At this time, the capital city in Du Ruo's eyes bore obvious traces of the times. Most pedestrians wore clothes in black, gray, and blue. The buildings were low and short, with walls that were mottled and dilapidated. Occasionally, a small car could be seen driving down the street, but the ringing of bicycle bells was constant, light and pleasant to the ear.,A month later, a meteorite fell from the sky. The meteorite carried a virus that could turn people into zombies. Du Ruo's space could only store the dead, the living couldn't enter. Even in the apocalypse, it was still dangerous.,The original owner was also quite ambitious. At 18 years old, she graduated from high school but unfortunately couldn't go to university. After graduating, she could only stay in the village and work as a farmer. In her free time, she would go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables. This time, she went up the mountain to collect wood ear fungus, ignoring the muddy road after the rain. Although she collected some wood ear fungus, she accidentally fell while going down the mountain and rolled off the mountain. The original owner died instantly.。