously peeked inside.

It was clean and empty, and he confirmed there was nothing there.

This time, Zhao Laoda deliberately extended his feet in first and tested the solid wood floor several times from various angles before putting his entire body in and standing firmly on the wooden planks.

He was stable!

"The house's silver coins probably didn't expect me to come from the second floor. There's no setup here at all."

"Heh, it's still too ea—What the hell!"

Whoosh!

Before Zhao Laoda could finish speaking, a square piston slammed down from the ceiling. Zhao Laoda only had time to instinctively raise his hands.

An immense force struck him, and Zhao Laoda, along with the solid wood floor, was smashed down to the first floor.

He smashed straight through, floor and all!

Crack, crack~~

The floor on the first floor seemed to have eyes, and a 2m*2m opening suddenly cracked open.

"Aaaah~~~ Thump! Holy sh—aaah!!"

Zhao Laoda fell from the second floor, landing even harder than the other two!

Xiao Liu and the middle-aged man heard Zhao Laoda's scream and simultaneously covered their faces.

"Wiped out!"

Looking up at the camera on the wall, Xiao Liu gave a wry smile.

"This house is a bit too strange..."

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This book is not a dark novel; it tells a fun and interesting post-apocalyptic story. The system's abilities have been rationalized (a symbolic nod to Newton). Please do not over-apply settings from other post-apocalyptic novels or "Minecraft" (Yes, we're talking about you Minecraft players who think 4 blocks of infinite water is normal).