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

The memory transmission was interrupted when the three people confronted each other.

After Song Shu stopped talking in his sleep, he groaned uncomfortably.

Fu Ying came back to his senses and patted her belly gently, rubbing his lips against the back of her neck.

She originally wanted to continue watching, but she was really worried that Song Shu would discover her peeking at her memory when he woke up.

But she also learned something important.

The memories of the previous life are really in the spirit crystal that Song Shu possesses at this moment.

Song Shu turned over and fell into her arms, humming. Fu Ying felt the smooth and delicate skin under her palm and coaxed him in a low voice: "Wake up."

"Don't..." Song Shu had indeed woken up. He reached out to push Fu Ying's fingers away, and the last syllable of his voice rose slightly, stirring Fu Ying's heart, "I'm not awake yet."

"Do superpowers have such poor physical strength? Haven't woken up yet?" Fu Ying scratched her waist and heard a giggle as she wished. "I don't think I suppressed you last night."

"Nonsense, you clearly know how hard you tried last night." Song Shu yawned, too sleepy to open his eyes. He touched Fu Ying's back, still brooding over last night's failed counterattack.

Why is Fu Ying sexually cold? If she works harder in the future, will she be able to stop being cold?

It seems that only the bottom would be cold, but the top would be like a wolf and want to swallow her completely.

Hey, this person is really strange, what kind of physique...

Song Shu continued to sleep, but Fu Ying did not let her fall asleep again. She simply pinched the soft flesh on her waist with her big hand, slowly slid down, and murmured.

"I really want to keep doing this with you."

?

Song Shu hurriedly got up from the bed: "You pervert!"

She pulled the quilt down, and both she and Fu Ying were attacked by the cold air in the room.

Song Shu rubbed his eyes, quickly put on his clothes and got out of bed. Fu Ying sighed quietly beside him: "In ancient times, the king would not want to attend the court in the morning if he had a beauty in his arms. I used to disdain it, but now I really understand..."

"Why are you reciting rhymes here?" Song Shu said unhappily, "Get up and cook."

Fu Ying got up obediently.

……

"I want to go out with them and fight zombies."

After Song Shu and Fu Ying finished their breakfast, Kong Sisi dragged Luo Ze over and told them her thoughts.

"Okay." Fu Ying didn't even raise her head. Kong Sisi was very happy, but Luo Ze looked a little worried.

"No." Song Shu said, "Try to go out less during this period."

Seeing that she rejected this idea, Luo Ze breathed a sigh of relief and agreed, "Yes, I heard Uncle Cao and Brother Yu Yi talking about the base where those people were staying before. They said that there are very powerful people over there who can kill purple-level psychics in one go. We can't go out."

"Don't be afraid, Luo Ze." Kong Sisi was unhappy, "I will protect you."

Fu Ying was still flipping through the book, so Song Shu advised the two little girls, "It's not a question of whether you're afraid or not. Sisi, I know you're very strong and brave, but you're not a high-level psychic now, so it's best not to leave the base."

"The same goes for Luo Ze. Her abilities are too special. If outsiders knew about it, she would be the first person to be targeted and killed. Sisi, if you care about Luo Ze, you should stay in the base with her for a while and train well. Do you understand?"

Luo Ze nodded quickly: "That's right."

Kong Sisi frowned and thought for a while, then answered in a matter-of-fact tone: "Then, if there is danger, Sister Fu Ying can just kill the most powerful people, so that the remaining people will not pose a threat to our base."

"Just kill the most powerful person. Can't Sister Fu Ying launch a sneak attack? If her Black Mist wants to deal with someone of the same level of strength, she shouldn't be at a disadvantage, right?"

Song Shu was slightly stunned. Before he could think of how to respond, Fu Ying praised him with an expressionless face.

"You are very smart." She looked at Kong Sisi, whose eyes were filled with joy. "You are also very brave and decisive. Among the younger generation in the base, I am afraid no one can make faster progress than you."

Are you praising me now? Song Shu frowned and was about to stop her from continuing. His eyes swept to Luo Ze beside Kong Sisi, and another idea came to his mind.

In today's world, rational and decisive people have clear judgment, quick decision-making and strong execution ability, and can grasp the survival direction and protection strategy of the base as a whole.

Even when faced with problems such as lack of resources and threats from external enemies, the base can still ensure strict order and efficiency, and on this basis give members the freedom and dignity they deserve. Emotional support can better maintain the relationship between each other and the cohesion of the team.

Kong Sisi lacks sensitivity and concern for the pain of others, while Luo Ze is more likely to empathize with others, but this can also interfere with action decisions to a certain extent.

It would be nice to let them try to complement each other.

"But - you should always put your own life first." While Song Shu was thinking, Fu Ying had already begun to convey her experience to Kong Sisi and Luo Ze, "As long as you are alive, you have a chance to turn the tables, do you understand?"

"But if Luo Ze is injured, I will protect her life first, and then care about my own life." Kong Sisi retorted.

Fu Ying said: "Actions are more important than words."

Kong Sisi grabbed Luo Ze's hand and promised loudly: "I will prove it to you!"

Rose's watery blue eyes were filled with emotion.

When there were only two people left in the room again, Song Shu gently kicked Fu Ying's shoes and said to her, "It seems I was wrong."

Fu Ying: “What?”

"I thought Luo Ze was more likely to be soft-hearted, which would affect her decision-making. Now it seems that I think Kong Sisi is more likely to lose her mentality than her."

Fu Ying just poured herself a cup of tea and smiled indifferently.

"It's always good to give children a little encouragement," she said. "I don't expect them to achieve anything in the next few years. They should be content with just keeping their lives."

Song Shu stared at the ceiling for a moment, then asked her:

"Do you think what Kong Sisi said makes sense? If we kill that Red Alien, Canglan City won't be a threat anymore."

"That's true in principle." Fu Ying said, "But if I kill them all now, there will be pros and cons. After all, we can't be sure who your teammates were in your previous life. If I kill them in advance, you will be at a loss."

"Then kill the leader first?"

"I really want to kill him."

"You're afraid his mysterious powers will hurt you."

“No one is not afraid of the mysterious.”

Seeing that Song Shu was silent, Fu Ying pondered for a while and began to ask: "Now I want to talk to you about something else."

Song Shu said sternly, "Don't be shy."

"...No." Fu Ying laughed, "I just want to ask you what you dreamed about before you got up this morning."

Song Shu said "oh", and his expression couldn't tell whether it was a good dream or a nightmare.

She just looked up at the ceiling, fingers interlaced and pressed together, breathing shallowly.

"Hey, do you think what Mo Nuo and Li Shuang saw was a scene outside this world?"