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

At the edge of the rooftop of Building No. 2, two dark shadows disappeared silently.

At this moment, the fourteenth floor of Building No. 2 seemed particularly peaceful.

The Ren brothers stayed in room 1404, while Gu Zhenyan, Gu Nini and Yuan Lin lived together in room 1403.

These households were relatively clean, so the five of them felt at ease living there.

Ren De was already fast asleep, and Ren Fa was leaning against the bedroom window, observing the ruins of Building No. 4 opposite.

Gu Zhenyan stayed in the dark living room with a flame burning on his fingertips. Gu Nini and Yuan Lin had already gone to bed in the bedroom.

After the rainstorm, the sounds from the outside world seemed to be much quieter.

Gu Zhenyan sat on the sofa for a while, staring silently in the direction of the balcony.

He slowly stood up, opened the window, and was greeted by a cold wind that cut his face like a knife.

Gu Zhenyan quickly closed the window, walked forward a little, and used the street lights next to the building to see the bottom of the building. He found that the accumulated water on the ground had frozen into a thick layer of ice.

He turned his head and looked towards the east. There was not a single brightly lit window on the south side of Building No. 1. It seemed that the people on the eighth floor were quite adapted to living there.

Gu Zhenyan tiptoed back to the living room, closed the curtains, and went out through the door.

He couldn't forget what he saw that afternoon, and too much had happened today.

In the morning they were still testing each other, getting to know each other, and deciding to work together, but in the afternoon there was an explosion in Building 4, followed by a confrontation with the eighth-level psychic.

The people on the eighth floor left, but the matter was not over yet. Fu Ying and Yu Yi went downstairs to clean up the strange zombies and were scratched. Afterwards, Yu Yi broke into Song Shu's house for investigation, causing them to be almost killed by Fu Ying.

It was now late at night and they were temporarily safe, but that didn't mean they could relax.

Gu Zhenyan stood in the dark corridor and slowly walked to the stairs. This experience was very novel. The building was unusually quiet. It had never been so quiet before or after the outbreak of the apocalypse.

A ball of fire flew out from Gu Zhenyan's fingertips, illuminating the way ahead. He walked to the door of No. 1415 and knocked lightly with his knuckles.

Although it was late at night and everyone should have rested, he thought Fu Ying would not sleep.

The ruins of Building No. 4 was a tragedy that could not be ignored, and he did not want Building No. 2 to be as tragic as it was.

"Knock knock knock." The knocks on the door were a little heavier, and Gu Zhenyan waited patiently.

After a moment, Song Shu's voice rang out from the door of Room 1415: "Who?"

"It's me, Gu Zhenyan." Gu Zhenyan said, "I'm looking for Fu Ying."

There was silence on the other side of the door for a few seconds, and then a voice came again: "Fu Ying has fallen asleep."

Gu Zhenyan: "...Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

He turned around, but the door was already ajar.

Song Shu said: "It's okay, I have something to ask you."

"..."

Gu Zhenyan walked through the door, quickly glanced around the bright living room, and said softly with emotion: "It is indeed very comfortable to live alone."

Song Shu, still wearing a furry pajamas, yawned and said, "It's really refreshing. Although the quality of life is sometimes very low, the quality of spirit deserves five-star praise."

Gu Zhenyan: "Ahaha, I'm envious."

Song Shu took out two cans of sparkling fruit drink from the refrigerator and handed him one. The moment the two sat down on the sofa, Song Shu asked him, "What do you want to see Fu Ying about?"

Gu Zhenyan looked at the big TV screen opposite the sofa, thought for a moment, and then said, "I want to know what the situation is like in the north of our country. It's very cold tonight. I wonder what the temperature is in the north."

"Without heating, staying indoors would be very painful... I mean ordinary people." Song Shu said, "Fu Ying came from there, and must have come into contact with many people with special abilities and non-heat-sensitive survivors."

"What do you want to ask me?" Gu Zhenyan said.

Song Shu smiled and said, "Since we are on the same front, we naturally need to understand each other. I moved here four years ago, and you and your sister..."

"My sister and I moved here a few years ago. We live on the 16th floor. Before that, we lived farther away from the city." Gu Zhenyan said, "My sister makes you feel that it's hard to get along with her, right? That's her personality. I often get frustrated with her."

