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

The sun came out and the air was humid but warm. Boli jumped down from Building No. 5 and, relying on his telekinesis, hung in the air unscrupulously and moved towards Building No. 2.

When he arrived at the building, the corridor was quiet. Bo Li walked to the door of No. 1415 and knocked.

"Hello, is anyone here?"

The door opened with a bang, and Boli took a step back, looking inside the door cautiously.

"I didn't... disturb your rest, did I?" She looked at the two people sitting quietly in the living room, leaning against the door frame and hesitantly said, "If I disturbed you, then I--"

Before he could say the words "go ahead", Bo Li saw Song Shu standing up from the sofa with a cup of tea in his hand, "Come in."

She was wearing casual clothes and a pair of cotton shoes, and she looked listless.

"...Song Shu?" Bo Li raised his eyebrows, "Did Fu Ying bully you?"

"Fu Ying bullied me, so I just threw her out. It's such a simple thing—" Song Shu said, "By the way, how did you get here?"

"I just want to ask you, since you can copy fresh fruits and vegetables, can you copy living things?" Bo Li said, "I asked Fu Zihuang, he can sense the vitality of fruits and vegetables."

Song Shu: "Hmm?"

"That is to say, if we want to grow something, we can use the fruits and vegetables you have copied as seeds and start growing them." Bo Li said, "Then I am very curious, since you can copy food with vitality, does that mean-"

"I can't do anything else." Song Shu said, "I've tried it. Besides, if I can copy living things, animals, and people, wouldn't that be too scary?"

"Are the cloned people and animals another version of ourselves or soulless puppets, or are they controlled combat machines like shadow clones?" She shook her head. "I can't think about these in detail."

"Well... you do have a point." Bo Li said, "But plants also have vitality and can mutate into murderous monsters. Although we haven't encountered any here, I'm sure there are some in other places."

"Just like the big forests near the equator, the wild animals and plants inside will definitely mutate." She imitated with her arms and legs bared, and Song Shu's originally unhappy expression relaxed a lot.

"You are much more lively now than before, Bo Li. My first impression of you is too deep. You are the kind of gentle and elegant lady." She laughed, "I don't know if it is the reason why Ah Yan stays with you now-"

"——Don't die!" The voice of Bo Li in the dream suddenly rang in my ears.

The rare smile on Song Shu's lips could hardly be maintained. She lowered her head to hide the strange look in her eyes and took a sip of tea.

So did the Bo Li in the previous life lose her Ah Yan?

While the two were chatting, Fu Ying had been sitting upright on the sofa, just tilting her head to look at them, with a very calm expression on her face.

But Fu Ying's dark eyes made Bo Li a little scared.

I always feel something is weird...Is he jealous and eating her?

"The nourishment of love is always strong." Bo Li winked at Song Shu, "The sky outside has cleared up again. When I came over, I saw Kong Sisi making a floating ice platform on the balcony of Building No. 1, and she and Luo Ze were sitting there looking at the sky."

"Really? It seems that Sisi has now mastered her ability to perfection." Song Shu took another sip of tea and said slowly, "I want to talk to her alone when I have time."

"What to talk about?"

"Let's talk about her superpowers, or her ability to socialize. We'll see when the time comes."

She stretched out her palm, and the moisture in the air solidified into ice, which she then polished into a smooth-surfaced lucky cat with her mental power, and handed it to Bo Li.

"...Are you trying to get rid of me with an ice sculpture?" Bo Li laughed and snatched the thing from her hand.

"You try to destroy it." Song Shu said.

Bo Li was stunned for a moment, then she concentrated her mind and put pressure on the ice sculpture, but the ice lucky cat looked at her with a smile, and there was not a single crack on the surface.

It was not until Bo Li got serious that the ice surface of the lucky cat began to crack and quickly became covered with irregular lines.

"It's just the surface that's cracked." She looked at it carefully, and the blue light on her heart became more and more dazzling. This time, the cracks on the ice sculpture extended inwards, and then it completely shattered into countless large and small pieces, falling to the ground.

"Do you believe in level suppression?" Song Shu just raised his hand lightly, and the broken ice cubes were reshaped into the shape of a lucky cat and held in his palm.

Bo Li shrugged, "Isn't that right? Level suppression, ability suppression - the law of the jungle still exists in the end times."

"Really?" Song Shu stared at the ice sculpture and murmured in a low voice, "That's right."

So in the previous life - you and I should have been in a very miserable situation, right?

Because it was so embarrassing, do you hope that when you start over, you will have a different, less embarrassing ending?

After knowing the fact that Fu Ying was reborn, many of my previous confusions are now being solved one by one.

My mood is really complicated.

Song Shu handed her the lucky cat and said, "If it weren't the end of the world, you would really need this. I'll give it to you."

"I don't plan to be a boss." Bo Li said nonchalantly.

Song Shu smiled: "Even if you are a worker, you would also like to worship a lucky cat to bring yourself wealth, right?"

"That's right." Bo Li took it and questioned, "Won't it melt away?"

"The ice sculpture has its own spiritual power, no." Song Shu raised his eyebrows, "It's like that kind of spell, understand? As long as the spell owner is alive, the ice sculpture will not melt, unless I take the initiative to make it disappear."

"Oh, you have water abilities." Bo Li muttered, "Well, I'll go first. By the way, why is Fu Ying like a wife-waiting stone? Just sitting there stupidly, so stupid."

Song Shu turned her head to look over, and Fu Ying also turned her face away to avoid looking at her and looked out the window.

"Something's wrong." Bo Li threw the little ice sculpture, "But I won't bother you anymore, bye~"

She floated out of the door and closed it with her telekinesis in one go.

The living room became quiet again.

Song Shu walked back holding the cup and sat back next to Fu Ying.

The invisible A4 paper on the coffee table slowly appeared. There was a lot of writing on it, and a pen floated up.

"Go on." Song Shu looked thoughtful. "You just said that you survived the fourth winter after the apocalypse and evolved into a red alien, right?"

Fu Ying nodded slightly, watching the suspended pen automatically draw a line on the paper and make a mark.

"Let's start counting from the heat wave that broke out last June. You lived in the apocalypse for the fourth year and died in the fourth winter." Song Shu said slowly, "So, you didn't actually live for four years. At most, you lived for a little over three and a half years, right?

"It's almost spring now." Fu Ying said, "That year, disasters did not break out very often, but conflicts between bases were frequent—"

"What was her expression when you died?" Song Shu interrupted her softly.

Fu Ying was silent for a few seconds and then stretched out his hand.

"I can't forget that day. Feel me, Xiaoshu," she said.