"There are definitely some concerns, but not many. After all, to make people believe, it has to be nine parts truth and one part falsehood. While we can't achieve that, we can at least make it three parts falsehood and seven parts truth."

"Which are fake? Which are real?"

"For example, the skills that Mingfeng showed were real, the end of the apocalypse and the destruction of the earth were fake, and the things he brought out were real, including the women he showed were real."

"How is that possible? Was he a woman in his past life? Didn't you two say you were husband and wife in your past lives?"

"Yes, we were childhood sweethearts in our past life. But it has to be said that it's really hard to survive in the apocalypse. You have to use every means and skill to survive in the apocalypse."

Lin Yuwei saw Wu Qiaoqiao close her book and lie there staring at the ceiling with a sigh.

"I've always heard you talk about the apocalypse, but I've never heard about how you lived before or during the apocalypse. Could you tell me about it?"

Hearing Lin Yuwei's question, Wu Qiaoqiao turned over to face Lin Yuwei. The two little ones were sleeping soundly behind her. Since the weather was no longer cold, and Wu Qiaoqiao hadn't dressed them in many layers, their little hands and feet were exposed. They moved around every now and then, making them even cuter. Wu Qiaoqiao patted the side next to her, signaling Lin Yuwei to lie down.

"Lie down and listen to me slowly. There's a lot to talk about here."

After Lin Yuwei lay down, Wu Qiaoqiao lay down as well. Looking at the somewhat dark tiles above, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought, gradually recalling their past life.