He lowered his head to drink the sparkling fruit drink, and saw a pair of red headphones exactly like his own on the coffee table. He suddenly laughed:

"What happened? You copied my headphones? I worked so hard to get these limited edition headphones, and you copied them so easily."

Song Shu smiled.

"So, you, Ren De, Ren Fa, and Yuan Lin..."

The smile on Gu Zhenyan's face faded a little: "Ren De and Ren Fa are the original residents of the 20th floor, and Yuan Lin is a tenant of the 16th floor, just like us, but she said she moved in last year. The situation upstairs is much more complicated than you think, Song Shu."

"The people on the top floor thought they were safe, so they all stayed at home, or blocked the floor and occupied the supplies on the entire floor. If you paid attention, you would have heard fighting and shouting coming from upstairs."

Song Shu: "So you also experienced a fierce battle up there."

Gu Zhenyan said: "That's right, people killed monsters, and after killing the monsters, people started killing people and stealing supplies. Ren Derenfa was starving to the point of skin and bones, and when he joined us later, he barely had the strength to transform."

"So, the levels of psychics are basically white and green, right?" Song Shu asked.

Gu Zhenyan nodded: "In fact, there are many green-level ones, but only a small number of white-level ones. We already knew that the green ones were stronger than the white ones, both in terms of mental control and the type of supernatural powers."

"As for the Blue Alien... I evolved my abilities during a fierce battle." He said, "I was also a Green Alien when I first awakened."

Song Shu was surprised: "Then you evolved very quickly!"

Gu Zhenyan showed a cocky smile, crossed his legs, and raised his eyebrows confidently: "Before, I was able to control flames, and later I could turn my whole body into flames and become a fireman. I relied on my evolved superpowers to kill a green alien who wanted to kill me for the spirit crystal."

Song Shu clapped his fingers and clapped symbolically: "Great."

"So, I also want to ask you." Gu Zhenyan stared at her with burning eyes, "If one day you can evolve your superpowers to be able to permanently copy everyone, then what will you do?"

Song Shu tilted his head in confusion and said, "Of course, we will rebuild the human world together with everyone and eliminate all the weird zombies."

Gu Zhen looked at her seriously for a few seconds, the doubt in his eyes buried in the smile that was released.

"Your power is very powerful, Song Shu. Only when this power is in the hands of a kind-hearted person can humanity be saved. You—"

Before he could finish his words, a large cloud of black fog suddenly filled the living room, blocking the two of them.

Song Shu reacted quickly: "Fu Ying?"

Gu Zhenyan immediately stood up in the black fog, flames bursting out of his body. He stepped back and raised his hands: "I asked Song Shu for advice before coming in."

"..."

After a moment, a figure appeared in the black fog.

The cold-faced woman in a windbreaker and a hood had cold eyes. She seemed extremely dissatisfied with Gu Zhenyan's sudden visit, and the black mist around her was surging rapidly.

Song Shu hurriedly stepped forward and held Fu Ying's hand: "Fu Ying, Gu Zhenyan said he wants to see you for something, I——"

"I will explain some of the situations tomorrow morning." Fu Ying said, "Fireman, you can go back now."

Gu Zhenyan nodded, turned around and left, strode out of the house with big strides and closed the door, all in one go.

Song Shu: “…”

It seems like he is really afraid that Fu Ying will get angry.

She shook her head in amusement, and was about to share the conversation with Fu Ying, when she saw that Fu Ying had turned his head away and was looking at her with a very obscure look.

Song Shu looked at her blankly: "What's wrong?"

Fu Ying's gaze shifted to the cans on the coffee table.

"Go to bed. Why are you still drinking so late?" Her tone was gentle, but her actions were firm. She hugged Song Shu and walked towards the bedroom.

Song Shu took his can of soda in his hand and said with a smile, "I thought you were out on patrol and wouldn't be back. Have a drink to refresh yourself."

“It’s not coffee.”

"Sparkling drinks are also refreshing. I personally think they can refresh me hehe."

"...go to sleep."

Fu Ying opened the bedroom door, and at the same time, a wisp of black mist quickly wrapped up the remaining cans on the coffee table, flew into the air, and silently sent them to the bathroom.

Black Mist tilted the angle of the can a little, pointed the drinking spout at the sink, and poured out the drink completely.

When Fu Ying turned around to close the door, she calmly looked at the can in the air that was pressed into a pancake shape by the black fog, and closed the door with satisfaction.