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

"Please take a seat."

He Wusheng did not stand up from the sofa to greet them, but naturally picked up the teacup and drank water.

"You are so polite. You treat this place as your home." Song Shu said.

"What are you talking about? We have known each other for six years." He Wusheng smiled, "As good friends for six years, shouldn't we exchange pleasantries first after not seeing each other for so long?"

"You can greet me, but don't hug me, otherwise the person next to me will get angry." Song Shu teased. Fu Ying picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor, just glancing coldly at He Wusheng.

He Wusheng spread his hands: "I don't think I have tried to hug you in these years."

Song Shu said, "Since we've been friends for six years, I'm just giving you a friendly reminder."

"After living in this world for so many years, I feel a little reluctant to leave," said He Wusheng.

"Why do you think so? Don't you wish to return to your original world?" Song Shu was puzzled. "You must want to go back to see your master - the Supreme God Cang Zhuo."

He Wusheng drank his tea calmly.

"How good do you think their lives are?" she said.

Song Shu couldn't help but wonder: "If you mean that they need to protect the divine realm and various planes, in this long river of time, they can do a lot of things. In addition to official business, they will spend more time with their loved ones, right?"

"Yes, but I don't have a lover." He Wusheng said, "I exist in this world, and now I have friends like you, how can I bear to leave?"

"Don't say that first. The question is, can you leave?" Fu Ying said sarcastically. She cut some fruit and put it on the table. A black skewer appeared in Song Shu's hand, and he picked up a lychee and ate it.

"I definitely can't connect the two 'realms' of the plane - you can understand it as a parallel universe." He Wusheng said, "If you want to contact the people in that world, you have to find those people in Senrong City."

"I don't quite understand what you mean. Now Feng He said that she has no way to open the dimensional door. She can neither go to the divine realm nor to other planes - including that new world, the so-called 'realm'." Song Shu said, "She is not as powerful as when she was a monster."

"Many people become more powerful than their predecessors after they turn into monsters. This is normal." He Wusheng's face showed nostalgia. "Thinking back to when I was the king of the demon clan, I rose from a useless demon to become bigger and stronger, building the Demon God Realm and creating glory. I guarded my master's ice coffin for more than three hundred years. Although my senior sister found my master earlier than me..."

Song Shu: "Stop telling your story. I swear, as long as you help me find a way to go to the new world, I will spend three days and three nights listening to you talk about the legendary story of your first life."

He Wusheng thought: "Maybe I should write a biography. Oh, I shouldn't have drawn comics at that time. It would be faster to write a novel."

Song Shu: “…”

Fu Ying peeled a pomegranate with black mist, took an opened bottle of strong-flavored liquor in her hand, and drank from the bottle.

He Wusheng watched silently for a moment, then complained: "You are so cool."

Fu Ying wiped her mouth and raised an eyebrow at her.

Song Shu bumped Fu Ying's knee: "Who told you to drink so much?"

Fu Ying let out a sigh of relief, picked up two grapes and put them in her mouth.

"You have to wash it when you pour it into the cup, it's more convenient to drink directly this way."

"Look how lazy you are."

Fu Ying put his arm around her shoulders and stroked the obviously protruding bones, his movements becoming increasingly gentle.

He Wusheng put down his teacup and said seriously, "Regarding going to the new world - it is difficult for me to promise you. There is one thing you need to know. Since the divine punishment from heaven, I have lost contact with the way of heaven."

Song Shu: "As expected, Heaven hates you."

He Wusheng shook his head: "There is no like or dislike in the Heavenly Dao, but it is not the case with the Emperor God. As a human simulacrum, she has human emotions, but at the same time, she also has the rationality and ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao. The reason why the two fell out is because the Emperor God disrupted the order of the plane due to his own selfish desires, and the Heavenly Dao wants to correct all this."

"So we have to find a way to kill them all, but it's outrageous that the artifact was placed in this plane by Heaven. Why did it have to choose our world?" Song Shu asked.

"I can only say that although the Heavenly Dao intends to get rid of a few Supreme Gods, it will not so easily throw the artifact into a plane without spiritual energy." He Wusheng frowned, "From the time the artifact returned to its owner to the time it was sent to this plane, too many things could have happened."

"And the way of heaven won't interfere too much. To be specific, the artifact will flow from the hands of different people, and finally lead to a result, which is that the artifact comes to your world." She said, "I think that only when the place where I reincarnate becomes this plane, it is the operation of the way of heaven."

"You mean, our world is destined to be connected with yours." Song Shu said, "Then it really is true that there is no acquaintance without fighting."

"Your world has indeed suffered a lot of unforeseen disasters." He Wusheng said, "So I will help you return this world to its original state."

Song Shu: "Then what will you do?"

He Wusheng: "Let nature take its course. If I cannot ascend to become an immortal god in this last reincarnation, then I will slowly move towards my own end."

After a moment of silence, Song Shu spat out the lychee pit and said to Fu Ying, "Why didn't you remove it?"

Fu Ying controlled the black mist to dig out the lychee core and kissed her: "I'll go now."

He Wusheng casually hooked his fingers, and the lychees in the fruit bowl flew in front of her.

"I have a good idea here, do you want to hear it?"

Song Shu: "I would like to hear the details."

He Wusheng: "From the information you provided me, Li Chen in that fantasy world once had the memory of the first round of the original world, right?"

Song Shu: “That’s right.”

He Wusheng: "After the original world restarted, Li Chen still knew that he was from the fantasy world, right?"

Song Shu: "Yes, Li Chen and Feng He's relatives are all researchers of the New World Project, and they all know about it. Even if our world is restarted, they have not forgotten the relevant memories."

He Wusheng: "Then you might as well ask Li Chen if she can get in touch with herself in the fantasy world."

Song Shu frowned: "This is impossible, this Li Chen doesn't even know the existence of the fantasy world."

He Wusheng thought for a moment and said, "Can't you let them get their memories? Awaken Li Chen's memories before time went back. With her willpower, I believe she can do it."

Song Shu chewed the lychee flesh and did not speak immediately.

"Alas, you don't understand. This Li Chen is quite difficult to deal with." After she finished eating all the lychees in the fruit plate, she said worriedly, "If she recovers her first round of memories, she might come to attack Yimeng City."

Fu Ying snorted coldly: "Come if she has the guts. How capable is she to attack Yimeng City? I will make sure she never returns!"

Song Shu: "...Calm down, I'm just guessing."

He Wusheng said: "Don't worry, if she really comes to fight, I will help."

Song Shu spread his hands and made a face.

Fu Ying peeled a pear and handed it to her, then continued drinking from the bottle and was kicked.

"If you drink any more, you'll sleep on the balcony tonight."

Fu Ying put it down obediently.