22 Seaview Hotel

After killing hundreds of bloodthirsty crows, their numbers seemed to increase rather than decrease.

Noah, feeling helpless as the situation seemed endless, took a motorcycle from his expansive space, revved the engine, and sped off, disappearing at the end of the street.

As it looked, the time left for him to find a chef was running out.

The number of crows would only grow, and after tomorrow, even he couldn't guarantee absolute safety when going out. In the face of millions of bloodthirsty crows, all abilities would be futile.

He must find a chef he liked today; otherwise, waiting for the crows to disperse would mean waiting for another half a month.

Who knew if it would still be possible to find a good chef by then, or if they would have already been fed to the crows and bats.

Noah had several potential locations in mind where he might find a chef. He accelerated, effortlessly bursting a fat zombie blocking the way with his dagger from a distance.

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Seaview Hotel: On the day the apocalypse struck, Seaview Hotel was hosting its annual charity auction.

Elites and celebrities from all walks of life gathered here, including many high-profile officials, business elites, and stars...

The charity event was attended by no less than a thousand people. The ground was covered in red carpet, and journalists from major media outlets competed to cover the event, making it grand and solemn.

However, as the apocalypse descended, everything changed.

Zombies suddenly appeared and mercilessly slaughtered the crowd. The dead were either devoured by zombies or resurrected to drag their mangled bodies and join the army of zombies in their massacre.

The situation quickly spiraled out of control. A portion of the people risked their lives to escape the hotel, but many more were trapped inside, desperately running to the upper floors.

In the chaos, many were even trampled to death.

The unrest lasted for an entire day and night before gradually subsiding.

Of the original thousand or so people, only less than two hundred remained after just one day.

These survivors retreated to hide above the 18th floor of the hotel, gasping for survival.

With all communication devices failing, the hotel itself had become an isolated island. Below were thousands of zombies wandering the floors, while above was a hundred meters of high air. Those inside couldn't get down, and no one outside would think of coming in.

In this desperate situation, people could only pray for rescue to arrive soon.

However, as time passed, the zombies began to mutate. The obstacles previously blocking the corridors could no longer stop these bloodthirsty monsters. The mutated zombies broke through doors and windows, devouring one survivor after another.

The 18th floor fell on the second day, followed by the 19th and 20th floors.

By the fourth day, only the 22nd floor still had survivors.

The 22nd floor was not a guest room but a narrow storage level at the top of the hotel with only three rooms.

At this moment, the largest room was hiding about twenty survivors, including men, women, the elderly, and children.

Everyone sat on the floor, their faces blank, the room filled with an air of despair.

"I'm so hungry. Does anyone have any food to share? I'll pay a million just for a small bite," said a sexy actress in a black evening gown, weakly.

She was the A-list actress Ma Yingying, a former national goddess, now with disheveled hair, cracked lips, and a sallow complexion.

A middle-aged man in a suit scoffed, "As if you're the only one hungry. Forget a mere million. I'd happily trade ten million for a pack of instant noodles."

His name was Hua Ge, a renowned director known in the industry as Hua Dao, who had directed several popular films, achieving significant box office success.

Others agreed with Hua Ge's remark. Ten million for a pack of instant noodles seemed a fair trade to everyone present. None of them were poor; each was well-off in their own right.

Unfortunately, at times like these, money isn't omnipotent; it can't even buy a single grain of rice.

Over these four days, everyone had barely eaten anything, driven to the brink of starvation.

The only relief came the day before when everyone shared three loaves of bread.

Those three loaves of bread were contributed by a woman named Liu Hui.

At this thought, everyone's gaze turned to a mother and daughter sitting in a corner.

The mother, around 30 years old, named Liu Hui, wore an ink-colored cheongsam. She carried herself with dignity, her figure curvaceous, her skin as white as snow, and her face delicate. Time seemed not to have left its mark on her, as she still looked as radiant as a young girl, surpassing most of the female celebrities present in terms of beauty. It was hard to imagine she was already a mother.

Even in this desperate situation, Liu Hui kept her appearance meticulously neat, her hair neatly coiled behind her head, her expression slightly melancholic but not overly distressed.

Curled up in Liu Hui's arms was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in a pink dress. With big eyes and a face like an egg, her tender cheeks bore two cute dimples. The girl's name was Yu Qiaoqiao. Coming from a prestigious family and starting as a child star, she possessed a remarkable screen presence. Coupled with her good looks, she was already a well-known celebrity.

The mother and daughter were also guests at the charity auction when the apocalypse struck and failed to escape in time, getting trapped in the hotel as well.

Moreover, they were among the first to hide on the 22nd floor. When other survivors arrived, it was the mother and daughter who opened the door for them. The entrance to the 22nd floor is relatively hidden, making it difficult for zombies to find, which is why everyone has managed to survive until now.

"Do you have any more food, Liu Hui? Please share it with everyone," Hua Ge asked, looking at Liu Hui with hope.

Liu Hui shook her head: "There's none left."

"Where did those loaves of bread come from then? You couldn't possibly still be hiding some, could you?" Hua Ge seemed not to give up and continued to press.

Liu Hui frowned: "I really don't have any more. The last three loaves of bread were all shared with everyone."

Hua Ge became visibly agitated: "Impossible, you must have more food. You and your daughter were the first to hide here. God knows how much food you've hidden."

"Bring out all the food you have, come on!"

Hua Ge was already shouting with an excited expression.