A giant lobster lifted Li Nuo with its whiskers and was about to put him into its mouth.

I quickly reacted and hugged Li Nuo, instinctively pushing him forward.

We both fell to the ground, and Li Nuo's upper body was covered in blood. He passed out instantly.

The lobster started screeching, and the sound shook the rocks as they pelted down on my back.

I rolled with Li Nuo and ended up under the bed.

My ears were filled with the screams of the monster and the running and screaming of other humans in the underground shelter.

The lobster couldn't find us, perhaps it was attracted by someone else.

After I heard a girl's scream abruptly stop, I heard the sound of chewing fading away from above my head.

I tried to shout for the system, but as soon as I opened my mouth, Li Nuo's blood surged in.

Fortunately, the system heard my cry in my mind, "Host, I'm here."

I swallowed Li Nuo's blood directly, my hand covering his wound.

"Save my friend, please! He's injured!"

The system remained silent for a long time, as if it were a century.

When I reached the point of despair, it finally spoke slowly, "Are you willing to trade one year of your life for a hemostatic pill? It can only stop the bleeding, not save his life."

Without any hesitation, I replied, "I'm willing, give it to me!"

Soon, a dark pill fell into my hand.

I held Li Nuo tightly, my hand trembling, trying to put it into his mouth.

But his face was pale, his teeth clenched.

With no other choice, I grabbed the iron spoon that fell on the ground and forcefully pried his mouth open, then stuffed the pill into his blood-filled mouth.

Soon, Li Nuo's wound gradually stopped bleeding.

I crawled out from under the bed and retrieved the needles, thread, medicines hidden by Li Nuo in the cabinet, as well as a bottle of white wine he had saved for a long time, saying he would only drink it on the day he died. Then I returned to the bed.

I used the white wine to clean his shoulder, and finally, I could see clearly how big the wound was—his entire shoulder was torn open.

With trembling hands, I did my best to stitch up his wound.

Only then did I realize that he had stopped breathing at some point.

"Li Nuo! Li Nuo!"

I desperately performed cardiac resuscitation and artificial respiration on him. The dust raised by the monster fell on his face, and the collapsed bed board pressed against my back.

It felt like we were being buried.

He kept his eyes tightly closed, holding two playing cards tightly in his hand.

One red, stacked with one black.

In an instant, I seemed to understand how he did his magic tricks.

In that moment, I couldn't hold back anymore. I pounded his chest and cried uncontrollably.

Don't die!

Don't die!

If you're dead, what should I do?

What should I do alone?

What should I do in this kind of world?