In the end, Sun Tiantian offered to give her another bowl of rice, which Fang Rongrong gratefully accepted with tears in her eyes, and quickly finished eating it with shredded potatoes.

The crowd exchanged glances, and a sense of pity for Fang Rongrong arose in their hearts.

Even without the apocalypse, these elite academics would still shine in their respective fields, instead of being ruined by a bunch of beasts.

Han Rui swallowed the last mouthful of rice and carefully touched Rongrong's slightly protruding belly with her hand.

"Teacher Fang, what are you going to do with this child?"

Although none of the people present had any experience with childbirth, they had all seen how things work. Even though no one approved of the birth of this little life, the child was Fang Rongrong's, and they still had to respect her opinion.

Fang Rongrong's eyes darkened, but she quickly perked up and smiled gently, "I was just about to tell you that I want to abort this child."

"Phew~ I was worried you'd say something like, 'A mother and child are of one heart and can't bear to hit each other.'"

Having been exposed to melodramatic Chinese dramas for years, Sun Tiantian genuinely worries that Fang Rongrong might have a breakdown and give birth to the child. After all, online news frequently pushes similar stories.

“How could that be?” A hint of hatred flashed in Fang Rongrong’s intelligent eyes. “Those beasts’ genes would definitely produce something bad. How could such despicable genes be born from my crotch?”

“I know we don’t have the facilities to perform the surgery right now, and I don’t want to cause you any trouble. The medical supplies in the bunker should have the relevant stuff; I’ll look for it myself.”

"Even if I die from eating it, it's my own business and has nothing to do with you. I'll handle it myself outside the base."

Lu Sheng gave Fang Rongrong an approving look. She was capable of taking things on and letting them go, knew how not to cause trouble for others, and most importantly, she was an expert in pharmacy.

This person definitely didn't make a mistake in accepting it.

"Don't worry, you won't die. I'll find you a professional. It'll be safe and painless."

After dinner, Lu Sheng sent a message to the K3 base via radio, inviting Xin Qiao to come and help Fang Rongrong get rid of the child.

Professional tasks should be left to professionals.

Before they returned to their rooms, Han Rui took a small potted plant out of her pocket and handed it to Fang Rongrong, saying, "Teacher Fang, this is a sleep-aiding plant. Please put it by your bedside."

She really wanted to comfort Fang Rongrong, but after racking her brains for a long time, she couldn't think of any suitable words, so she could only give her some small plants to help her sleep.

"It's alright, I can eat and sleep well, don't worry about me. Just think of it as my sister spending money to hire dozens of ducks, even though the quality isn't great."

Fang Rongrong accepted the small plant and smiled freely.

This optimistic spirit completely stumped Han Rui and Sun Tiantian.

"The world is already malicious enough, so people have to think more positively." Fang Rongrong gently thanked the group and went upstairs with light steps.

The group felt relieved, said goodnight to each other, and went back to their rooms.

The first thing Lu Sheng noticed when he returned to the door was something hanging on the doorknob.

A simple little cloth bag, with a corner of a card peeking out from the edge.

Lu Sheng casually untied the bag and slowly opened it while lying in the bathtub.

The small cloth bag contained a rosewood bracelet and a white card. The card simply read "Happy Birthday."

The handwriting is the same as the words on the birthday cake; the characters are flowing and the strokes are strong and powerful, revealing a solid foundation in calligraphy.

Without needing to guess, Lu Sheng immediately pictured Xu Yiqing's handsome and noble face.

After all, she often looks at Xiao Yu and Sun Tiantian's original works, and even if the two of them were to participate in the children's calligraphy competition together, they might not be able to advance.

Needless to say, Zhang Xiaojuan and Han Rui were the only ones left.

If it really was sent by the two of them, they would probably have announced it to the world ten days in advance.

Lu Sheng played with the sandalwood bracelet in her palm. The bracelet had a simple design; it was just a thin bracelet. The size of the bracelet was just right, perfectly matching the thickness of her wrist.

The surface of the wooden bracelet is polished very smoothly, unlike mass-produced products. It still retains the traces of handcrafting, and the high-quality material faintly exudes a cool woody fragrance.

She was fiddling with it absentmindedly when her chubby little paws rested on her shoulders.

"I've seen the process of making these wooden bracelets on Bilibili. These things are very laborious. They need to be hand-polished in stages using sandpaper with different grits. It takes at least ten hours to make one."

Zhuangzhuang leaned his head closer and began to whisper devilish sermons in Lu Sheng's ear.

"If I were a woman, I would definitely be moved by Teacher Xu."