What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

Lu Yize, who has a bad temper, learned to be gentle and yielding when he met Jiang Yue, who is as soft as a bun.

Lu Yize lay on the deck chair, staring at the dazzling lights on the top of the base. He thought absentmindedly that if Old Lu saw him like this, he would probably jump out of his coffin to see something so unusual.

Jiang Yue painstakingly treated Lu Yize's wounds, her technique not very skillful, but she was exceptionally careful.

Sheng Xue had only treated Lu Yize's internal injuries, leaving his external injuries untreated; some wounds were still bleeding.

Jiang Yue was clearly much more attentive to Lu Yize's wounds, which could obviously be stopped with her superpowers. Even though she suspected that Lu Yize might be deliberately letting the wounds bleed, she still carefully and meticulously treated his injuries.

The gauze was wrapped layer by layer, and the disinfection and cleaning were done well. Lu Yize glanced at Jiang Yue, who was looking serious. He was not the kind of person who liked to bully others, but Jiang Yue was always the exception in his life.

From his past life, Lu Yize had openly exposed all his flaws to Jiang Yue: selfishness, arrogance, stubbornness, violence, and ruthlessness. He has not hidden anything from her in this life either.

Just like now, as Lu Yize watched Jiang Yue bandage his wounds, looking like she was easy to bully, some childish evil thoughts welled up in his heart, so childish that Lu Yize even doubted how he could have such stupid ideas.

"All done." Jiang Yue was very satisfied with the result of her bandaging. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked relieved.

Lu Yize nodded listlessly, having managed to restrain himself from teasing Jiang Yue and acted as a good person.

Lu Yize didn't speak, and Jiang Yue just squatted down beside him without saying a word, her eyes fixed on him with bright eyes.

She seemed to have something to say, but Lu Yize didn't want to hear anything discouraging from her, such as what she had said before about whether to lock Jiang Yue up or lock her up when they encountered danger.

However, even someone as hard-hearted as Lu Yize couldn't stand Jiang Yue's gaze. Lu Yize sighed inwardly, "What is it?"

Jiang Yue looked up and pointed to Lu Yize's waist and abdomen. Lu Yize raised his eyebrows, feeling that Jiang Yue shouldn't be so eager, but if she really wanted it, he wouldn't object.

"The plants in your special ability space have grown up."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yize's interest vanished considerably. He had already discovered this when he threw the seeds down; the time it took to enter and exit the space was enough for the seeds to take root and sprout.

It should be due to the influence of the black crystal, or perhaps because it absorbed the previous sixth-order space-type alien plant. Originally, it's difficult to think about things like superpowers in a normal way.

"Ah."

Lu Yize lay on the recliner, turning his head to look at Jiang Yue tugging at his sleeve, her eyes filled with a joyful invitation, "The plants I planted have bloomed."

Lu Yize's eyes showed no change in response, but deep down he was quite pleased with this dependence and closeness.

Having understood her meaning, Lu Yize didn't understand what was so romantic about the natural process of flowering and fruiting, which was just a marketing gimmick. However, he felt that what Jiang Yue planted was still somewhat different.

Lu Yize put Jiang Yue into his spatial storage. Then he closed his eyes again. When his spiritual body entered the space, the first thing he saw was Jiang Yue's back. Only when she turned around did his gaze fall on what was behind her.

Upon seeing the scene before him, Lu Yize was stunned, and many memories that had long been buried in the past surged up one by one.

A happy, innocent, joyful, and carefree childhood, and then the painful beginning, the numb separation, the abhorred childhood, good and bad memories all resurface.

Lu Yize thought he should be utterly disgusted with that backward, poor, dirty, and ignorant village that he wanted to escape from.

However, when Jiang Yue recreated the village where Lu Yize grew up according to her memory, Lu Yize's strongest emotion was actually nostalgia for the past.

In fact, Lu Yize knew that the village in front of him was not the place where he grew up in his memory. Jiang Yue was too young at the time and her memory was vague. She probably had some kind of filter on her own, so she beautified that dilapidated village into the peach blossom forest it is now.

Lu Yize glanced at Jiang Yue, who was anxious but hopeful, as if a thorn that had been deeply embedded in his heart and flesh had been pulled out.

He should perhaps try to reconcile with the unpleasant past.

Lu Yize reached out and ruffled Jiang Yue's hair. "You've worked hard."

Although many plants have not yet grown, their basic forms are already visible. The once desolate ruins now have a touch of vitality, just like Lu Yize's barren heart being nourished little by little by Jiang Yue.

Despite his praise, Lu Yize was a picky person with many flaws. He noticed that Jiang Yue had already started planning where to raise chickens and ducks, and even considered things as risky as collecting goose eggs.

Lu Yize sneered, "Don't even think about it."

Jiang Yue sighed with regret and disappointment. She knew that Lu Yize wouldn't let her use his supernatural space as a chicken coop.

Despite saying that, Lu Yize turned a blind eye to Jiang Yue's attempt to hatch chicken and duck eggs. If Jiang Yue could hatch these unfertilized eggs, it would be her skill.

Lu Yize isolated this small plot of land from the other spaces and set restrictions within it, allowing only him and Jiang Yue to enter.

Lu Yize glanced at Jiang Yue, who was still trying to dig a fishpond, and supported himself with his hands, his heart as still as water. He felt that he was not even like himself at this moment, who had spent more than ten years in the apocalypse and whose soul had become distorted.

Of course, Lu Yize, who was like a slave owner, quickly ended this heartwarming sentiment and immediately turned his attention to the remaining wasteland.

What's most lacking in the apocalypse isn't food, but edible fruits and vegetables. The mutated beasts are even wise enough to evolve themselves to be more palatable, but the mutated plants seem to be all sick, all mutating in a toxic direction.

It's edible, but the taste is a bit of a pain for the taste buds. And judging from Noah's memories, there isn't much normal food in interstellar space. Most interstellar residents directly consume nutrient solutions.

I doubt the nutrient solution tastes very good either, otherwise Noah, that noble insect, wouldn't be able to eat alien beasts and think they taste good, just like Xian Wenrui.

Fresh fruits and vegetables were even rarer, and even Noah had only eaten them a few times.

Lu Yize stared at his wasteland. At least for now, it seemed that the things he grew in his space were not affected by the black crystal and all tasted normal.

Leaving aside selling these things to wealthy interstellar races, just selling these fruits and vegetables to other ability users would probably yield a considerable amount of crystal cores.