"Come back if you want, why are you shouting?" came grandma's disgusted response from the kitchen.

"You're back just like that. Why are you shouting at me?" My aunt, who was helping in the kitchen, parroted the reply.

From the kitchen came the sound of chopping vegetables and a rich aroma. Zhang Yuanqing could smell that his grandmother was making beer duck, beer duck stewed in a pressure cooker, which was his childhood favorite.

I heard from my uncle that after the terrorist attack in Songhai, my grandmother had been trying to contact him, but she was so scared that she burst into tears when she found out that her phone number had become an invalid number and the messages were not replied.

No matter how my uncle and aunt tried to comfort her, it was useless. In the end, it was my cousin who worked at the Sheriff's Department who comforted my grandmother.

My cousin said, "We haven't found Yuanzi's body."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately contacted his grandmother and told her that he had changed his cell phone number. After the terrorist attack, he and the wealthy woman Guan Ya hid in a safe house prepared by the government. In order to maintain confidentiality, the signal there was blocked and no one could go out until order was restored outside.

The grandmother knew that Guan Ya was of unusual status and heard that someone in her family was a high-ranking official in the court, so she believed her grandson's nonsense.

Zhang Yuanqing said he wanted to go home for dinner today. His grandmother said she disliked it but secretly cooked his favorite dishes.

In the living room, my grandfather was watching the news. The national television station was interviewing an expert with white hair and a youthful face. The expert was said to be over 100 years old, but his skin was as delicate as a baby's. The expert claimed to be an expert in the fields of biology and medicine, and was doing research in a low-key manner at the National Academy of Sciences. Because of the recent terrorist attacks, he had to show up in public just to give the public some scientific knowledge.

"In fact, it's not as magical as what is said on the Internet. Superman, alien life, and spiritual revival are all nonsense." The expert spoke with a thick Ou accent.

"After research by the expert group, a new virus was detected in the bodies of those terrorists. This virus can cause mutations in humans and some animals. The body's immune system can withstand the attack of these viruses, thereby gaining some incredible powers. Some groups are unable to be immune and will become insane and frantically attack those around them."

Is he the Zhu family's demigod?

Zhang Yuanqing took off his shoes, put on cotton slippers, and walked to the living room. The host of the TV station listened and asked, "What kind of virus is this?"

The expert with white hair and youthful face shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. It's a new virus. The only thing that is certain is that it is an artificially cultivated virus. As for where the virus came from, it has not been found out yet."

The host nodded repeatedly, and finally looked at the camera team: "Rumors stop at the wise. I hope everyone will look at this matter rationally and mourn for their compatriots."

Zhang Yuanqing sat down next to his grandfather and found that the old man had a very solemn expression and was filled with deep worry. He did not relax at all because of the expert's popular science education.

He was moved and deliberately said, "Grandpa, don't worry, it's just a virus. As long as a vaccine is developed, everything will be fine!"

Grandpa snorted coldly: "You know shit!"

He turned his head and examined his grandson. "Are you okay?"

Zhang Yuanqing stretched his muscles and said, "What can happen to me? Guan Ya and I went into the safe house right after those virus people carried out the terrorist attack."

Grandpa nodded in satisfaction, picked up the porcelain cup and went to the balcony to get some water. The warm water poured into the cup. Amid the sound of the porcelain cup, Zhang Yuanqing could clearly hear Grandpa mumbling to himself: "How dare these people?"

Zhang Yuanqing was both surprised and not surprised to hear this. Public security officers are on the front lines of maintaining social order and are involved in various serious cases. It is impossible for them to be completely unaware of the existence of spiritual travelers, including his cousin.

During the terrorist attack at Pingtai Hospital, my cousin Chen Yuanjun had come into contact with evil professions.

As a police officer in the last century, my grandfather must have come into contact with spiritual travelers. He knew that there was a group of people with super powers and that these guys were subject to moral values, so he was a little confused.

The brainwashing of the Zhu family's demigods doesn't seem to work on people with strong willpower, or it may take repeated popular science education to be effective. At this stage, the existence of the spiritual realm walkers can be concealed if possible, and it doesn't matter if it is made public if it can't be concealed. "

Zhang Yuanqing secretly wondered whether the existence of the spiritual realm walker would be exposed or not at this critical moment of life and death.

Ten minutes later, the busy sounds in the kitchen stopped, and grandma and aunt came out with plates in their hands, filling the table with delicious food.

While setting the table, grandma urged, "Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat!"

Grandpa and Zhang Yuanqing went into the bathroom together. At the table, Zhang Yuanqing picked up his chopsticks quickly, expressing his nostalgia for grandma's cooking skills with his actions.

Grandma was very satisfied and said, "Didn't I ask you to bring Guan Ya back with you? Where is she?"

"She was taken back to Beijing by her family, who said Songhai was unsafe." Zhang Yuanqing said casually, "They wanted to take me with them, but I couldn't bear to leave my grandmother."

The cute aunt with tears in her eyes glanced at him. Zhang Yuanqing leaned his head over and said, "Of course there is also my aunt." However, before his head touched my aunt's fragrant shoulder, my grandmother reached out her hand and pushed it away.

Grandma said worriedly, "I heard that only the capital is fine. The vaccine for this virus has not been developed yet. It may start to spread again in a while. It would be a good thing if you could go to the capital with Guan Ya."