"Still no news from the Rose Hotel?"

"No."

Song Shu paced in the room, gently stroking the gold ring on his left ring finger with his right hand, which was shining with a warm luster.

She turned around and questioned Fu Ying: "So, you just wanted to take me there to have a look, and you yourself didn't know whether they really had someone guarding there - or transferring the surviving mutants?"

"Since there is a wall of corpses nearby, it means that there must be living or dead things with independent consciousness moving around there, and the Rose Hotel is so clean, there are no signs of fighting, this is something that cannot happen anywhere else." Fu Ying said, "So I think, if they didn't come, it must be because-"

Song Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, motioning her to continue.

Fu Ying paused and continued, "I'm in trouble."

"You mean the owner of the Rose Hotel, the Xiang family, encountered trouble at their real base." Song Shu thought about her words, "Maybe you are right. After all, we experienced a disaster in February. There is no reason why other places will not be attacked."

"Perhaps, the Xiang family was completely destroyed by the disaster, so they didn't send anyone over." She walked in front of Fu Ying and analyzed calmly, "Of course, I personally don't think Xiang He would die like that, otherwise how would I see her later?"

Fu Ying's gaze stayed on her fingers, and her eyes were dazzled by the golden light.

"Why are you wearing it today?"

"Where did you get it?" Song Shu asked.

Fu Ying hesitated for a moment and told the truth: "It's a family heirloom, my mother left it to me."

Song Shu was silent for a few seconds, raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, and his voice softened: "Then I have to keep it well."

Fu Ying nodded gently, touched Song Shu's hand with the ring, and kissed it devoutly on her lips.

"Put on the ring, and you will be mine, and I will be yours," she murmured.

"Don't be so cheesy, I'll blush." ​​Song Shu's fingertips tickled her cheek, then pulled away, "That Yang Haiyou in Building No. 5, her abilities are really strong."

"Reshaping broken limbs and regenerating flesh and bones, it seems that this ability should be called 'regeneration'." Fu Ying said, "If you get this ability, your ability will be greatly improved."

"I can't get it." Song Shu said.

Fu Ying: “…What?”

Song Shu used "screen projection" to display all the supernatural imprints deep in his mind. Those imprints slowly floated in front of Fu Ying's eyes, flashing their own different lights.

"Look, I now have a lot of superpower imprints, including the superpowers I got from 'Soul Devourer'," she said, "but here comes the problem. I could copy other people's superpowers at will before, and my 'copy' can even filter other people's superpowers."

"But why is it that now, facing Yang Haiyou——" There is also Yu Yi's second ability, "Such a powerful ability, why can't I, the purple one, copy it?"

Fu Ying looked at her depressed face quietly, and reached out to smooth her frowning brows: "Don't be too anxious, it will be fine."

"It's not a matter of anxiety." Song Shu said, "I'm a purple alien, why can't I imprint new abilities? I'm afraid that something might go wrong with my abilities."

"What could go wrong?" Fu Ying soothed him patiently, "The abilities you have now are enough to protect yourself. We can wait for a while and try again."

"But no matter whose ability I use, 'Copy' is my innate ability." Song Shu said, "My 'Copy' cannot have any problems."

"I know." Fu Ying persuaded softly, "But don't rush it. Calm down first and we'll think about it slowly later, okay?"

After a long while, Song Shu whispered, "I need a power that can calm me down. I can get it right now."

"What?" Fu Ying caught the key words, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen.

"Yu Yi, he awakened his second ability when he upgraded." Song Shu curled his lips, "It can calm other people's emotions."

She stared at Fu Ying who was standing still. Just as she was about to add something, she noticed that a fierce light suddenly flashed in Fu Ying's dark eyes!

"Fu Ying," Song Shu wondered, "what's wrong with you?"

She thought about it and suddenly realized: "Oh, are you afraid that Yu Yi's ability will restrain yours? I don't think you need to worry too much about this problem. After all, you are a red ability, and his ability is just to soothe emotions-"

"Xiao Shu." Fu Ying closed her eyes and interrupted her softly, "I'm not worried."

Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. I was afraid you would want to kill him because of this."

Fu Ying: "Is it not possible?"

Song Shu was slightly startled. Looking at Fu Ying's calm face, she asked tentatively, "You're not...really afraid of him, are you?"

"I'm not afraid of him." Fu Ying said, "You want his supernatural power, right?"

"Yes."

"it is good."

Yu Yi, you are so lucky.

Saved his life again.

Fu Ying coaxed Song Shu, and memories of her past life came back to her.

That's -- that's a bit strange.

Although she had never gotten along with anyone in the Freedom Camp in her previous life, except for the small groups that wanted to kill her, Yu Yi and his men were relatively polite to her. At least they didn't show any displeasure on the surface.

What's more, after Bo Li's seven-day siege, it was Yu Yi who brought a group of people from the Freedom Camp to break through Bo Li and others' defense line and rescue her.

Although she was hunted down by her fellow campers after that, and soon encountered a disaster, as well as a battle between the Alien Alliance and the Freedom Camp, and then - she met Song Shu at that time.

At that time, Song Shu was still Zi Yi. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be that difficult to kill Yu Yi.

I wonder if Yu Yi was killed in the end?

Also, why would Yu Yi cooperate with other people in the camp to raid her at that time?

The scene before her death reappeared in front of her eyes - Yu Yi in the freedom camp, looking at her with contempt and pity as she could not change the fate of death, and the smile on the corner of his lips made it difficult to tell the meaning.

Did she already know that she would be the first person to die in that disaster?

After all, he was the instigator.

Fu Ying looked at Song Shu sitting on the sofa, blowing a sip of the hot tea in the cup and sipping it leisurely.

She walked over and sat next to Song Shu, always feeling that her death in her previous life was a mystery.

There must be a bigger conspiracy behind this.

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