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

Song Shu was sitting on the sofa in the living room wearing disposable gloves. The coffee table was piled with various foods brought from Room 1401.

Because there might be other survivors coming here in the future, Song Shu only took one or two of each. She grabbed a can of luncheon meat and opened it, and the aroma of meat immediately wafted out.

Song Shu took a deep breath and was moved beyond words.

"Thank you, Fu Ying." She picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and started to eat it voraciously.

Fu Ying took out the roast chicken that had been heated in the microwave, cut it into pieces with a dagger, and placed it on a plate in front of Song Shu: "You shouldn't be thanking me, but yourself."

Song Shu enjoyed the pleasure brought by the food in this rare and precious peace, and smiled at her with a smile on his face.

"Why should I thank myself? Without you, I would have to stay at home all the time, and I wouldn't have known that my abilities could evolve."

"It was you who tried to stay alive." Fu Ying said, "As long as you are alive, you have a chance to turn things around. If I came here, you would have left, or -" she paused, and then said, "hiding in a place where I can't find you, then we wouldn't have met."

Song Shu stuffed the copied cheesecake into her hand and raised his eyebrows: "Eat it quickly, you have been wandering all the time, you must have never eaten such a delicious cake, right?"

Fu Ying looked calm: "I can just go into the supermarket and find something to eat, I won't starve myself."

As she spoke, she picked up her chopsticks, intending to enjoy the hot roast chicken, but when she looked up, she saw that the plate was half empty.

?

Song Shu ate so fast that afterimages were left. His teeth were more powerful than the bone-removing device. Fu Ying was stunned for a moment: "You...you eat slower."

Song Shu grabbed the chicken wing and shook her head. Fu Ying took two napkins to help her wipe the oil off her chin, feeling amused.

"Then eat slowly, don't rush." ​​She opened another can of oranges and poured it into the bowl, then moved the glass jar in front of Song Shu and asked her, "Do you want to eat instant noodles? Oh, I forgot to ask you, do you often stock up at home?"

Song Shu nodded and said vaguely: "Yes, but I started to have a high fever and awakened my supernatural powers when I was almost finished with my food..."

Fu Ying took out the raisin shortbread and chicken legs that Song Shu had given her from the bedroom, tore open the packaging and ate them in small bites.

"So...you were actually hungry before you had a high fever," she asked with a frown.

Song Shu shrugged: "That can't be helped. After all, I was just an ordinary person at that time and I didn't dare to go out."

Fu Ying said: "Didn't you say that the door was opened once?"

Song Shu ate too fast and almost choked. She drank two sips of juice to catch her breath before answering Fu Ying's question.

"That was when the people in Building 2 first started to mutate into zombies and started biting people."

"I was still sleeping at the time. I woke up and found someone knocking on the door asking for help. I couldn't bear it so I let her in." Song Shu said calmly, "But the moment I opened the door, I saw black lines on her face, bloodshot eyes, and her whole body was twitching. I was so scared that I wanted to close the door, but she grabbed it."

Fu Ying didn't realize that she had stopped chewing, and stared at Song Shu, whose face showed a slightly melancholy look.

"I saw the door of my neighbor's house was open, there was blood everywhere and wailing, and I realized that there might be zombies, mutant monsters that only appear in movies."

"I thought I was going to die in the next second, but the mutant girl just looked at me for a few seconds, then let go of the door and rushed to the other side of the corridor."

Until now, Song Shu is still frightened.

Finally, the mutated one left, but the two people in the neighbor's living room who were bitten also mutated into zombies. Together with the two who bit others, they rushed over when they saw her, a living person. She was so scared that her hands were shaking, and she almost didn't lock the door.

"You said her eyes are red?" Fu Ying's tone was a little low, and there was a coldness in her dark eyes.

Song Shu: "It's not red, but it has more bloodshot eyes... Is there a monster with red eyes? Is the level of that monster higher than yours?"

Fu Ying hesitated for half a second and shook her head: "I don't know, but this is a very crucial piece of information. Fortunately, you said it."

"Then... why do you think she didn't bite me?" Song Shu asked.

"Because you were still an ordinary person at that time, the monsters would be attracted to the superpowers with spirit crystals first. If there were no superpowers around, they would think of converting ordinary people first."

Fu Ying said, taking a bite of bread: "Don't worry too much, even if that mutant monster is still here, I can deal with her."

Song Shu took off a disposable glove, raised the juice and touched it with her bowl: "Of course I believe you."

Fu Ying: “Yeah.”

She quietly watched Song Shu feasting on his meal across the coffee table, and didn't realize that her eyes were more gentle than ever before.

Maybe I was reborn just for this moment.

Fu Ying thought so and lowered her head to swallow half a sweet and fragrant yellow peach.

……

After having a hearty meal at noon, Song Shu was grabbed by Fu Ying in the bedroom to absorb spirit crystals and continue to try to copy her supernatural powers.

After consuming several white spirit crystals in a row, Song Shu finally had an idea and a small black blade appeared in his palm.

Fu Ying took a quick look at it, then with a flick of his fingertips, the small blade was decomposed into black mist.

"How is it?" Song Shu had used too much mental energy and felt short of breath. Fu Ying stuffed a green spirit crystal into her hand and asked her to try to absorb it.

It’s true that the speed of recovering mental strength was much faster, but before Song Shu could even warm up his energy, it was taken away by Fu Ying.

"Take it slow. Absorbing the power of spirit crystals across levels can easily lead to backlash." Fu Ying said, stuffing a piece of chocolate into her hand.

"Green level ones are fine, but if it's a blue level or above spirit crystal, in your current state, it's more likely to be transformed into a monster."

Song Shu was stunned: "What do you mean? If I absorb their spirit crystals, will I be transformed into a monster?"

She crunched the chocolate, as if to vent her emotions.

"The transformed mutant will first stop breathing, and then his heart will stop beating and lose vitality. At this time, the spiritual crystal in the heart will slowly move upward until it drills into the brain."

"When the brain is controlled by the spirit crystal, that is, when the mutant mutates into a monster." Fu Ying added, "the higher the level of the monster, the easier it is to retain the self-consciousness of the previous life."

"Eh? If you say so, our spirit crystal is in our heart because we are still alive and our mental power can control the spirit crystal?" Song Shuqi asked, "Is it possible?"

"You know a lot, Fu Ying. Are these all experiences you have gained from actual combat?"

Fu Ying didn't think she had said too much. She looked at Song Shu's watery eyes and actually wanted to speak out.

Is she the only one who was reborn?

She only lived in the apocalypse until the fourth year of the outbreak, so Song Shu must have lived longer than her.

Why can't Song Shu be reborn?

Fu Ying was thinking, and then she heard Song Shu say, "Fu Ying, let's go to bed."