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"Boom—!"

A thunderous explosion-like sound jolted Guan Tong awake from his midday nap.

He sat up yawning, rubbing his temples as he glanced toward the door. "It's starting again."

Ever since Yunhua City had initially resolved the urban disaster relief and corpse disposal work caused by the fourth rule a few days ago, they had imdiately launched into building demolition work throughout the city districts.

Since then, explosions had frequently echoed through the city. Official statents explained they were gradually demolishing useless buildings in key locations to clear space for subsequent survival-oriented reconstruction.

As for what would be built after leveling those streets and alleys, the authorities hadn't provided exact information yet.

However, Guan Tong had seen online leaks suggesting they planned to construct large numbers of sturdy, self-sufficient universal shelters in major cities that could maintain independence for so ti.

Because the fourth rule, Snow in June, had exposed a major problem—a severe shortage of qualified shelters.

Large numbers of people had been forced into places like stadiums, shopping malls, and schools, which provided poor protection against natural disasters.

So many netizens speculated that the authorities planned to build nurous professional-grade shelters. These shelters would feature independent water and electricity supplies while storing large quantities of supplies and survival equipnt.

So even posted pictures of the Suroma Empire's royal shelters, demanding the authorities build a million similar ones for civilians. Of course, this was just talk and completely unrealistic.

Guan Tong pulled out his phone and checked it—clean with no notifications.

On social platforms, most top discussions focused on the soon-to-open Mind Power Developnt Academy.

Those wanting to enroll had been rushing to reach the capital city Yong'an over the past few days.

Their thinking mirrored Xu Xiaotian's—they didn't want to wait until after the fifth rule was announced. If public transportation beca paralyzed by rules again, recovery could take who knows how long.

"I wonder if Sister Wang's stomach condition is serious? Did she drive Xiao Na to Yong'an?"

Looking at the capital entry on the rankings, Guan Tong rembered Wang Yan and Chen Na, the mother-daughter pair. After separating when entering Yunhua on the 9th, they hadn't exchanged contact information and hadn't been in touch since.

Guan Tong had considered checking hospitals to find them, but ultimately decided against it since their chance encounter hadn't developed to that level of relationship.

"I hope everything goes smoothly for them."

Guan Tong turned off his phone screen and silently activated his Personal Terminal.

Today was already July 31st, the final day of the rule interval period. Tomorrow, the Fire Thief would announce the fifth Doomsday Rule.

During this period, Guan Tong had only left the residential complex once to visit a supply point and collect so provisions.

Additionally, during his daily walks around the complex, he had gathered many useful items from residential buildings.

For instance, he found a folding bed in one household that fit perfectly in the property managent storage room where he lived. While not as comfortable as a full bed, it beat sleeping bags.

He also collected radios, phones, flashlights, power banks, and even so interesting paper books—all stored in his room for passing ti during breaks.

This abandoned complex had beco his little treasure hunting ground, but he knew he couldn't stay here forever.

The ongoing explosions outside reminded him that soon, after demolishing street shops, the next targets would be nurous uninhabited abandoned complexes.

His own complex would inevitably face demolition too, making this small storage room just a temporary foothold.

As for where to go next, he hadn't considered it yet. He believed solutions would erge when needed—with such a vast world, finding sleeping quarters shouldn't be difficult.

Guan Tong checked his terminal panel.

[Na: Guan Tong]

[Nickna: Shadow]

[Title: Order Keeper]

[Mind Power: 127 (127) (135)]

[Ascension Coins: 30]

[Comprehensive Biotric Evaluation: Excellent]

With limited ti, he had stored 135 Mind Power points during this period. At full capacity, he now had 262 Mind Power points available—quite respectable.

Then Guan Tong picked up Silver Hunt from beside his pillow. The small electronic screen on the left side of the gun grip displayed the ammunition he had been storing since early July:

Type 1 Ammunition*50

Type 2 Ammunition*15

Type 3 Ammunition*15

Over the month, through daily accumulation, he had stored eighty rounds total. The cheapest Type 1 ammunition was most abundant, with Types 2 and 3 both at fifteen rounds.

It wasn't that Guan Tong didn't want to store more, but his Mind Power remained insufficient.

The high cost of unlocking the third page of the Wordless Book, plus maintaining reserve Mind Power, consud substantial resources—storing this much ammunition already pushed his limits.

Thus, Guan Tong felt prepared to face the new rule.

anwhile, Ascendants worldwide had made various preparations during this month-long interval period.

So actively worked to increase their Mind Power upper limits, others sought to join powerful Ascendant organizations, while so camped the terminal market daily hoping for lucky finds of high-value items at bargain prices.

Naturally, many chose to slack off, most notably those whose Mind Power had decayed to zero and could no longer use Personal Terminals.

Mind Power, tradable items—none of these mattered to them anymore. Most gathered in groups, eating and drinking as they pleased, enjoying each day as it ca.

Many Ascendants posted online complaints, observing that those without terminal access lived more freely than them. Such comnts quickly drew criticism, being seen as a form of wealthy people's problems.

It resembled wealthy individuals telling beggars, "I envy your freedom to sunbathe daily, unlike my endless etings"—the beggars would be justified in hitting them.

Thus, July 31st ended, giving way to August 1st.

The previously noisy world grew quiet, with the constant city explosions temporarily ceasing.

Having experienced previous rules, people now preferred quietly awaiting the Fire Thief's announcent over chaotic, tense discussions on new rule release days.

Guan Tong sat in his storage room, silently awaiting that mont.

At exactly 9 o'clock, the Fire Thief's voice sounded promptly.

[The fifth Doomsday Rule has been released]

[Doomsday Rule Five: Night of the Living Dead]

[Rule Content: From rule activation, the globe will enter nightti conditions. Nurous living dead that attack all humans indiscriminately will invade human activity areas. This rule lasts 24 hours. During effect, each Ascendant must eliminate at least ten living dead]

[Success Reward: 150 Ascension Coins, plus 1 additional Ascension Coin per living dead eliminated during rule effect, settled after rule conclusion]

[Failure Penalty: Mind Power upper limit decay]

[Note: Having passed previous tests, this is the "reward level" you Ascendants deserve. Please enjoy thoroughly]

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