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

In the small bedroom under the incandescent light, Song Shu, who was still breathing softly, was still held in Fu Ying's arms.

Her mental strength was slowly recovering, but there was a dense itch across her waist that made her want to scratch it.

Song Shu did reach out to scratch it, but Fu Ying grabbed her wrist and said, "The wound is healing, don't touch it."

Wound?

Song Shu lowered his head and lifted the hem of his T-shirt. The originally white skin on his waist was suddenly covered with countless red marks that were very visually impactful, but they were slowly fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ah - yes, it was the wound left by the green zombie before.

"The Green Sang Society has supernatural powers, Fu Ying." Song Shu murmured.

Fu Ying: "Yes, generally speaking, Bai Sang also has special abilities."

Song Shu stood up from her arms, slowly moved to the other side of the bed, lowered his eyebrows, and asked, "Where have you been?"

Fu Ying: “It’s not important.”

"This is very important." Song Shu said, "I needed you at that time, and I also needed to go to the battlefield, but you locked me in the house, and when I came out, I didn't see where you were, I-"

"Heh." To her surprise, Fu Ying actually laughed softly.

Her expression remained calm, but her tone was very gentle.

"You came out, and that's what I wanted to see."

Song Shu was stunned for a long while, somewhat unable to believe it.

"You...you did this on purpose?" she asked. "You wanted me to learn how to control my powers? So you went out the window and disappeared? Because you wanted to see how long it would take me to get out of the door of 1415?"

Fu Ying just sat there quietly, gently twisting the fingertips that had been pierced just now. Now the wound had healed and new skin had grown.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Shu pursed his lips and emphasized:

"But you know... you know there are Green Sorrows outside, right? And there are psychics from other floors coming to the 14th floor to help us, but if their own levels can only be equal to those of the Green Sorrows, they may still die."

"I can kill all the Green Sorrows that come to the fourteenth floor in an instant." Fu Ying said calmly, "So they can't die."

Song Shu: “…”

She smiled bitterly: "Now there is no sound outside, which means that you have solved everything."

Fu Ying grabbed a corner of the quilt and tried to cover her, but Song Shu shook his head.

"I smell bad, so I want to take a shower first," she said. "You should take a shower too."

Fu Ying curved her lips and said, "Okay."

Song Shu thought about those superpowers, walked around Fu Ying and got out of bed: "I remember Wang Sheng seemed to be bitten, I'll go check it out--"

She looked into Fu Ying's dark eyes and asked hesitantly, "If a superpower is bitten by a monster, he will be transformed, right?"

"He will indeed be transformed, but it depends on the situation. Wang Sheng will not become a member of the Undead Army at the moment, so you can rest assured."

There was a hint of coldness in Fu Ying's tone.

"Of course, if you insist on going to see him, I won't say anything. Anyway, you've almost recovered now."

Song Shu nodded and lowered his head to look for his shoes.

The warm touch on her lips had not completely dissipated yet. Fu Ying stared at Song Shu's profile and couldn't help asking, "Are you worried about that petrified body?"

There was no such person as Wang Sheng in her impression of the members of Songshu Base.

"After all, he is now our comrade, and he has just experienced a fierce and tragic battle. I will go to see him and come back immediately if everything is fine." Song Shu shrugged, "By the way, ask him how much he knows about the sudden situation outside."

She looked at Fu Ying sitting motionless on the bed with an expressionless face, and offered an olive branch: "Don't you want to go with me? It must be quite dangerous outside now."

"..."

Fu Ying stood up silently and followed Song Shu out.

-

After Song Shu went out, he saw the corridors littered with zombie corpses, the broken elevator door and the messy stairwell, and was speechless for a moment.

Now that she was safe, the courage that had been surging in her body had dissipated. She smelled the stinky and fishy smell in the corridor and felt a little nauseous.

Anyway, I'll clean it up tomorrow.

The two of them arrived at the closed door of room 1409. Song Shu knocked on the door gently and glanced at the corridor.

There is nothing blocking the corridor now. If a monster suddenly rushes up, it will be difficult to resist.

Song Shu didn't feel panicked because Fu Ying was beside him, and he knocked on the door again patiently.

With a click, Wang Sheng's pale face and still arrogant smile appeared behind the door: "Hey, the savior is here."

"Stop talking nonsense. How are you? Are you okay?" Song Shu pushed the door open and entered. Fu Ying followed closely behind him, but did not close the door. She just stood at the door and looked at Wang Sheng quietly.

Wang Sheng shook the bottle in his hand and recounted his experience briskly: "Are you talking about those beach kids? No, they just bit my stone legs. It hurt, but it didn't hurt my flesh."

"You're lucky. Congratulations." Song Shu said, "What about those survivors who came to this floor to help us? Do you know where they went?"

Wang Sheng pointed to the west and spread his hands, saying, "I can't chase them away. If you don't want to, then go talk to them yourself."

This was said to Fu Ying. Song Shu looked back and then turned back to express his confusion: "You mean... those superpowers are on this floor? In other rooms?"

She took two steps back and turned to go out, but Fu Ying blocked the door and asked calmly, "Where are you going?"

"If you want to meet those people with special abilities, you can go during the day." A three-edged thorn appeared in her hand. "After all, they want to negotiate."

Song Shu thought for a moment and asked Wang Sheng: "How many people are there?"

Wang Sheng said: "I saw four."

"Four," Song Shu repeated, "Four. It seems we must make these allies."

"In that case, have a good rest. We will have a very pleasant meeting tomorrow." After she said that, she left the living room under Fu Ying's gaze.

On the way back, Fu Ying said indifferently: "How do you know that tomorrow's meeting will be pleasant?"

Song Shu grinned at her.

"Don't you think I should learn to use my powers faster?"

Song Shu held her hand, his round and bright almond eyes full of ease.

"Besides, I've wanted fire powers for a long time."