"Do I look like a girl in her thirties or forties now?"

Liu Jing suddenly asked.

She is actually over seventy years old, and considering that she spent another ten years in the post-apocalyptic world, she is now over eighty.

For her, being in her thirties or forties is indeed like being a young girl.

Bai Xizhu looked closely at her grandmother's face. The wrinkles on her face were getting fewer and fewer, and her hair had turned completely black. She looked much younger.

The old lady next to her had no wrinkles on her face, and her figure had returned to its youthful peak. She often chased after zombies and cut them down, and the fat around her waist was gone.

People would believe you if you said you were a college student.

Liu Jing and Wang Yiyun still look like mother and daughter, but each of them looks a whole age younger.

But Grandpa and Grandma seem to have even more talent; they'll be as young as Mom and Dad by then...

"Yes, Grandma looks very young now. In time, she might look like my sister when we stand together!" Bai Xizhu said with a smile.

Captain Zhang released all that energy at once, which has no impact on his generation. The energy in the air is slightly more than before, which is actually beneficial.

The glory and decline of this generation unfolded simultaneously.

"If that's the case, Xiao Fan, you shouldn't call me Grandma anymore."

"And don't call me Mom anymore."

Liu Jing and Wang Yiyun spoke in unison.

"What's it called?"

Bai Yifan's face twitched, but he managed to suppress a laugh.

He actually wanted to become sworn brothers with his father, and he felt this was an opportunity.

"When there are handsome guys who don't know us, we call them 'sister,' but when there are acquaintances, we call them whatever we want."

Wang Yiyun touched her slightly slimmer waist and felt that she could still have an affair.