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

"Don't change the subject, dear." Fu Ying said softly, "Unless you dreamed of what they saw."

"How could I possibly see that?" Song Shu made a face, pulled his cheeks, and used two fingers to enlarge his eye sockets.

"Don't play tricks. This is the end of the world and there are no ghosts or gods." Fu Ying said.

Song Shu: "Pfft."

"You have to know that our world already has zombies and monsters. If there are ghosts and gods, isn't that normal?" She said with a smile, "Are you afraid of ghosts and gods?"

"I'm not afraid of anyone—except you." Fu Ying snorted, "I'm a henpecked man."

She gently peeled off the purple skin of the washed grapes on the table and brought the plump green flesh to Song Shu's lips. Song Shu bit it, swallowed it into his mouth with the tip of his tongue. Fu Ying's fingertips were stained with heat, and she took them back and twisted them.

"I'm just feeding you a grape, no need to be so suggestive," she said.

Song Shu swallowed the fruit pulp: "?"

"What did I hint at? You've got the wrong idea, okay? I can peel the grapes myself, I don't need you to feed me, hum." She licked her lips and reached out to take the grapes, but Fu Ying caught her fingertips. "What are you doing? I warned you not to tease me."

"Don't change the subject." Fu Ying said, "Tell me everything you saw in your dream. Don't leave out any words or scenes."

"You are so domineering, are you the reincarnation of the emperor?" Song Shu complained, "Then I will tell you the truth. I don't know what they dreamed about, but I dreamed about something I can know."

Fu Ying didn't let go of her finger: "Be more specific?"

"I dreamed of a very terrifying war, a showdown between the living and the living dead." Song Shu actually didn't want to recall the scenes he saw in his dream. Now that he said it out loud, the cruel fight seemed to reappear in his mind.

"Can you be more specific?" Fu Ying began to focus. "Where was the battle in your dream? What was the time period? Who were around you? Who was your opponent?"

"Don't ask so many questions at once. Let me think about it myself." Song Shu said as he took a grape and threw it directly into his mouth. He bit through the grape skin with his teeth, peeled out the flesh with the tip of his tongue, and spit out the grape skin.

"If you want to tell me the location, I don't think I know it. All the surrounding buildings have turned into ruins. There are all kinds of zombies everywhere. There are many corpses on the ground, some of which are from superpowers, some are human zombies, and some are animal zombies."

"I can't remember who my opponent was, but I know that person was very powerful, and it was that person who led the zombie army to attack our base. I seemed to have anticipated their attack, and I was fully prepared to fight."

Fu Ying quickly asked, "What color are the hearts of those psychics? What color are most of them? If there are more high-level psychics, then it was in the years after my death."

Song Shu pondered for a few seconds and said firmly: "It was the years after your death."

"Are you sure? Are there a lot of red and purple mutants?" Fu Ying asked while thinking, "If there were already many high-level mutants gathered in your base during that time period, there would probably be no fighting between the living and the living."

"You mean that by that time, there will no longer be different bases of superpowers killing each other for resources and territory." Song Shu was not surprised. "Indeed, I think so."

"At that time, the strength of the monster zombies was also very strong. In my memory, I saw many purple zombies and red zombies fighting against my people--" Song Shu said, and suddenly pulled out the fingers that were held by Fu Ying, and his dark pupils burst into a sharp light.

Fu Ying: "What's wrong?"

"In the scenes I know, some purple and red zombies were killed, but they were resurrected very quickly." Song Shu punched the dining table. Fortunately, she didn't use much force, otherwise the table would have cracked. "And the living dead turned into strange zombies and joined them."

"If their spirit crystals are still there—"

"No! The spirit crystal is not there, it is broken." Song Shu said, "The spirit crystal was blown up to nothing, and some of it was absorbed by the scene."

Fu Ying frowned, pondering the meaning of her words.

"If you don't believe me, you can look at my memory now." Song Shu said, "Although it was only a very short period - I think it was only about a minute. I didn't actually have any nightmares. I just had one suddenly before I woke up."

"I don't like this. You always have nightmares and can't sleep well. I feel bad." Fu Ying pursed her lips. "Is there no way to get all the memories at once?"

"If it was so easy to get, we wouldn't have had so many conflicts before." Song Shu sighed, "The misunderstandings and arguments before were so intense, and we are still entangled in the rain, just like the bloody lovers in the romance drama."

"Young lovers are prone to having bloody incidents." Fu Ying smiled and returned to seriousness, "So, do you think that in the battle you saw, the ability of the weirdo was to resurrect other weirdos?"

"If it can resurrect the monster, then this ability is too buggy, right? No matter who it is, they will have to die--" Song Shu was stunned for a moment, and Fu Ying's expression also paused.

"You said the three words 'all have to die' in your dream." Fu Ying leaned forward and said in a serious tone, "So in the end, the psychic did lose, right?"

"I don't know. I didn't see the ending. I really only saw a little bit." Song Shu hissed, "But that kind of despair was really fully conveyed to me now by my previous life."

If humans really lose in the end, then the battle in the dream should be a tragic, final battle to defend humanity.

When talking about this, both of them had their own worries in their hearts.

Fu Ying was still thinking about the memories she had obtained from Song Shu's spiritual crystal. She thought for a moment and asked directly, "What about Li Shuang?"

Song Shu looked surprised: "What Li Shuang?"

"Didn't you see her in that battle?" Fu Ying said.

Song Shu was a little puzzled. He reviewed his memory and shook his head.

"Without Li Shuang, maybe I had killed her in my previous life?" She guessed, "After all, I must have hated her in my previous life. I knew that from the way I locked her up and tortured her."

"But you said she was a canary." Fu Ying said, "Even if it meant to torture her, you wouldn't want to kill her, right?"

If Li Shuang were still alive, Song Shu in his previous life would not have died so easily. So, did he activate the time reversal before he died, or was there some other ending?

"Uh, I don't understand." Song Shu wanted to change the subject, "Fu Ying, do you have anything else to ask?"

After a moment of silence, Fu Ying said softly, "Yes."

"You said that you hated Li Shuang in your previous life, but I think that neither you now nor you in your previous life hated her very much."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have turned her into a canary and imprisoned her in your previous life, and you wouldn't have taken good care of her after she had a high fever."

"So, Xiaoshu, I want to ask you."

"Now, you have really forgiven her completely and want to be friends with her, right?"