In the apocalypse with supernatural powers, it’s useless even if I can control the wind and turn my

"I'm shy, see you tomorrow."

Ma Momo pushed Wang Yu out of the door, locked the door, and sat on the bed doubting life.

She reached for the tissue box, but nothing happened, no spatial powers.

She was running around in the room anxiously. Was she being controlled again?

Are you being controlled, or are you being controlled?

what's up?

The knock on the door came again, it was Zhang Wusi, "Momo, open the door."

Zhang Wusi was still waiting outside the door for her to continue her single night tonight.

Ma Momo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Wusi, I'm tired. I have to get up early tomorrow. I want to rest."

"Okay then, go to bed early and remember to put on a facial mask."

Zhang Wusi left, and Ma Momo breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what Zhang Wusi's situation is now, it is better to protect himself wisely. Zhang Wusi is too lethal.

At four o'clock in the morning, Ma Momo was pushed out of bed by Zhang Wusi.

"Get up, it's time to start dressing up and taking pictures of your dressing gown."

"!!!" Ma Momo sat up in bed. She actually fell asleep like this last night!

"Fortunately, you gave me a room card yesterday, otherwise I would have been late today. What were you thinking about last night? You slept so hard." Zhang Wusi knocked at the door for several minutes, but there was no movement at all inside.

She was dragged to the bathroom by Zhang Wusi to wash up, and then was dragged by the makeup artist to dress up.

A doll at the mercy of others.

Ma Momo glanced at Zhang Wusi, who was sitting aside and watching her put on makeup, and asked tentatively, "Did I sleep for a long time before? Why do I feel like I'm going to get married as soon as I open my eyes?"

"Hey, are you starting to dream? Do you feel like everything is a dream?" Zhang Wusi teased her.

Seeing that Zhang Wusi couldn't understand what he meant, Ma Momo said again, "How did I lose weight?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Zhang Wusi shook his head in an old-fashioned way, "In order to look good in your wedding photos, you started losing weight half a year in advance. You went to the gym, nutritious meals, and body care. This is the power of love. I have never seen you like this in my life. Lost weight."

Seeing Ma Momo's stunned look, Zhang Wusi comforted her, "Don't think too much. Beauty is enough for today. Everything in the future will be beautiful. Even if you get married, I will still be with you."

The makeup artist joked about how close the two of them are as besties.

Zhang Wusi laughed loudly, "Of course. We have been friends for many years. We have been playing together since childhood. The older we grow, the more we understand each other's importance."

The door slowly opened.

The gentle light, the petals filling the sky, the blessing applause from relatives and friends, and the hand extended to me by the man in my heart not far away.

Ma Momo held flowers in her hands, wore a light pink wedding dress, and walked towards Wang Yu amidst the sound of romantic music.

The moment they exchanged rings, Wang Yu looked at her with tender eyes.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Wang Yu hugged her tightly and whispered lifelong vows in her ears.

She personally handed the bouquet to Zhang Wusi, hoping that she would also find her own love.

The grandparents wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes in the audience, hoping that she would live a happy life.

The hustle and bustle in the hall has been left behind, and now Ma sits silently on a bed covered with roses.

Wang Yu came out of the bathroom with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Momo, do you want to take a shower?" Wang Yu asked, wiping his hair.

Ma Momo was still sitting upright on the bed in her dress, and Wang Yu thought she was nervous.

"It's fine if you don't wash it."

Wang Yu stood in front of her and leaned down. The shower gel mixed with Wang Yu's own unique smell filled Ma Momo's nasal cavity.

Even the taste is exactly the same.

"Pong" Wang Yu was suddenly thrown over the shoulder by Ma Momo, and was hit hard on the carpet.

Wang Yu rubbed his shoulders and stood up, "Mo Mo, when did you learn to throw over your shoulders?"

"Don't you remember what you taught me?" Ma Mo stood beside the bed and looked at Wang Yu quietly.

"Did I teach you?" Wang Yu came over and took Ma Mo Mo's hand, "Mo Mo."

There was another "pop" and Wang Yu was thrown onto the bed.

Wang Yu strained his waist, stood up, hugged Ma Momo, and fell on the bed.

He also said, "You want to play a new game, right?"

The moment he leaned over, Wang Yu held his stomach and widened his eyes, "Mo Mo?"

Warm blood overflowed from his fingers.

"why?"

Ma Momo looked at Wang Yu distressedly, and the next second, he wiped his neck with a knife.

......

Zhang Wusi opened his eyes again. In front of him was the roof of the tent, and beside him was Ma Momo, who was holding his head and looking at her.

Zhang Wusi was in a trance for a moment, but he still wasn't in a dream.

Ma Momo said, "Don't worry, it's out. It's true."

Ma Momo lowered his chin, and Zhang Wusi saw his mother who was still lost in her dream on the other side.

Zhang Wusi moved his sore body, "I didn't expect you to wake up earlier than me."

Ma Momo handed her a glass of warm soy milk, "Who are you looking down on? I've been waiting for you for more than ten minutes."

"What did you find?"

"The discovery is that you can only wake up by yourself, others can't wake you up." Ma Momo said.

"Then how did you get out?"

"How you came out is how I came out."

"You know again?"

Ma Momo reached out and touched his neck, "Yes, the feeling is extremely clear."

"How are the others?" Zhang Wusi asked.

Ma Momo shrugged, "I'm not even awake, but I didn't go in to see Hu Hao's tent. You can go and have a look."

Zhang Wusi rolled his eyes at her and looked at everyone before going to Hu Hao's tent.

Hu Hao closed his eyes tightly and his face turned red.

"Hey, hey." Zhang Wusi pushed Hu Hao.

No response.

Zhang Wusi came out of the tent and said to Ma Momo, "You keep watch while I go out and take a look."

Their tacit understanding became stronger and stronger, Ma Momo nodded, and Zhang Wusi disappeared.

Either there are mutated animals and plants, or there are people with superpowers. Find them and kill them.

Zhang Wusi quickly walked around various venues, leaving only afterimages.

Finally, an anomaly was discovered in a castle.

I don’t know what this castle is for, but it seems to be a theater where performances were once performed.

The entire castle is decorated with bright colors both outside and inside.

Except for the top loft.

It was dark inside, with black curved velvet hanging from the pointed roof.

The dark patterned wall coverings and Gothic-style ornaments are incompatible with the entire amusement park.

There is a platform in the middle of the attic. On the platform is a black coffin with a cross lid engraved with complex patterns.

Zhang Wusi stepped lightly on the window sill, maintaining a posture that allowed him to advance, attack, retreat or defend, and slowly opened the coffin with his supernatural powers.

Inside was a teenage boy with white, almost transparent skin.

Wearing a layered lace top and a black cape.

The point is, he held his hands over his heart.

There was a slender silver cross with a red apple and his heart stuck through it.

The weak rise and fall of his chest told Zhang Wusi that he was a living person.