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

The next day, when Song Shu woke up, Fu Ying was leaning against the head of the bed playing with the butterfly knife that appeared from the black mist.

"Awake?" she said. "What do you want to eat?"

Song Shu rubbed his eyes slowly: "Instant noodles."

Fu Ying: "Okay, what flavor?"

Song Shu: "Turkey noodles."

Fu Ying thought for a moment and said, "Eating something so spicy so early in the morning? You don't have to do this if you want to clear your mind."

Song Shu: “…”

After she regained consciousness, she remembered what happened last night. She reached out and pinched the place that suddenly hurt last night, with a strange expression on her face.

Fu Ying glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

Song Shu was a little embarrassed: "Nothing... Did I sleep in a bad posture yesterday and crush you?"

"Pressure me?" Fu Ying said, "You must be dreaming."

Song Shu grabbed the corner of the quilt, turned his back in confusion, secretly pulled up his robe, and observed his white thighs.

There were no traces—was she really dreaming?

But the pain was real. Could it be that she pinched herself in her sleep?

Fu Ying's voice suddenly sounded, right next to his ear: "What are you doing?"

"Ah! Nothing—" Song Shu quickly covered his legs, his face flushed, "Don't come over here suddenly."

Fu Ying looked at her calmly and pointed out, "Your face is red. Also, I'm going to cook noodles now. I'll give you five minutes to change your clothes, and two minutes to wash your face and brush your teeth. Come out and eat."

She got up as if nothing had happened and left the bedroom, leaving Song Shu unresponsive.

The moment she closed the door, she caught a glimpse of Song Shu climbing out of the bed and frantically looking for clothes.

——You still say you are not stupid, Fu Ying sighed secretly.

She took a few bags of instant noodles, a sausage, and four boiled eggs to the kitchen. While cooking the noodles, she couldn't help but think of her time in France.

When fleeing on the go, instant noodles are not the best food to store, because they are not as easy to carry as compressed biscuits, they require hot water to soak, and the packaging bag makes a tiny crunching sound at any time, which is terrifying.

After her rebirth, she continued her wandering principles from her previous life, going from place to place to replenish food and never taking anything that would burden her.

Therefore, she never accepts anyone's surrender or cooperation. She will occasionally help those in need to solve their urgent needs, but she can't do more than that. Faced with pitiful begging, she will leave without hesitation.

This is her survival principle, she will not regret it even if she dies.

But... now she has fallen to the point of cooking noodles for people slowly, and she is not a nanny.

"Fu Ying, what do you want to drink in the morning?" Song Shu interrupted Fu Ying's thoughts. She turned off the induction cooker and took out the noodles.

"Anything is fine. I'm not picky about food." Fu Ying put the bowl on the table. "I once starved for seven days until a glimmer of hope appeared. The only source of food was a nest of mice hidden in a wooden barrel - live mice."

Song Shu was obviously frightened by her words and shrank his neck. He asked in horror: "Eat it raw?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Yeah."

Song Shu grimaced and felt a chill all over his body.

But when she looked at Fu Ying, she couldn't help but feel distressed: "Oh, you are such a good sister, how could you be reduced to eating rats... Eat more instant noodles and stop talking so much that you feel sick."

Fu Ying shook her head: "I looked at your ID card. I am four years younger than you."

The expression on Song Shu's face was even more shocked than when he heard her talk about eating rats.

"Wow... okay." She shared the boiled egg with Fu Ying, "I thought you were older than me."

Fu Ying looked at her calmly and said nothing.

……

After eating a hot breakfast, Song Shu stood on the balcony and looked at the situation downstairs.

The wind was freezing, and the water and ice under the building were growing thicker. She couldn't help but put her hands into her sleeves like a simple old lady.

The two of them came to the staircase of the corridor on the fourteenth floor, and Wang Sheng just went out: "Good morning."

