Song Chen blinked; he could actually see in the dark!
Thinking of the superpowers mentioned in the novel, Song Chen suddenly hugged Zhao Ziyi tightly and said with relief:
"Don't cry, don't cry, it's my fault, but I didn't lie to you, it really is the end of the world."
And it seems I've awakened some kind of superpower.
Song Chen was somewhat excited, his heart pounding.
In the past, he felt inferior because he had no money and was always afraid that Zhao Ziyi would leave him.
However, when the apocalypse came, the world was reshuffled.
The money became worthless, but he gained special abilities.
If he had superpowers, he could definitely give Zhao Ziyi a better life!
Song Chen picked up Zhao Ziyi and accurately located the door in the darkness.
Pushing open the door, you can see a patch of orange-red sky through the glass window.
The distant flames and rising black smoke indicated that a crisis had indeed broken out in the city.
Song Chen hugged Zhao Ziyi tightly and said:
"Look, the end of the world has really come."
Zhao Ziyi was somewhat flustered. He gripped Song Chen's arm tightly and stammered:
"What about my mom and dad? How are they?"
Upon hearing this, Song Chen tightened his grip on his arm.
Previously, when the two were together, Zhao's father and mother had always tried to stop them from being together.
They cut off Zhao Ziyi's allowance, his residence and house, and even threatened to sever ties with him.
But Zhao Ziyi did not compromise.
As a result, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao kept their word and severed all ties, ceasing all contact.
But Song Chen knew that in Zhao Ziyi's heart, they were still a family.
Zhao Ziyi trembled as he left Song Chen's embrace and ran back to his room to get his phone.
But by then, the phone signal had been lost.
The internet is down, and I can't send text messages or make phone calls.
This is the end of the world.
Zhao Ziyi was a little confused. He touched his head and stood there, not knowing what to do next.
Song Chen hugged him from behind and kissed his neck.
"I've cooked. Have a bite to eat first. You have to eat breakfast, don't go hungry."
Zhao Ziyi suffers from hypoglycemia and must drink a bowl of white porridge in the morning to raise her blood sugar.
Song Chen had cooked porridge for him countless times.
Perhaps realizing that things had really changed, Zhao Ziyi obediently followed Song Chen into the living room.
After the meal, Song Chen felt that the changes in his body were even more obvious.
They huddled together and began to investigate which special ability they had awakened.
After a day of testing, the two made a summary.
Song Chen awakened multiple superpowers, including great strength, speed, the ability to control fire, water, wind, and plants, and he also had a built-in storage space.
Zhao Ziyi, however, remains an ordinary person, just as he was before the apocalypse.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Ziyi proudly raised his head and said with an air of self-righteousness:
"Song Chen, you said you would love me forever!"
"Of course." Song Chen picked up Zhao Ziyi and walked towards the bedroom.
Previously, Zhao Ziyi only allowed him to touch her once a week.
But starting today.
Song Chen would bully Zhao Ziyi until he cried every day before he would stop.
Every morning, Song Chen would get up early to go out and find food, and while he was at it, he would empty the supermarket shelves and hide the items in the storage space.
Back in the rented room in the afternoon, it was time for the two of them to exercise.
At night, Zhao Ziyi goes to sleep, while Song Chen sneaks out to clear out the zombies.
Song Chen seemed to have inexhaustible energy. He felt that even if he didn't sleep now, just going out in the sun every morning would make him full of energy.
One week later.
Zhao Ziyi woke up, yawned sleepily, put on his slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up as usual.
On the washbasin, there was toothpaste that Song Chen had squeezed out for him, and a full cup of water.
There was still hot water in the bathtub.
After taking a shower, Zhao Ziyi went to the dining table and began to eat.
Stir-fried bok choy, romaine lettuce, a bowl of white porridge, luncheon meat, and braised beef.
Except for the lack of internet and signal, Zhao Ziyi's life was no different from that before the apocalypse.
Song Chen stood behind him, combing Zhao Ziyi's wet hair with his hands and using his wind-based ability to dry it.
Halfway through the meal, Zhao Ziyi looked up and said forcefully:
"Song Chen, let's go to Haishi tomorrow to find my parents!"
Song Chen nodded with a smile:
"Sure, if you'd like, we can leave right away."
He had already cleared out most of the zombies in the surrounding area.
Now, we can ensure that Zhao Ziyi arrives at the car safely.
Zhao Ziyi put down his chopsticks and said impatiently:
"Let's go now!"
After saying that, Zhao Ziyi quickly returned to his bedroom and began packing his luggage.
Song Chen glanced at the remaining food, sat down quietly, and finished all the food.
It's the end of the world now. Zhao Ziyi doesn't know that the food he's tired of eating is something that outsiders are willing to trade their lives and chastity for.
After finishing the meal.
Song Chen used his water-based supernatural abilities to wash all the bowls, plates, and chopsticks, then put them into his storage space.
If it weren't for the fact that the storage space is currently only 50 square meters, Song Chen really would like to take everything in the house with him.
After packing Zhao Ziyi's suitcase and clothes, and putting away their bedding, pillows, and bed.
Song Chen's storage space was completely filled.
The two, dressed in waterproof jackets, waterproof pants, and sneakers, and wearing masks, opened the door and rushed out.
Song Chen took Zhao Ziyi's hand and quickly went down the stairs and walked outside.
The stairwell was covered in dark yellow grease, brown intestines, and dark red bloodstains.
Blood was splattered everywhere, even on the stair railing, there were clumps of dried, clotted blood.
Zhao Ziyi followed Song Chen at a jog, his heart pounding with fear, until he was finally seated in the car, at which point he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, they didn't encounter any zombies!
Zhao Ziyi smiled with relief:
"Luckily, we didn't encounter any zombies. Let's head straight to Haishi!"
Song Chen nodded and smiled:
"I've prepared a lot of novels, magazines, cell phones, and power banks in the car so you can pass the time if you're bored."
Normally, it would take 30 hours of continuous driving to get to Haishi.
But now they are in the apocalypse, surrounded by dangers, and Song Chen doesn't know how long they will have to go.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi raised his chin:
"I don't want to read novels! I get carsick."
The car you found is nice. Does it have any music? I can play a few of my favorite songs.
This car is a luxury car purchased for official use.
Song Chen searched for several nights before finally finding it on the side of the road in a villa district.
He could never afford the car he had worked his whole life for, but now he got it easily.
Song Chen turned on the car's display screen, glanced at it, and was pleasantly surprised.
"The songs here are all your favorites."
They randomly selected a song, and soothing music filled their ears.
Zhao Ziyi gazed out the window at the devastated city and hummed a song softly.
Legend has it that you were willing to be stranded for love.
I can do it for you too…
The car started and drove smoothly forward.
After leaving their residential area, we officially entered the city.
There weren't many vehicles on the city's main roads, perhaps because the zombie outbreak occurred at night, so it didn't cause traffic congestion.
Song Chen guessed that if the apocalypse broke out during the day, their car would be unable to move an inch in the city.
Just as the two were about to drive through the city center and head outwards, Zhao Ziyi suddenly shouted:
"Song Chen! Look! These are all luxury stores! Let's go down and grab some! I haven't used any luxury items in years!"
Once upon a time, luxury stores were bathed in light, their windows gleaming.
But now it's completely empty, the dark glass door showing no signs of damage.
In the face of the apocalypse, even a small shop is more valuable than a luxury item.
So far, the doors of the luxury stores are still closed.
Apart from Zhao Ziyi, probably no one would want to wear luxury goods nowadays.
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