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

"Eye."

Mono tapped her eyes.

"ear."

Mono pinched her earlobe.

"Lips and tongue."

Mono touched her lips with his fingertips.

"Close your eyes, shut off your ability to see, hear, and speak."

——Close your eyes.

Song Shu did as she was told. She instantly lost her vision and her ears became unusually quiet, as if there had never been any sound in the world. She slightly opened her lips, but her vocal cords seemed to have been erased and she could make no sound.

In fact, she couldn't feel whether she could make any sound. It was Mono who was using his mental power to convey messages to her.

This is a prophecy.

Mono didn't intend to tell her at first, but at her request, he revealed a little bit of the prophecy.

Perhaps this is part of what the prophecy predicted.

For those who are predicted, everything they do will reveal their inevitable fate on the road to the future.

But Song Shu was very confused, why did she lose all this?

From Mono's description, although she has lost these senses, she can still walk slowly on the grass under the guidance of Fu Ying and enjoy the warmth of the sun.

That means she didn't become a vegetable!

It's really miserable to become a vegetable! Who would be so unlucky?

Song Shu temporarily lost some of his senses, but the fluctuations of his mental power slowly probed outward, and he could still sense everything around him.

Before Mono put his fingers on her wrist, Song Shu reflexively grabbed Mono's wrist, then let go.

"Did you tell me when I lost my five senses?"

"No."

Song Shu sat patiently for a while and felt that this feeling was not too unbearable.

However, if this continues and I can only communicate with others through mental communication, my mentality will definitely collapse.

When she thought of this, she regained her closed senses, and Mono's face in front of her gradually became clear.

When he opened his mouth again, the sound was normal.

"It's okay, at least I'm not a vegetable." Song Shu said calmly, "It's okay to lose my senses."

"How can this be alright?" Ye Qi heard this prophecy at the time. She frowned and said, "If you can't see, hear, or speak, then Fu Ying will definitely stay with you every day and won't leave."

"Isn't it said that Fu Ying is the guardian inside the black wall and the punisher outside the black wall?" Song Shu remained calm, "I believe she will handle everything."

"You..." Ye Qi was almost speechless.

No, knowing that your future will become like that, how can you be so calm?

Song Shu held a can of Coke and drank it slowly.

"There's no point in getting anxious. If I start to worry about the future, my nightmares at night will turn into dreams of a vegetative state," she said. "Thank you for not hiding it from me, Mono."

"You'll know the day Fu Ying comes." Mo Nuo sighed, "She... I think she has always been worried about you."

"I know she will definitely worry about me." Song Shu grabbed the egg tart and bit off half of it, chewed it and swallowed it, "And I'm also worried that she will do something stupid because of this prophecy."

Mollys and Ye Qi looked at each other uneasily.

"So, what will Fu Ying do?" Ye Qi said.

"Go out and kill more zombies?" asked Morris.

Song Shu lowered his head and thought about it, and his heart suddenly sank.

An inexplicable chill spread in her chest, stronger than any previous warmth Fu Ying had left in her body.

She seemed to understand the meaning of this prophecy.

-

Fu Ying followed the black wall of the Huo'ou District and killed all the new batch of monsters gathered outside the wall. She wrapped all the spirit crystals in black mist and took them away. She shuttled through the black wall and quickly rushed back to the alien alliance.

Only by returning to Building No. 1415, returning to , and returning to the side of my lover.

Only then can her heart calm down.

She stayed out all day again today and cleared the section of the highway leading to Zecheng.

However, she clearly sensed that there existed forces in the mountains that she could not provoke for the time being.

"Xiao Shu."

Fu Ying landed on the balcony, pushed open the partition door and walked inside. Song Shu, wearing an apron, rinsed the cooked noodles with cold water at the dining table and sprinkled the prepared chili sauce on them.

"You're back?" Song Shu quickly mixed the noodles with chopsticks, "Eat quickly, or they'll clump together."

Fu Ying walked over and hugged him and kissed him. Song Shu almost couldn't hold the plate steady and said angrily, "If you drop it, I won't make a new one for you."

Fu Ying held her and stood quietly for a while.

"Then I'll eat first." Seeing Song Shu mixed the noodles, she gently pinched Song Shu's bun, but she didn't have enough strength and flattened the round bun.

Song Shu put the roasted chicken leg on the surface. Fu Ying said nothing and silently pinched the meatball into a rounder shape.

"Okay, eat." Song Shu said, "After you finish eating, I want to tell you something."

Fu Ying quickly went through the whole thing in her mind, but couldn't find any clues, so she obediently replied, "Okay."

Song Shu took off her apron, got a large bottle of coconut milk from the kitchen, took out the heated chicken meatballs from the microwave, and walked out of the kitchen.

She walked over to the dining table and saw Fu Ying slurping down cold noodles; her plate was almost empty.

"...You eat so fast?" Song Shu put down the coconut milk and chicken meatballs. "Eat slowly. Eating fast is bad for your stomach."

"Delicious." Fu Ying swallowed the last bit of noodles and did a very good job of completing the clean plate campaign.

Song Shu laughed and mixed another dish for her: "Are you not full?"

Fu Ying grabbed the back of her neck and leaned in to kiss her.

"Hmm——!" Song Shu was forced to taste the hot sauce she made. Fu Ying left her lips with satisfaction, lowered her head, picked up the plate and continued eating.

"Why are you so mean?" Song Shu said, "As expected, the longer we've been together, the more unscrupulous you become."

Fu Yingxian stretched out a hand and forced her fingers to interlock with his, still wolfing down the cold noodles. Song Shu held his face and stared at her, a gentle and sweet smile rising from his lips.

The spiritual crystals in the black mist suddenly poured onto the dining table in large quantities, scaring Song Shu.

"You killed a lot of them." Song Shu praised, "My Fu Ying is awesome."

Fu Ying drank coconut milk in big gulps and swallowed a few chicken meatballs. After she was full, she wiped her mouth, picked her up by the waist and brought her to the sofa.

Song Shu was shocked and quickly grabbed her arm: "Wait, wait until I finish asking you questions!"

Fu Ying gently placed her on the sofa.

"I know what you're going to ask," she said. "I thought about it while I was eating my noodles."

Song Shu: "What?"

Fu Ying and she really have a tacit understanding. Did she think of it as well?

Fu Ying reached out to touch her collarbone, his fingertips lingering on the depression.

Linger.

"You know?" Song Shu sighed, "I was planning to tell you, I actually-"

"Okay, I'll admit it honestly." Fu Ying said, "I just pulled Li Shuang's hair and said she had a low IQ."

"?"

"And that Yu Yi, I think he's still unhappy, isn't it just that I stuffed weird-tasting candy into his nostrils?"

"..."

Seeing Song Shu's gradually frowning eyebrows, Fu Ying pursed her lips and admitted it reluctantly.

"Okay, okay, I threw the cat outside to attract the attention of the monster, but it can run pretty fast. Now it's back and is chewing catnip in a pet store in the outer city."

"…What else did you do?"

"Nope."

Song Shu was silent.

Fu Ying was a little nervous.

Logically speaking, Xiao Shu wouldn't be angry about such a small matter, right?