What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

Bo Li stepped forward, squatted down and whispered to comfort her: "She will be fine, let's wait a little longer."

"Everyone, be careful of the monster's sneak attack again. Kane, Gu Zhenyan, Wang Sheng... let's go." Cao Jian said, and asked the other psychics who could still move to go to the sides of the black wall and surround Building No. 4.

Song Shu clenched her fists suddenly, she stood up, and took out a long knife in her hand. There was blood and dust on her face, but no tears.

"The underground space has to be sealed off," she said.

Bo Li said worriedly: "Fu Ying is still inside. Although she is Zi Yi, after all——"

Seeing that Bo Li stopped talking, Song Shu turned around.

The black liquid on the ground suddenly bubbled up and slowly condensed into a human shape. The psychics who had not walked far stopped and subconsciously released their superpowers towards the black liquid shape.

Bo used his telekinesis to create a barrier between Song Shu and himself, but he never expected that Song Shu would walk out by himself: "Song Shu, be careful!"

"Song Shu, don't go over there, be careful, that's a monster!" Yu Yi said as he teleported over, reaching out to grab Song Shu's arm and take her away, but the black liquid on the ground was faster than him and directly turned into a fist the size of a basketball and hit his chest!

Yu Yi was caught off guard and was knocked onto other people. He was unable to get up for a while. He coughed violently and saw Song Shu still walking towards the black liquid figure.

The black liquid slowly faded from the top of his head, revealing a black hood.

Further down, there was a face covered in blood, with only a pair of dark eyes glimmering with light.

Song Shu ignored the blood all over her body and the rotten flesh stuck to her clothes. He took two or three steps and walked up to her. The heat emanating from his heart took a long time to dissipate and even became more intense.

Fu Ying took off her hood and then her windbreaker, revealing her neck and arms which were also covered in blood. She wiped the blood off her face with her windbreaker, and her healed right hand was still trembling slightly.

"Fu Ying," Bo Li asked, "what did you see down there?"

Fu Ying just lowered her eyes and looked at the expressionless Song Shu. When she aroused hatred in others, she must also have a more poisonous and cruel hatred. This ability would affect her emotions for several months.

But now when I see the girl I like, there is only a hint of sourness and sweetness lingering in my heart.

She wanted to open her arms and hug Song Shu, but her body was too dirty, so she had to put down her arms and said gently: "Are you okay?"

Song Shu stared at her for a few seconds, tightening and loosening his clenched fists, and finally said, "Very good."

Fu Ying watched the girl turn around, and the pain in her body didn't seem that serious. It was just an infection, and she could just suppress it with her mental strength. But if Song Shu was infected, then -

Before she could finish her thought, Song Shu, who had already turned around and left, turned back with anger in his eyes.

Fu Ying thought Song Shu was going to hit her and didn't back down at all - but Song Shu just hugged her tightly.

Very hard.

Fu Ying felt that her ribs, which had not yet healed, were broken again. She took a breath silently, endured the pain and wanted to hug back.

But Song Shu just hugged her for a moment, then pushed her away without any reluctance, and turned to Bo Li: "Let's go, let's count the casualties."

Bo Li: "But, what if the monster comes to attack again——"

Song Shu: "No, at least not in the short term."

Bo Li glanced towards Fu Ying, and the worry on his face quickly turned into a teasing look like he was watching a play: "Okay."

Fu Ying stood where she was. Although the others were doubtful and confused and wanted to know what was going on underground, there were obviously more important things to do now.

When a battle is over, there is a need for clearing up and reviewing, and more.

Fu Ying looked down at the flat, black ground, waved her hand gently, letting the remaining black liquid return to the wall, and then chased in the direction Song Shu left.

-

Apart from the two mutated boys, the death toll in Building 1 and Building 2 was zero. Kane and the others were bitten and scratched, and although they were infected, fortunately the zombie cats were all at green or blue level. They took out the reserved spirit crystals to speed up the recovery of their mental strength and suppressed the infection.

Building No. 3 was originally relatively sparsely populated, with only seven psychics, four white-level psychics were infected and mutated, and three green-level psychics survived. Of the sixty ordinary people in Building No. 5, only fourteen remain, and nearly thirty psychics are all alive.

According to Gu Zhenyan and Gu Nini, many mutants in Building No. 3 and Building No. 5 jumped into the cave. According to Fu Ying, she did not let go of any mutant with special abilities.

The number of people with special abilities in Building 6 to Building 8 was reduced by one third. Some of the dead people were of very low level and their abilities were not suitable for attacking and self-protection.

Bo Li held the list in his hand, crossed out the names one by one, and sighed.

"There are less than a hundred people alive," she said.

Song Shu looked at the young boy lying on the sofa with a weak complexion. He was the one who had the supernatural power to make his body parts bigger. Now his arms and legs were covered with pits and wounds, and many pieces of flesh were bitten by zombie cats. Because his mental strength recovered slowly, his wounds were difficult to heal quickly.

"He may not survive." Ah Yan said, "If the infection is not completely suppressed, the wound cannot be healed, and his mental strength cannot be restored, he will be doomed."

"He's not dead yet, so he can't become a weird zombie." Song Shu said, smelling the scent of lemon at the tip of his nose.

She stopped talking and heard Fu Ying whisper beside her: "A mutant who cannot suppress the infection of the spirit crystal may mutate while still alive. The movement of the spirit crystal to the brain will allow him to retain consciousness and become stronger."

Ah Yan said: "He can suppress the infection by absorbing spirit crystals to restore his mental strength."

"Well, that depends on his own will." Fu Ying said, her eyes lingering on the profile of Song Shu beside her. She walked into the living room and asked the boy to hold the green spirit crystal tightly and absorb it quickly.

"In fact, he has strong willpower. After all, he is only a white level." Ah Yan said, "By the way, when did you take a bath?"

Fu Ying changed into clean clothes and was emitting heat all over her body. She reached out to hold Song Shu's hand, but the latter turned around at this moment and faced away from her.

Fu Ying was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I took a cold shower because there was no hot water at home."

Song Shu didn't respond.

A Yan walked in to look for Bo Li, while Fu Ying looked at the back of Song Shu's head and understood what was going on.

It looks like something colder than a cold shower is about to happen.