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

"Don't move, let me aim at you." Xue Changan held his light sniper rifle and squinted his eyes at Bo Guang who was a hundred meters away.

"Brother, are you okay? You are a blue alien and I am a green alien. Even if I have the ability of 'Infinite Dodge', I may not be able to avoid you."

Bo Guang is a tall man of about 1.9 meters, wearing trendy casual clothes. He stood there covering his face with his hands.

"What if you hurt me?" he yelled.

Whoosh—a blue light bullet flew out and headed straight for Bo Guang’s waist.

Bo Guang was still yelling in the previous second, but in the next second his body moved faster than his brain. He simply twisted his body and the bullet pierced the tree trunk behind him.

"Just avoid it, who can avoid you, my father?" Xue Changan said with a click of his tongue, "You are quite powerful, aren't you?"

Bo Guangda was furious: "Hey, say hello! Do you know that the person I am most proud of is——"

"What is it?" Bai Yuanzhi was spinning a tenth-order Rubik's Cube quickly and looked up at Bo Guang.

Chu Ran sat next to her, smiling as she absorbed the sunlight, swaying on tiptoe: "Hey, it's still more comfortable to bask in the sun..."

Bo Guang said: "You girls can't listen to it anyway."

"We are all adults. Do you know a sentence?" Bai Yuanzhi adjusted his glasses.

Bo Guang: “What?”

“The more you show off, the less you have.”

"..."

"Pfft hahahahahahahaha-!"

Chu Ran laughed so hard that tears came out.

Bo Guang blushed and said angrily, "I'm not - I'm just showing off because I have talent, okay! Xue Changan, what are you laughing at? I'll kill you right now!"

"Hahahaha, you dare to say that I don't dare to laugh?" Xue Changan stuck out his tongue at him while holding the gun, "Are you ashamed?"

There were laughter and joy in front of Building No. 7, and the psychics in Building No. 8 also came down to watch.

Li Xinyao came down yawning, followed by a few people. Xue Changan took a liking to the thin man with gloomy eyes.

"Zhang Shaoji! Come on, come on!" Xue Changan waved his arms, "Let's practice our supernatural powers!"

Zhang Shaoji looked at him coldly and refused: "You want to shoot me again? Get out of here."

"Well, after all, you have the 'body of King Kong'. Besides, you can also exercise your own superpowers, right?" Xue Changan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, why are you practicing supernatural powers so early in the morning?" Li Xinyao said slowly, tossing a few dice in his hand, "You will have plenty of opportunities to practice in the arena in the future."

"That was a simulated battle, and what we are doing now is practice. The two are different in nature, okay?" Xue Changan shrugged, "Now we are just trying to find out the bottom line."

“Oh, if you knew everything, you would have been the one to defeat us in the simulated battle.” Li Xinyao raised his eyebrows.

"By the way, where is the little scholar in your building who likes to play cosplay?" Xin Xiao poked his head behind Li Xinyao, "Did Gu Yi beat him up so badly that he dared not go out?"

"Gu Yi will beat you up if he hears this." Xue Changan said, "It seems he went out, but I don't know where he went."

"Alright, forget about him. Come on, come on. Who wants to be targeted by me?"

"..."

Song Shu took back the shadow clone used for monitoring and said to the person behind him: "It seems that your special ability does not seem to be always effective, Mr. Guo."

Guo Xingde nodded, his face serious: "I didn't expect that either. It might be because your thoughts at that time were of a strong will, so you entered into an illusion. Normally, this ability would not affect you."

Song Shu: "If that's the case, does it mean that my hallucinations are actually controllable? If I want to enter the illusion, I will go in and face my greatest desire. If I don't want to go in, then I won't?"

"Although it sounds a bit strange, it should be possible. After all, there are already awakened superpowers and zombies in this world, so such a tiny change in details may also occur." Guo Xingde said.

"Thank you very much for coming here despite your busy schedule... to answer my questions." Song Shu said softly, "Everyone is getting along very well now. You should communicate with them more and don't lock yourself up at home."

Guo Xingde was slightly stunned: "This... I understand. It's mainly because I don't get along well with them. But this is normal. My preferences are always different from others."

"It's okay. I'm not the same as others, but I understand your feelings and thoughts." Song Shu said, "I'll stay on the rooftop for a while, you go back and rest."

Guo Xingde waved his fan, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

Song Shu closed her eyes, and the cool breeze gently blew over her whole body.

She suddenly remembered a harmonica piece she had heard before. The syllables with unique texture were like a knife cutting into her warm heart, splitting her flesh and blood mercilessly.

Human memory does exist. When she used this idea, the sound of the harmonica began to sound deep in her mind, carrying endless sadness and thoughts.

Song Shu lowered his head and looked at his open palm.

Whose spirit crystal did that belong to? Why did it make her feel so familiar and sad?

No matter what, it definitely wasn't Fu Ying's, because Fu Ying was a Hong Yi.

The surging emotions once again carried her towards the bottomless abyss, but at this moment, the sound of extremely light footsteps came from behind her, breaking the empty silence in her heart.

Song Shu didn't look back, nor did he turn around to look immediately, but just put his hands behind his back.

But she knew who was coming.

The familiar footsteps made her feel inexplicably withdrawn for no reason.

I really want to hide myself in a safe corner where no one can find me.

"Xiao Shu." A voice softer than the breeze sounded behind her, very close.

Song Shu clenched his fingers, the fear lingering in his heart.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the ground beneath her feet, and smelled a cool sweet fragrance at the tip of her nose.

In a moment, she slowly relaxed her tense body because of the fragrance.

"...Fu Ying." Song Shu murmured.

Her body leaned back involuntarily, her whole body longing and clamoring to get closer to the warm presence behind her.

There are a pair of hands and an embrace that will hold her tightly.

Song Shu turned around and looked at Fu Ying, whose brows and eyes were gloomy.

She reached out and touched Fu Ying's cheek, whispering an apology: "I'm sorry, did I hurt your heart?"

Fu Ying let out a light breath, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his arms.

"Your eyes aren't on me. I'm...going crazy."

"Don't be sad, okay? Don't keep showing that expression, don't let me...see through you."

Song Shu gently moved his head and put the tip of his nose on Fu Ying's neck.

The two of them stood there quietly for a while.

Then, Song Shu spoke softly:

"Now, can you tell me about your past?"

Fu Ying's body stiffened slightly. As Song Shu waited in silence, a hint of sadness could be detected on her face, but her tone was still gentle.

"Okay, let me tell you."