Even though she already knew her fate, Wu Zhao still fell into a certain anxiety. These days, whenever she closed her eyes, she seemed to see large groups of people suddenly falling down.

There were even quite a few figures among them that she was already familiar with.

Classmates, teachers at school, the aunt at lunch, even Su Yao, and that extremely smart child scientist Even in some dreams when she woke up in the middle of the night, there was herself, also helplessly falling down, unable to move, unable to speak, and could only open her eyes wide, in great fear.

No matter how smart she was or how much potential she had, Wu Zhao was still just a 15-year-old girl at that time.

And the life in this peaceful town for more than ten days also brought her a great shock.

Delicious food, beautiful accessories, and even girls of the same age who can be called friends.

but--

"Why are you always so happy?" Wu Zhao looked at Su Yao in front of her with some complexity.

She is not from this world, and with the protection of the Immortal King, the doomsday will not really threaten her.

But even so, she could still feel the pressure of doomsday and the shadow in her heart.

But the girl in front of him, who was truly in despair at the end of her life, had a smile on her face every day.

Wu Zhao initially thought that the smile was fake.

But this period of contact.

She already understood that the smile came from the heart.

So, why can you still laugh so happily in such a breathless apocalypse? "Why is that?"

Su Yao blinked, as if he was stumped by the question.

She looked like she was thinking carefully.

Finally, a clap of hands.

"As long as you want to laugh, you can always find something to be happy about. Oh, oh, oh, it's worthy of me to say this! Write it down, write it down!"

Su Yao really didn't know where he took out a thick little notebook and wrote down what he said.

Wu Zhao could only give a helpless expression.

"Let's go." She finally took Su Yao's hand and said, "Let's go to that delicious cake shop you mentioned last time. I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

"Cake!" Su Yao swallowed hard, then shook his head with great determination, "No, today is the day the president is back, and all club members have to go see the president."

"President?" Wu Zhao also raised her eyebrows.

During this period of time, she has met everyone in this club.

Among them are genius scientist children, martial artists with strong practical skills, capable and practical tools, and non-capable people who have no strength but have the same paranoia as the founder.

However, the only person that was not seen was the legendary president who was at the top of the ability level.

A level five ability user.

So, is she going to meet one of them now? Although she was a little nervous and expectant, Wu Zhao quickly adjusted her state. She had even seen powerful beings like Xianjun who had already reached the realm of gods and demons. As a member of the great Pan-Human Guardian Association, she also had to have the pride that matched her status.

"There's no conflict. We can pack the cakes and take them to meet the club president." Wu Zhao said with a smile.

"You're right." Su Yao's eyes lit up, and she even took Wu Zhao's hand and said, "Go quickly."

The entire town has a small population, but there are a lot of shops. Basically, everything that is available outside can be found in the town. When the two of them arrived in front of an apartment with small cakes, they were still a step too late. Everyone except them had already arrived.

"Too slow." Genius child scientist Qin Qing said seriously, "Time is life. The time you waste is enough for me to solve several invention problems. Is this the cake from the God of Cakes' shop?"

He acted like a little adult at first, but broke down completely in the end.

The way his throat rolls as he swallows his saliva is just like that of a little kid.

"Everyone gets a share." Su Yao smiled and held the bag in her hand. "Ji Fen, even if you split yourself into two, you can only take one share."

“Really?” The three long-legged ladies next to them, who looked exactly the same and were wearing the same clothes, looked so sad that they were about to cry. “What’s wrong with clones? Don’t clones have human rights? We protest!”

Although they said that, soon only one of the three figures remained, and the other two turned into points of light and disappeared.

She was nearly 1.80 meters tall, with a pair of long, slender, white legs that were enough to attract all men's attention. Her T-shirt was tied at the waist, revealing her exaggeratedly slender waist. At least two of the other four boys present were stealing glances at her.

Ji Fen, who is already a college student, has the ability of the fourth-order clone technique. It is said that she can create up to tens of thousands of clones. Although both the clones and the original body have the physical fitness of ordinary people, with the equipment, they can be said to be an army of one person. To this day, her clones are still active all over the world.

It is worth mentioning that she is also an excellent commander in office.

What is it like to command an army that she has formed? Perhaps only she knows.

"You can divide my share among you." Another dull voice suddenly sounded. It was a man who was two meters and five meters tall, like a little giant.

Luke Clare Latin.

The muscles on his body are like those of ancient Greek sculptures, with golden hair, three-dimensional facial features and a determined expression.

A natural fighter, his ability is level 4 "physical enhancement".

That’s right, his abilities are the same as Wu Zhao’s apparent abilities.

As for the last man, Ye Mao, he had an ordinary name, ordinary looks, ordinary personality, and even his ability was the second-level "existence weakening". If you didn't count the number of people carefully, you wouldn't realize that there was such a person in the room.

Come to think of it, this is the first time that almost all the members of the club have gathered together.

Wu Zhao looked at the people in the room and couldn't help but click her tongue.

In one society, there is a fifth-level ability user, three fourth-level ability users in the open, plus a prophet in the dark. With such a lineup, saving the world does not seem to be an impossible thing.

"The president hasn't arrived yet? He always emphasizes that we should be punctual, but he is always the last one to come." Su Yao distributed the cakes and couldn't help but eat them in small bites, complaining as he ate.

(End of this chapter)