Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy!-Chapter 185: Jiu Jiu

Bingwen, Hei Qian, and Feng Ran simultaneously opened their eyes. The windows, mere ordinary glass, still allowed them to see the purple streaks of lightning and silver flashes popping like fireworks outside.

"Eh? Is someone playing with fireworks this late? The New Year's already over. Does this guy not own a calendar?" Feng Ran yawned, his words laced with a casual laziness.

Bingwen stretched his legs before standing and walking toward the door. As he opened it, he was startled by the spectacle below. "Brother Lin!"

"What did you see? You're making me nervous!" Feng Ran and Hei Qian, disturbed by the urgency in Bingwen's voice, hurried to the door.

Once the two saw the situation outside, they were dumbfounded.

"How did the ant track us here?!"

Meanwhile, inside the second-floor bathroom, Yu Baoyin stared at her reflection in the mirror. She recalled the conversation she had with Nanzhi the night before.

'Baoyin, I need your help in turning the ant's exoskeleton and the wolves' pelts into armor, shoulder guards, bracers, greaves, or something like that. Can you help me?'

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'If we can make these into armor, we can block some of the alien beasts' attacks…'

'I'll… try… Sister Nan…'

'Ahh…'

'What's wrong? Did you get hurt?'

'No, no.'

'Don't push yourself. Let's take things slowly.'

Yu Baoyin's reflection in the mirror twisted into a bitter smile.

She felt useless. She couldn't even fulfill Sister Nan's simple request. Sister Nan must be disappointed in her.

The problem was that whenever her needle came into contact with the materials, it felt like worms were squirming out.

She couldn't do it, and she hadn't planned to tell Sister Nan.

The truth was, sewing authentic animal furs or anything that came from animals terrified her due to past trauma. But synthetic fabrics, on the other hand, posed no issue.

What was she supposed to do?

Thump—

Yu Baoyin turned toward the door, wondering what the sounds were.

Meanwhile, Nanzhi drew a sharp breath, slicing the last python in two.

She checked her stats. Her stamina was low.

[STA: 10/32]

Her inventory was restricted, so she couldn't use the virtual farm's food to replenish her stamina.

A few meters away, a pile of snake carcasses lay on the floor, pools of red blood staining the tiles.

The snake bodies all turned into white lights, flying into her chest.

In this round, she had killed 65 snakes, which boosted her agility stat by thirteen. After that, the snakes stopped spawning, just like the carps had earlier.

She guessed this was the dungeon's way of preventing her from exploiting it.

Nanzhi wondered if the snakes would respawn later.

Despite the uncertainty, she could already feel a noticeable increase in her reaction speed and reflexes. Her body seemed more in sync with her mind now.

[AGI: 47 (+13)]

Lin Weihao evaded the wind blades.

Bam—

The wind blades slammed into the ground, creating gaping fissures.

Whoosh—

The Winged Reaper Ant's eyes gleamed with murderous intent as it lunged forward, its bladed limbs swinging down with terrifying speed. Each slash was so fast that only afterimages remained.

With a flick of his wrists, two bolo machetes appeared in Lin Weihao's hands. He swung them in retaliation, purple streaks dancing along his arms and crawling onto the machetes.

Sparks flew as the blades clashed.

Inside their homes, everyone watched Lin Weihao's battle.

Lin Weihao might be slower than the Winged Reaper Ant, but his lightning-fast reflexes and experience allowed him to compensate for his lack of speed.

The real issue, however, was the machetes and aerial combat. Cracks had already formed at the edges of his blades, and whenever he made a large move, the ant sensed it and swiftly evaded.

The Winged Reaper Ant grew increasingly impatient. Despite the power gap between them, Lin Weihao was still managing to keep up. But what frustrated the ant most was the lightning.

Some holes had already appeared on its wings.

It shrieked, and its antennas vibrated, releasing signals and pheromones. Although the pheromones had weakened, they were still traceable.

To Lin Weihao and the others' horror, they heard more buzzing sounds.

Nanzhi, now on the eighth floor, wondered if more monsters were lurking in the area. If so, would she gain more strength or agility stats?

After treating her wounds and replacing her broken weapons, Nanzhi felt the strain on her body. The axe and metal rods were both shattered, and the aerosol spray was half-empty.

In one of the rooms, Nanzhi found a baseball bat and collected some sharp glass shards into a small bag before climbing to the next floor.

When she reached the ninth floor, the stench of mold, dust, and something rancid filled the air.

Nanzhi stopped, listening. She could hear the soft scratching against the walls—too faint to pinpoint but impossible to ignore.

Then came the chittering, high-pitched and almost like sharp laughter, followed by eerie squeaks.

Suddenly, movement.

Nanzhi ran.

The ceiling above her cracked, tore open, and hundreds of dark furred creatures the size of watermelons dropped, swarming the hallway.

With only 10 stamina left, Nanzhi realized she needed to conserve it while dealing with all the rats—otherwise, the stat rewards would go to waste.

"Squeak!"

To her surprise, the rats were fast and powerful. She estimated they were at least Tier 1 Late Stage. If this had been before, finishing them off might have been a problem.

Smash—

Nanzhi swung the bat, and a rat crashed against the wall with a sickening splat.

As Lin Weihao dealt with the ants, he saw two more Winged Reaper Ants in the distance.

His eyes darkened.

At this time, Wang Jian's daughter woke up. The little girl was scared of the dark. Despite her weakness, she forced herself to walk outside, gasping.

"Papa, where are you? Papa? Uncle Lao? Are you here?"

Alien beasts always follow the same pattern: they target the weakest first.

The moment Wang Jian's daughter opened the door, one of the ants shot out, flying straight toward her.

"Papa?" The little girl's voice trembled, oblivious to the danger.

Lao Gong, not too far away, saw her and immediately widened his eyes.

"Jui Jui!" He quickly ran toward her, using his cane for support.

Wang Jian saw where the ant was coming from and bolted toward the stairs. "Jui Jui!"

But how could they possibly catch up with a Winged Reaper Ant that was as fast as the wind?

Lin Weihao saw the ant diving toward the residence. He instantly released a bolt of lightning toward the other ant, but even that came too late to stop the ant's attack.

Jui Jui saw the ant getting closer, her voice stuck in her throat from fear. Pa…pa…

"Kekeke!"