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

The blue water downstairs slowly faded away, leaving only the corpses washed by the bloody waves and the completely collapsed Building No. 4.

Some dead people have a hole dug in their chests, which is where the spirit crystal is. Driven by the spirit crystal, the strange dead will become hungry, and the spirit crystal of the superpowers is their food.

The people on the 14th floor were silent for a long time. Finally, Wang Sheng couldn't help but ask the first question:

"You...what do you think?"

Gu Zhenyan: “Stupid.”

Wang Sheng: "…Who are you scolding?"

Gu Nini snorted coldly: "He is scolding the world, don't you think it's inexplicable?"

Gu Zhenyan added: "This world is a huge, inexplicable idiocy."

Wang Sheng: “…”

"That's true. The building bombing, the escape, the zombie outbreak, and the retreat all happened for no apparent reason." Ren De spread his hands. "It's really quite strange."

"So you see, even the world is scared and crying by this inexplicable thing. You see, the idiots are crying, so it's raining." Ren Fa continued, pointing to the heavy rain that was still falling.

Yuan Lin: “…”

She ignored her companions' inexplicable remarks and glanced down at the tall building. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, the zombies have indeed retreated."

Fu Ying just quietly held Song Shu, rested his chin lightly on her cheek, and looked down at the white light flashing in her heart.

After the nonsensical conversation, everyone turned their eyes to Song Shu.

There was a cold look in Gu Nini's eyes, but a calm smile rose on her lips: "So, should we talk about... the accident that just happened?"

Fu Ying glanced at her, the gloom in his eyes was hard to conceal.

Gu Zhenyan subconsciously stood in front of Gu Nini, only to hear Song Shu say, "Well, it's time to have a good chat."

She pulled Fu Ying's arm, but it didn't move.

Fu Ying's breath felt warm on her cheek as she spoke.

"There's nothing to talk about." Fu Ying said in a low voice, "We'll leave soon."

Yuan Lin was surprised: "Leave? Where are you going?"

Wang Sheng also said: "Yes, you can't leave now. If you leave, what should we do?"

Fu Ying said nothing, but just took Song Shu's arm and took her back to the living room, and the other six people followed closely.

Wang Sheng closed all the windows on the balcony and looked at the horrific ruins of Building No. 4 outside. The lower half of the building had been crushed by the collapsed upper half. If there were still people hiding inside, they would definitely not survive.

Song Shu's eyes widened when she saw Yu Yi tied up on the ground. She opened her hands, and the black mist on Yu Yi's body began to slowly release its restraints on him.

Fu Ying looked at Song Shu's performance and simply said, "You have made rapid progress. Now you can even control my abilities at will."

"Huh?" Song Shu was confused for a moment, then overjoyed, "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have realized it."

Yu Yi heard Song Shu's voice before he regained his vision. He closed his eyes tightly. The oppressive feeling of the black fog was so strong that he even had the illusion that the person controlling the black fog really wanted to dig out his eyes.

Until the pressure in front of him was relieved, Yu Yi waited until his eyes adjusted to the light before opening them. He slowly raised his head and what came into his sight were Fu Ying with a gloomy face and Song Shu with a bright smile.

In fact, he didn't notice Fu Ying at all, whose eyes were cold enough to kill people, and just stared at Song Shu.

Song Shu apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry... My friend was worried that you would bring danger to us, so--"

As she spoke, she walked over and tried to pull Yu Yi up, but before she took two steps, her waist was hugged back forcefully.

"What are you going to do? Don't go over there."

It was clearly a very plain sentence, and there wasn't even any emotion in the tone that could be compared to intensity, but Song Shu still could hear Fu Ying's vigilance towards the psychic in front of him who could teleport.

"I can only teleport, but I'm pretty good at running away." Yu Yi smiled faintly, "As for fighting, I'm not very good at it, but this friend who visited Building No. 2 a few days ago is quite good at fighting."

He looked at Fu Ying, whose dark eyes were filled with coldness.

"Yeah, you don't know how to fight and kill, but your companions do." Wang Sheng interrupted directly, and his crew cut, sword-like eyebrows and dark face instantly raised his momentum.

He pushed the Ren brothers aside and strode forward, his fierce eyes startled the others.

"Wang Sheng!" Gu Zhenyan grabbed his arm, "What are you doing?"

Yu Yi looked at him calmly, as if he was recalling something. After about ten seconds, he suddenly asked, "Are you the survivor on the twelfth floor?"

"That's right!" Wang Sheng sneered, "Although your ability is only teleportation, you brought someone with more offensive power than you upstairs. It was a meeting without any warning, right?"

"If it weren't for my special ability that helped me block it, I might have been killed by you."

His gloomy face did not seem so scary to Yu Yi, who simply said, "There is no other way. We have no food left. Psychics consume a lot of energy. In order to survive longer, we have to search for supplies up there."

"Kill some people and exercise your fighting ability, right?" Gu Zhenyan stood on tiptoe with his hands in his pockets, and said sarcastically, "Brother, don't give me that excuse. Our situation upstairs is even more serious."

"How many of you are there? There were more than 20 of us downstairs at the time, but now most of them are dead or have escaped." Yu Yi said slowly, "Besides, judging from your appearance, I don't seem to be older than you."

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Yu Yi. I am an undergraduate graduate of Aito University of Technology. I live in 1401 on the th floor and am a tenant here," he said.