Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

With a heavy heart, Mu Lingqi and the other person traveled south, visiting many places. All they found were desolate, deserted buildings; not a single living creature could be found.

The birds in the sky have vanished, the animals in the forest are reduced to bare bones, and the humans are nowhere to be found.

The city, once glorious, now stands alone, its beauty unappreciated. The wind howls through the glassless windows, a mournful lament, a testament to the city's resentment.

Qi Ruiguang, who had been a chatterbox all the way, also became somewhat silent.

He licked his lips, spoke dryly, his voice hoarse as if he had sand in his mouth.

Does humanity have a future?

He looked utterly worried about the country and its people, his sorrow was beyond words.

He was met with the desolate sound of the wind, the rising heat, and an indescribable sorrow in his heart, but there was no answer from her.

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

She avoided his question, her gaze remaining calm as she looked at him. It was as if he wasn't asking about the end of the world or the destruction of humanity, but rather a simple, everyday greeting: "Have you eaten?"

So calm, so ordinary, so indifferent. It only made me seem so overreacting and sentimental.

He knew perfectly well that the other person was the one who was acting strangely, but the moment their eyes met, he felt that he was the one in the wrong.

He wanted to scream again, "What's wrong with this world?" His chest felt heavy, and he couldn't breathe.

Why is she so calm?

Never mind, my girlfriend is probably in a bad mood.

It's forgivable, don't overthink it.

It's said that girls in love tend to overthink things. Am I also guilty of this?

He started to comfort himself and find reasons to make his girlfriend feel better.

For example, she might be sad inside, but it's not very noticeable on her face.

"We haven't reached the South China Sea yet, shall we continue?" Qi Ruiguang tried to change the subject to avoid letting his mind wander again.

"There aren't even any animals, let alone people, in this area. There's no point in continuing."

"Hold on tight, we have to get back quickly." Her voice was still calm. Qi Ruiguang took a deep breath and passively jumped onto the flying sword.

Mu Lingxi wasn't indifferent; her face was tense, and she seemed unapproachable. The intense sunlight she used to love brought her irritation for the first time. She remained silent the whole way, but being used to a calm demeanor, she suppressed any emotions she might have.

Having grown accustomed to a smooth world, finding and protecting those destined for success was all there was to it. No need for thought, no worries; finding people was the hardest thing of all.

She's becoming more and more direct and less and less willing to think things through.

One force can subdue ten serpents; leave the rest to time. It's that simple.

But she had never felt this powerless before, and she didn't know what to do.

Her cheapskate father's words still echoed in her ears, his assertive tone like a verdict, mocking Mu Lingxi's overestimation of her abilities. She wasn't sure if what she had done was right. Was there really such a group of people who, even under various threats and inducements, would still hold fast to their principles?

That way, your efforts won't seem ridiculous or so powerless.

Everything is invisible, and after putting in all your efforts, you feel even more powerless to attribute the results to the elusive nature of human nature.

Human desires have been amplified to an infinite degree. Is there really anyone who can uphold their principles and remain undisturbed by external factors?

Mu Lingxi asked herself this question countless times.

"The tropics have fallen; apart from plants, there are no other living things. There's no need to block the news anymore. If everyone is on guard, humanity might still be able to preserve the flame."

With no cell phone signal, Mulingxi could only send out information via its optical computer.

Regardless, humanity has the right to know the truth.

At that time, she didn't know what the real apocalypse was; she only believed that she would do her best and leave the rest to fate, and that her efforts would always be rewarded.

On the way back, there was no need to check the situation everywhere. The flight speed was much faster, and it only took two days to return to Fengcheng. This was even with Jinghong restraining himself.

"Hurry, hurry! The government has said this is a virus, so we must buy plenty of medicine and keep it at home. We also need to stock up on masks, alcohol, and disinfectant. And buy plenty of food too. I won't go out unless necessary."

