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

After counting the number of people in each building to ensure that no one would suddenly mutate due to infection, Song Shu smelled the stench on his body, wrinkled his nose, and walked downstairs side by side with Bo Li.

"How do you feel now?" Bo Li whispered.

Song Shu: "I just feel that the community is very dangerous. If we could not assess the danger before but were aware of it, then now we have to be in a state of war preparedness all the time."

Bo Li is silent.

After they got downstairs, Bo Li said, "Let's all go back and rest. Have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow we will gather all the survivors together and have a good discussion."

Song Shu didn't ask her what they were discussing. He just nodded, feeling a deep tiredness in his heart.

In the last days, the dead are just cold numbers, and their relatives will not know about the dead, because they may have died earlier. Their friends will not know about it either, because there is no communication now, and there is no need to send obituaries.

And tonight, how many survivors will not be able to sleep.

It was already dark, and the falling snow covered the damaged buildings with a layer of pure white, as if this could bring them back to any peaceful winter in the past.

When Song Shu passed by Building No. 4, she stopped and saw Cao Jian and Kane and others standing outside.

She stared at him for a while, then walked over to ask questions.

"Why are you still here? Go back and rest. Everyone has worked hard today."

Kane glanced behind her. Although his expression was serious, he was also curious. The same was true for the others.

Cao Jian said: "We found a very spacious space in Building No. 4."

Kane also said: "Rather than saying it's a vast space, it's better to say they dug through the foundation and dug very deep. Those zombie cats came out from there."

"But we've been in there before, and there wasn't any foundation that had been dug through," said another burly man, with a cigarette in his hand, and the sparks were very bright.

Song Shu: "I've seen it too, so I think——"

"It's an illusion." Fu Ying said coldly behind her. Cao Jian seemed to be thinking about something. Song Shu was interrupted and pursed his lips in silence.

"So what did you encounter down there? Can you tell us about it? I think it's not just zombie cats, right?" Kane said, "Since it's an attack, they didn't send out all their forces this time, right?"

Fu Ying stared at Song Shu in front of her and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, I will tell everyone everything I heard and saw."

Cao Jian nodded: "Okay, by the way, the hole in Building 4 has been sealed. Was it your ability that did this?"

Fu Ying: "Well, I plan to seal off the space under the community first, and then consider whether to build an underground defense base."

"This is a good idea. Let's talk about it later. You can take a rest today." Cao Jian waved his hand and the others followed, but Song Shu suddenly asked a question.

"By the way," she said, "Is Yu Yi okay?"

Kane snorted, "It's just a hit, isn't it? That's no big deal, it's okay, he's not some cookie that will break if hit."

Song Shu said politely: "Tell him I'm sorry for you."

"Don't be so polite. We are now comrades on the same line of life and death." Cao Jian shook his head.

Song Shu watched their figures gradually fade away in the wind and snow, while he continued walking towards Building No. 2.

Fu Ying followed quietly behind. The black wall of Building No. 2 did not recover after it was decomposed. Song Shu looked up.

Fu Ying found an opportunity and tried to speak: "I'll take you--"

Unexpectedly, Song Shu didn't even look at her and just teleported away.

Fu Ying stood there in a daze for a moment, then reacted quickly and drove the black mist up.

"Xiao Shu." She didn't want to be quiet anymore, so she jumped in through the corridor window, and the door had been shut tightly. "Xiao Shu, open the door."

The door was closed tightly, and a wisp of black mist lingered on Fu Ying's fingertips. She tried to force the black mist to enter through the crack in the door and open it, but before the black mist entered, it felt a thin layer of obstruction.

The blocking force was very weak, and Fu Ying realized that this was because Song Shu used Luo Ze's shielding ability, but because it was at the white level, this ability was not of much use to her.

If she wanted to break in, she could just break in directly, but Song Shu could also think of this, but still used this ability.

It was obvious that Song Shu didn't want her to go in.

Fu Ying realized this and stood outside the door in a daze, not knowing what to do.

She could just barge in and explain. After all, she really was protecting the community. If she didn't kill Lan Sang and Zi Sang before they escaped, she would no longer be herself.

She will never let go of any monster that may harm the base in the future. For this reason, she can temporarily put herself into a passive state just to seek an opportunity to kill it with one blow.

Moreover, she herself was badly injured, but Song Shu didn't even know it.

"Xiao Shu, open the door, let's talk." Fu Ying knocked on the door, her tone very sincere, "I didn't think it through, can you please let me in first?"

"Fu Ying?" Wang Sheng poked his head out from 1409 and stared at her in confusion. "I can hear your voice from here. What's wrong? Did Song Shu not let you in?"

Fu Ying ignored him. Three more people came out from the other end of the corridor. Gu Nini and Yuan Lin sent Luo Ze over. Seeing Fu Ying outside, Gu Nini said, "Here, whoever picked up the child should take care of him himself."

"We've already boiled hot water for her to take a bath." Yuan Lin said, looking at the closed door, a little puzzled, "Song Shu is in there? Then why don't you go in?"

"You'd better stay away from green peppers and eggs." said Gu Nini.

Yuan Lin was puzzled: "Ah? What do you mean?"

Gu Nini curled her lips and said lightly: “I’m afraid you will become a bowl of incense in a farmer’s house.”

Yuan Lin didn't react at first. When she realized that Gu Nini was scolding her, she had already walked away.

"Who would want to marry a mean woman?" Yuan Lin shook his head, waved at Fu Ying and left.

Luo Ze raised his head, his fair face full of curiosity: "Big sister, where is Sister Squirrel?"

Fu Ying didn't want to see the child in front of her, so she said, "Inside, ask her to open the door."

Luo Ze knocked on the door and said crisply, "Sister Squirrel, I'm back."

"Sister Squirrel."

"Sister Squirrel, open the door."

"Sister Squirrel—" Before Luo Ze could finish his words, the door was opened.

Luo Ze quickly grabbed the door and ran inside. Fu Ying hesitated for a few seconds, stepped in tentatively, and then quickly closed the door, fearing that the owner of the house would regret it.

There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom. It seemed that Song Shu opened the door with his telekinesis.

Luo Ze held the CD-ROM drive and put a disc into the computer, while Fu Ying pulled a small stool and sat down at the bathroom door, hugging her legs and staring at the blurry figure in the glass.