The atmosphere in the Song family hall was solemn.

Gu Man sat on the sofa, his body leaning forward slightly, his fingers lightly tapping the edge of the teacup, his eyes calm, yet revealing a hint of sharpness.

The Song family members on the opposite side all had serious expressions, especially Mr. Song, whose furrowed brows seemed to want to crush the whole problem.

Song Lanpu looked depressed, thinking about something.

"Manman, since this fake has already infiltrated the modern world, we must take immediate action and cannot delay any longer."

Mr. Song was leaning on a cane, his tone as strong as ever.

"These things are no ordinary threats. This matter cannot be taken lightly!"

"I see."

Gu Man nodded, looked at the people around him, and spoke in a calm but unquestionable tone.

"I have locked onto them. Their aura is consistent with that of the Golden Planet... I killed one of the leaders, but I'm afraid they have become wary of me."

"We have to send out strong men to kill them... and eliminate them one by one!"

Gu Man's voice was filled with murderous intent.

She had no intention of showing any mercy to these hypocrites.

With a swish.

She carried out a box of crystal cores.

Don't ask her why she could suddenly take out the crystal core. Don't ask. The answer is that there is a dimensional space in the exclusive mecha, which was built specifically for Song Lufeng.

"But after all, they are so well disguised that killing them might cause some panic."

"Here are 100 level 5 crystal cores. You can give them to your best warriors to activate their special powers... Do you need me to explain what a crystal core is?"

Everyone stared at the box of crystal cores in surprise.

After the reaction.

"No, no, I know! We know!"

This thing exploded from the body of a monster and can activate supernatural powers!

A priceless treasure!

Just this one box - mountains of gold and silver are not as valuable as these!

At this moment, they still don't know that in order to support Gu Man's plan, Song Lufeng gave him several mountains of crystal cores...

"Leave the task of killing the faker to us."

Song Lanpu said.

Gu Man looked at him and his voice softened:

"You know, once the truth is revealed, the Song family may become the target of public criticism, and the Bai family may take the opportunity to pursue them!"

"There are several fake people in the Bai family. Their connection with the fake people is deeper than we thought..."

Song Lanpu's face didn't look too good, but he was worthy of being Song Lufeng's ancestor and was very responsible.

"If anyone can do this better, it's my Song family."

Gu Man was shocked.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Just go ahead and do it. Although I can't kill them directly for the time being, I can provide planetary protection for the warriors. I guess our planet doesn't like these pests either!"

Song Zhengyi was sitting nearby, feeling his scalp tingling as he listened.

Although he is one of the smartest people in the family, he can't help feeling a little guilty when he hears words like "fake" and "golden planet".

"Sister Gu, is the matter of the golden planet... particularly important? Is that thing... going to invade?"

He couldn't help but speak, his voice was a little hesitant.

"Bigger than you think."

Gu Man answered straightforwardly.

"The existence of the golden planet may have already affected the future apocalypse. And the fake people are its first chess piece."

Mr. Song frowned and tapped the floor lightly with his cane:

"Fake people... so fake people are the future... insiders? What is the purpose of this group of people!?"

Gu Man said: "I don't know."

"They look like living things, but they don't have any of the qualities that living things possess—"

She thought,

"Spiritual."

Gu Man took a sip of tea and lightly tapped the edge of the teacup with his fingers.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a white light flashed across the hall.

The next second, Gu Man appeared in the Song family kitchen and gently pressed the four-door large refrigerator there with both hands.

"Sister Gu, what are you doing?"

Song Zhengyi was stunned. Looking at Gu Man's attitude, he felt something was wrong.

Isn't this talking about hypocrisy?

How come he suddenly teleported?

When the old man of the Song family saw Gu Man using his supernatural powers for the first time, he was also stunned, but after all, he had experienced many ups and downs, so he soon calmed down.

Gu Man raised his eyebrows and said in a light tone:

"Something happened in the apocalypse. I have to send something over there first."

"What?"

As soon as Song Zhengyi finished asking, Gu Man lifted up the refrigerator without hesitation.

Yes, that's right, she lifted up that heavy four-door refrigerator like a parcel of express!

"Fuck! Sister Gu, have you ever practiced strength?"

Song Zhengyi was stunned, and froze on the sofa.

"You can just pick up this refrigerator?! Are you human?"

Gu Man ignored his sigh and just waved his hand.

There was a flash of white light, and the large refrigerator instantly disappeared from the hall, apparently having been transported to the end of the world.

The hall was silent for a moment, and everyone stared at Gu Man as if they had just witnessed a miracle.

At the same time, Song Zhengyi quietly took out his mobile phone and started the live broadcast.

The live broadcast room just happened to cut to the scene where the refrigerator arrived at the end of the world.

Deep in the jungle, a group of apocalyptic villagers wearing beast-skin clothes gathered around a large four-door refrigerator that had just landed on the ground, their eyes filled with shock and their mouths opened wide enough to fit an egg.

In the video, a villager trembled as he reached out his hand to touch the surface of the refrigerator. He was frightened by the coldness and immediately pulled his hand back, shouting:

It’s so cool! You’re my god’s baby!」

Then, they saw the refrigerator door opened, and the cold air rushed out. Fish, ginseng, and drinks were all available. The villagers immediately burst into a deafening cry of surprise: "Oh my God! It's really the gods who have descended!"

The bullet screen in the live broadcast room also boiled over:

[Hahaha, a large refrigerator with four doors, Dr. Gu has caught my funny bone again! ]

[These villagers in the end times look at the refrigerator as if they are looking at a legendary artifact! ]

【Dr. Gu’s refrigerator has become a life-saving treasure! 】

【Gu Man: Send a refrigerator? That's normal! 】

[This live broadcast is so funny, I have to buy a refrigerator of the same model to suppress my surprise. ]

Song Zhengyi's originally serious face could not help but burst out laughing when he saw this scene.

He laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking, and he didn't notice that Old Master Song beside him had frowned.

"What are you laughing at!"

Mr. Song was furious and slammed the floor hard with his cane.

"You are smiling so rudely when you are doing something serious. It's so uncultured!"

"I……"

Song Zhengyi tried to explain while holding his stomach.

"Grandpa, look at that...refrigerator, it's really...so funny..."

“Pah!”

Before he could finish his words, Old Master Song's walking stick had already hit his leg precisely.

“Ah!”

Song Zhengyi screamed, jumped up from the sofa, hugged his legs and ran around the living room.

"Grandpa! Stop hitting me! It hurts! I'm wrong!"

"If you dare to mess around again, I'll lock you up!"

Old Master Song blew his beard and glared, leaning on a cane with one hand and pointing at Song Zhengyi with the other hand, shaking with anger.

Gu Man beside him finally couldn't help but chuckle and put down his teacup:

"Okay, Master Song, Zhengyi is just a bit of a chatterbox, but he's not really a dishonest person."

"Manman, this is what we are used to."

Old Master Song glanced at Song Zhengyi, but looking at Gu Man's face, he finally sighed.

"You delivered the refrigerator. Is there anything else they need in the apocalypse?"

Gu Man nodded, his eyes becoming calm again:

"That's enough for now. However, we must solve the problem of the fake people as soon as possible and activate the "killing order" or we will fall into a greater crisis, whether in modern times or in the end times."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the living room became tense again.

At this time, Song Zhengyi was covering his beaten leg, mumbling with a look of grievance:

"It's all because of the refrigerator... If it weren't for it, I wouldn't have gotten this cane!"