"It seems you slept very well last night." Song Shu said to the energetic Wang Sheng, who winked at her, "Of course."

Fu Ying casually inserted herself between the two of them, holding Song Shu's hand and standing at the stairs.

Gu Zhenyan and others arrived late.

"How about it? What should we talk about first?" Ren De said with a smile, "Do you need everyone to bring a bench and sit in a row here?"

"If you want to do it like in kindergarten, I have no objection." Song Shu laughed, "Let's chat in Wang Sheng's room."

Wang Sheng pushed the door open and motioned for them to go in.

The sky was filled with heavy, dark clouds, without a single bit of warm sunshine.

Everyone came to the living room, and Song Shu copied two identical long sofas for them to sit on.

"Wow, you can copy such a big object?" Wang Sheng said.

Song Shu snapped his fingers, and eight identical cans of herbal tea appeared on the coffee table.

Gu Nini's face was cold: "Why did you prepare herbal tea?"

Song Shu sincerely said: "I'm afraid we'll get angry while talking."

Gu Nini: "What will we talk about?"

Song Shu: "I don't know, so let's take some precautions first."

Gu Nini: “…”

She glanced at Fu Ying beside Song Shu, and was pulled by Yuan Lin on her sleeve, so she sat down without saying a word.

"What do you think about the explosion in Building No. 4 yesterday afternoon?" Song Shu said, "I personally think that if we want to survive here, then we can't delay the establishment of the base any longer."

"I have an idea," Gu Zhenyan said, "We have been hiding in our respective floors before. Although we are almost starving to death, we have not encountered anything like what happened yesterday and the day before yesterday. So does this mean that the high-level monsters lurking in the dark are planning to harvest the heads of people in the community?"

"There has to be a reason to harvest heads, so why not harvest them before and stir up trouble now?" Wang Sheng touched his crew cut, feeling a little unhappy.

"This is very simple, because there are higher-level psychics here." Fu Ying said calmly, "They found me."

"In fact, we have guessed it." Gu Zhenyan said, "The monster wants our spirit crystals, and you are the most powerful among us, and the only purple monster. If the monster eats your spirit crystals, there is no telling what it will evolve into."

"She will bring us danger." Gu Nini said, looking coldly at Fu Ying, "Maybe before we can come up with a plan, Building No. 2 will be surrounded by hundreds of Green and Blue Zangs, just like the dozens of Green Zangs that suddenly attacked Building No. 2 the day before yesterday."

"Even if Fu Ying is not here, we are still in danger." Gu Zhenyan turned his head to look at his sister and said calmly, "Building No. 4 was definitely not attacked by the monster because Fu Ying was here. We actually need to get some information from Yu Yi, such as what happened in Building No. 4."

"We are getting stronger day by day. We can evolve our abilities and become more powerful. The same is true for the Strange Zang." Song Shu said, "It is possible that the Strange Zang was originally a Green Zang, but after he ate the spirit crystal of the Green Alien or even the Blue Alien, he is likely to evolve into a Blue Zang, right Fu Ying?"

Fu Ying: “Yeah.”

"Fu Ying came all the way from the north. She has obviously seen more monsters and supernatural beings than us, and has more experience than us." Song Shu said, "If we lose her, we will lose the existing intelligence. We can't just passively accept the attack, right?"

Yuan Lin had been silent the whole time, but now he asked, "I've been trying to make things I touch invisible, such as small objects like cups and bowls, and it's been quite effective. I think if I can do it, it will be much more convenient for us to go out on patrol in the future."

"In that case, Song Shu can actually do it himself." Gu Nini looked at Song Shu and curled her lips, "A superpower who can become invisible and fly is perfect for the patrol mission."

Everyone's eyes lit up, only Fu Ying said coldly: "No."

Gu Nini's smile disappeared: "What did you say?"

"I said—no."

Fu Ying said slowly, word by word: "Don't pin your hopes on others until you can do it yourself."