"What's the panic? We should trust our country. Stay true to ourselves, and this disaster will eventually pass."

"What do you mean by sticking to your principles? That's too idealistic. This is a virus! A virus! It's not something you can get through by sticking to your principles or not sticking to them. Are you all brainless? You actually believe this kind of talk. You should just buy more stuff and stock up."

"Qiangzi is right. This isn't a pipe dream where you can just do whatever you want. It's better to buy more things so you'll feel more at ease."

“But… that’s what the government said.” A little girl weakly retorted, but no one listened to her; they all rushed off to buy things.

"Sigh, this society is going to be in chaos again." An old man sighed deeply, then ran off quickly into the bright eyes of the little girl. "Old Cai, wait for me! You're so small, you can't do it without me. Let me do it, we'll buy it and split it."

Pharmacies were looted and supermarkets were packed with people.

Funerals were being held everywhere in Fengcheng; it was chaotic and panicked. The dead needed to be taken care of, and the living needed to survive. The streets were overflowing with people, and there were even stampedes.

Qi Ruiguang and Mu Lingxi were bumped to the side as soon as they appeared. Qi Ruiguang stumbled and almost fell to the ground if Mu Lingxi hadn't pulled him up.

"What should we do? So many people are rushing to buy things, should we buy some too?"

Qi Ruiguang was eager to try, but Mu Lingxi disagreed. "If you need anything, just let Jinghong do it; why interfere at this time?"

"It's too chaotic outside, we'd better go back."

"It's all up to you."

Avoiding the crowds, the two went to the small apartment that Qi Ruiguang had bought.

It has two bedrooms and a living room, and is very clean and tidy.

Now all we can do is wait.

Some people insisted on going north, while others stayed.

Those who remain will gradually go mad and attack those around them who hold fast to their principles or have already gone mad.

At first, Mu Lingxi would clean up the mutated animals at night, but gradually she stopped going out altogether.

Whether she takes action or not, the final outcome is not in her hands.

The world outside the window gradually became quiet.

One month!

Since returning to Fengcheng, a month has passed, and the city has gone from bustling to deserted. Mu Lingxi has never experienced such torment.

Perhaps the showdown with the state shortened the process, or perhaps no one was involved and this was the outcome anyway.

Who knows?

A fait accompli: another city is empty.

Mu's father started urging him two weeks ago, saying that a large base had been built in Harbin, and that anyone who had eaten human flesh could be detected.

They told her to hurry over, as they were already planning to leave.

The implied meaning is that whoever's child it is, they should take care of them; they're only responsible for dating.

Playing a support role is fine, but Mu Lingqi has absolutely no desire to clean up the mess.

The affairs at the base are complicated and chaotic; how could someone like a lazy bum handle them?

So she could only keep putting it off.

The capable should do more work. Hopefully, by the time she arrives, her father will have already found a successor.

Stepping out of my home again after a month, the streets that were bustling a month ago were just like those in the cities to the south—empty and deserted.

Just as the two were about to leave, a muffled sound of something rolling down came from nearby. It sounded like flesh colliding, or like dry firewood falling to the ground.

They followed the sound.

In the passageway of the residential area, a human-shaped object, dragging a leg infested with maggots and exposing the white bone, stubbornly crawled forward.

He was numb and had no sense of pain; his face was covered in lividity, giving him the appearance of a zombie.

He's just too thin, as thin as a dried-up corpse.

My eyes were cloudy, yet it was as if I could see them. Suddenly, I felt energized and recklessly acted in a disheveled state.

"Let's go, don't look anymore." Qi Ruiguang frowned, his eyelids drooping, looking as if he couldn't bear to look anymore.

"It's not like everything will be alright just because a base has been established."

Will it be ok?

It will be alright.

He is a chosen one; hopefully, everything he says will come true.

For the first time, Mu Lingxi lacked confidence in the Chosen One, and for the first time, she hoped that the Chosen One could transcend reality.