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

Not long after Song Shu finished eating the watermelon and was flirting with Fu Ying, she received a message for help from Luo Ze. She asked Fu Ying, but Fu Ying didn't care.

"If you can't even handle such a small thing, what's the use of it in the future?" she said.

"After all, Uncle Kong has taken care of them for so long and raised Luo Ze as his own daughter. Now that the two have come out, they still love each other. It's normal that Uncle Kong can't accept it for a while." Song Shu said.

"I think he thinks Kong Sisi is not very reliable. After all, Luo Ze is not his biological daughter, but Kong Sisi is." Fu Ying said, "If the two break up in the future, Kong Sisi is still his daughter, so what about Luo Ze?"

Song Shu: "Oh, your idea... makes sense."

"Let the children solve their own problems. Don't worry about them anymore. You should worry about - the relationship between you and me." Fu Ying said softly, reaching out her hand to lift Song Shu's chin and kissing his lips.

Song Shu was confused: "What's the matter?"

Fu Ying was unhappy: "I didn't even let Juehen track you today. I did such a good job, but you didn't praise me."

Song Shu smiled, touched her head, and ruffled her hair: "My wife is so great, come, give me a kiss~"

Fu Ying took the initiative to accept her kiss, but it was just a light kiss. Song Shu was about to leave after kissing her: "I'm going to ask Luo Ze about the situation."

Fu Ying: ...

"Are you too busy? You're worried about Yuan Lin's recognition of his relatives, and you're asking Li Chen about the new world, and you're looking for an excuse to go - have you taught Xia Fu a lesson? Where is she?" She asked after him, and Song Shu waved his hand.

"I beat Shaffer so badly that even her mother didn't recognize her."

"..."

Fu Ying watched her teleport away and was unwilling to accept it, so he turned into black mist and chased her to Building No. 1.

Kong Lianzheng was having a long talk with Kong Sisi. Before that, Luo Ze had already talked to him.

Kong Lian talked for a full two hours about everything from his love life to his experience of raising Kong Sisi, and then to his thoughts on raising Luo Ze. It was so touching, thrilling, and tearful... In the end, he told Luo Ze to relax, saying that no matter what the outcome, it would not affect his relationship with her as father.

As for Kong Sisi, the chat time was not that long.

Less than three minutes later, there was a quarrel inside.

Within five minutes, a fight broke out.

When Song Shu and Fu Ying arrived, they didn't even hear any cry of pain from inside.

"What a boring fight." Song Shu commented.

"Don't you want to stop it?" Fu Ying said.

Luo Ze stood on tiptoe anxiously, but the noise in the bedroom suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, the door was gently opened and Kong Sisi leaned against the door, with blood at the corner of her lips and several swellings on her face. She smiled weakly at Luo Ze and nodded slightly to Fu Ying and Song Shu.

Luo Ze ran over directly, not daring to touch Kong Sisi's face easily. He hugged her neck tightly and buried his head in her arms.

Kong Sisi looked down at Luo Ze with gentle eyes.

She was very happy.

"Dad has handed you over to me." She hugged Luo Ze and smiled, pulling the wound at the corner of her lip and frowning, "From now on, this old man will have to eat dog food every day."

Fu Ying snorted softly.

"It was resolved so quickly." As she said that, she turned to look at Song Shu, who had a look of relief on his face.

"After all, we are children who have grown up together. No matter what happens, we are still a family." Song Shu clapped his hands, "There is no need for us to mediate the fight. Let's go home, Fu Ying."

Fu Ying: "Okay."

In the next few days, Yimeng City gradually received a group of survivors who came to Aituo City. Song Shu and Fu Ying helped Gu Yi build a lookout station in Ze City and delivered a batch of supplies to it.

"If Li Chen's path doesn't work, how can we change the world?" Fu Ying leaned against the balcony partition door and asked Song Shu, who was curled up on the sofa and dozing off.

"There will always be a way. Since we have to wait for the opportunity of the new world, then just wait a little longer. Anyway, nothing can be worse than the current situation." Song Shu said slowly and yawned, "Maybe we really shouldn't pin our hopes on them."

Fu Ying asked: "So what do you mean?"

Song Shu sniffed and pulled the blanket towards his stomach.

"That world is an independent world, and Xiang Helichen and the others who went back in time essentially have nothing to do with that world anymore... I should have thought of this earlier." She said.

Fu Ying frowned: "If you want to return to the new world, your five senses can be restored, then you must find a way."

"Isn't He Wusheng still here?" Song Shu propped up his chin with his hand, his expression gentle, "I think she is tired from traveling around the world these years, and she has been resting in the house for a while."

Fu Ying lowered her head in thought. Song Shu patted his knees and asked her, "Do you miss the days when you could surf the Internet? Oh, my spiritual food, I miss it so much."

"You feel your current life is too boring." Fu Ying said.

"Don't you feel bored?" Song Shu said with a smile, "If we can go back to the old society, we don't have to stay in the recreational community. We can go to different countries to meet different people, see different scenery, and taste different food..."

At this point, she paused and added, "What I mean is that in a peaceful era, when there is still life and fireworks, it would be better for us to be together and depend on each other than in this cold apocalypse now."

Fu Ying came over, squatted beside the sofa, and looked at the lover of her heart.

"I understand," she said. "I understand."

"No wonder He Wusheng asked me back." Song Shu sighed, "Questions like 'Is the life of gods better than before?' are actually quite complicated. I think that even if they can live forever, have such powerful divine powers, and have their loved ones around them, they will still miss their original life in the human world."

"Didn't you say you wanted to hear He Wusheng's legendary story?" Fu Ying said, "She's so free now, why don't you go find her and listen to her story to relax. I'll help you find a solution to other problems."

Song Shu reached out and hooked Fu Ying's collar, forcing her to lower her head.

"You know what a pleasure it was when I beat Shaffer," she whispered.

Fu Ying was startled at first, then her eyebrows curved: "Really? You didn't break one of her legs or one of her arms? You just beat her?"

"If I cut off one of her arms, she will become an armless warrior." Song Shu felt a soft and warm touch on her lips. She blinked and said, "I guess beating her up will vent my anger. At least... I deserve to be beaten."

Fu Ying did not respond, she knew who Song Shu was referring to.

"When will the cycle of revenge end?" Song Shu sighed, "Forget it."

Fu Ying stared at her intently for a long time before speaking softly, "We have been through so much along the way. I understand your heart."

"It's good that you understand me." Song Shu held her fingers and smiled happily.