Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

The melting of glaciers is a very slow process because the ocean is so huge and boundless.

So even though people hope that the ice that hits the island from time to time will melt every day, it will not happen in a short period of time.

People have gradually become accustomed to living on the upper floors of the mothership.

Every day when they look down at their feet, they can no longer see the shadow of the island. All they see is the vast ocean. They are like a nation living on the sea.

During this period, Yuxuan's health gradually improved.

When she was unconscious, the temperature was still minus seventy degrees Celsius. When she finally woke up, the weather had become warmer and the eternal night was completely over.

Because she was too weak, she stayed in the ward for another month. She was still very eager to get some fresh air outside and wanted to go out for a walk.

Zhipeng unconditionally met all her requests and pushed her wheelchair to the small deck on their floor every day so that Yuxuan could see the outside world.

However, when Yuxuan went out for the first time, she saw the vast ocean beneath her feet and then looked around at the endless sea surface, and her expression suddenly became gloomy.

Since returning from the deck, she has not moved or spoken, and has refused to eat or drink.

Just sitting in the wheelchair, looking through the window of the ward, quietly looking at the boundless ocean outside.

Although she is still here, her mind is not there.

Zhipeng talked to her several times, but she ignored him.

Zhipeng was feeling nervous. Seeing that it was almost noon, he waited for Xue Tao and the others to bring the fish soup, and then he brought it to Yuxuan by himself.

He squatted down and handed the bowl of soup to her, saying in a gentle voice, "Yuxuan, have some soup. It's freshly made and very delicious."

Yuxuan's gaze moved away from the window and fell on Zhipeng's face, and a trace of fatigue flashed in her eyes.

She pursed her cracked lips and whispered, "Brother, I really can't drink anymore."

Zhipeng's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled again: "Have another sip, even just a small one. You're so thin now, you need to eat more."

Yuxuan shook her head and closed her eyes, with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "Brother, you don't have to persuade me anymore. I really don't want to drink."

Zhipeng frowned slightly, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

He stood up, placed the soup bowl on the windowsill, put his hands in his pockets, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Yuxuan, I know you're in a bad mood, but you can't ruin your body like this. You just woke up and are still very weak. You need to take good care of yourself."

Yuxuan still had her eyes closed, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Brother, am I a burden to you?"

Zhipeng's heart sank suddenly, as if something had tugged at it.

He squatted down, holding Yuxuan's cold hand, his voice trembling: "What are you talking about? How can you be a burden to me? You are my sister, my only relative, it is my duty to take care of you."

Yuxuan's fingers trembled slightly. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Zhipeng with a somewhat empty gaze: "But brother, the world outside has become like this now. We are all trapped on this ship and can't do anything. You have to take care of me every day and can't even do your work. You don't even have the freedom you have left!"

Zhipeng's throat tightened and his voice became hoarse. "Yuxuan, don't overthink it. Although our current situation is difficult, at least we are still alive and together. That's enough."

The corners of Yuxuan's mouth twitched slightly, as if she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "But brother, I...I feel like a useless person and can't do anything."

Zhipeng held Yuxuan's hand tightly and said firmly, "Yuxuan, you are not useless. You just need time to recover. When you are well again, there are still many things we can do."

A glint of tears flashed in Yuxuan's eyes, but she quickly lowered her head to prevent herself from crying.

Her fingers were tightly gripping the armrests of the wheelchair, her knuckles turning white, as if she was trying to control her emotions.

The room fell into silence, with only the sounds of wind and waves outside the window.

Zhipeng stood up, walked to the window, looked at the vast ocean outside, his heart full of melancholy.

He knew Yuxuan was in a bad mood, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to ask Zhou Shuwan for help.

She is a girl, perhaps she can better guide Yuxuan.

He turned to Yuxuan and said, "Yuxuan, I'm going to go out for a while and will be back soon."

Yuxuan nodded slightly without saying anything more.

After Zhipeng left the ward, he went straight to find Zhou Shuwan.

Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu had just returned from outside. After hearing Zhipeng's story about Yuxuan's situation, they were somewhat surprised.

Because when Yuxuan woke up, they went to visit her several times and felt that she was lying there not much different from before.

Zhou Shuwan nodded and agreed: "Then I'll go and take a look now."

As she walked, she asked Zhipeng, "How long did you say Yuxuan hasn't eaten or drunk anything?"

"She hasn't wanted to eat or drink since she went to the deck yesterday." Zhipeng's voice was dry. "She always feels like she's a burden to me."

Zhou Shuwan sighed softly, "The patient just woke up from a serious injury, and many are depressed and frustrated, so it's normal. I'll go and talk to her."

Zhipeng showed a grateful expression: "Thank you very much, Wanwan."

When Zhou Shuwan walked into the ward, Yuxuan was still sitting in the wheelchair, staring out the window with a dull look.

She heard footsteps, turned around, and when she saw Zhou Shuwan, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Sister Wanwan." Yuxuan's voice was a little hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Zhou Shuwan walked over, patted her shoulder gently, and said in a gentle voice: "Yuxuan, why are you sitting here? Why don't you go to the bed?"

Yuxuan shook her head slowly: "I've been lying in bed for too long. I don't want to lie down anymore."

She has been lying in bed for more than two months. She is very thin, has broken arms and legs, and is still unable to move freely.

So Zhipeng and Zhou Shuwan were very cautious when communicating with her, for fear of hurting her.

"Okay! I'm free today, so I came to see you." Zhou Shuwan sat down opposite her and looked at her carefully: "How are you feeling now?"

Yuxuan's face is covered with scars from the past. The last major earthquake left her with several more scars on her cheeks.

Zhou Shuwan looked at her, who now weighed less than 80 pounds. She was as thin as a skeleton and looked so old and depressed.

She suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Yuxuan just shook her head: "I'm fine, just a little tired."

Zhou Shuwan looked at her gently and said, "You are too thin. You need to eat more. I will bring you some delicious food every day so that you can eat more."

Yuxuan shook her head and said in a low voice, "Sister Wanwan, don't bother me. I really can't eat."