Xi Xi had imagined countless possibilities, countless scenarios of being met with indifference after revealing the truth of her rebirth to Chu Zhiqin.
For some reason, the worst possible outcome always came to mind first.
Perhaps it was during those years of the apocalypse that she had too many beautiful dreams, only to have them shattered time and time again by cruel reality, causing the last glimmer of hope in Xi Xi's heart to be completely extinguished.
During these days, she also had many nightmares.
I had thought that Xi's mother would refuse to believe me because she was protecting her sisters, and I had also thought that Xi's mother would persuade me to let go of the past because of blood ties. I even thought that Xi's mother would firmly believe that I was lying and angrily refute me.
However, Chu Zhiqin, with tears in her eyes, held her tightly in her arms with trembling hands.
Xi Xi never dreamed that Chu Zhiqin would believe everything she said so easily.
What she didn't know was that she had already been suspected and scrutinized by her mother.
When Chu Zhiqin first made contact with her daughter, she noticed that Xi Xi was different from usual. When did her daughter become so distant and calm?
He was proficient in chopping wood, making fire, cooking, and hunting, and even had some skill in painting.
She noticed that the "Xi Xi" she was talking to often spoke with a hint of deep thought in her voice. This sense of incongruity made Chu Zhiqin wonder if this "Xi Xi" was still her quick-witted and cheerful daughter.
Chu Zhiqin had spent a lot of money on melodramatic short dramas, so she naturally understood the "soul-swapping" rule of time travel.
As a result, Chu Zhiqin has been unable to sleep at night these past few days, filled with worry, and has asked Xi Xi many questions indirectly.
Xi's mother believed that she could not tolerate another person's soul usurping her daughter's body, so she resolutely decided to meet with this "Xi Xi".
Even last night, Chu Zhiqin harbored a sense of inquiry, trying to prove that although the "Xi Xi" in front of her looked the same as her daughter, she was no longer her daughter's original soul.
However, apart from becoming much more composed, the "Xi Xi" in front of her was exactly the same as her daughter in terms of behavior and preferences.
She still likes to play with the stray hairs at her temples, and she still likes to multitask while eating, fiddling with other things.
Even with food they don't like, they'll dawdle and eat slowly, but they'll eventually finish it all without wasting a single grain.
Chu Zhiqin couldn't help but fall into doubt again. Sometimes she felt that she was overthinking things, and other times she felt that something really was wrong.
Last night, when Xi Xi played with the Laughing Charm on her, Chu Zhiqin was overjoyed. This was clearly her clever and mischievous daughter!
Therefore, after listening to Xi Xi's account of her past life, Chu Zhiqin had no doubts. As if she finally understood the reason, she hugged her daughter tightly with tears in her eyes, her heart filled with resentment!
Xi Xi's eyes welled up with tears. She had never expected her own mother to have so many hidden thoughts, and she belatedly realized how much her personality had changed before and after the apocalypse...
"Is this your reason for putting so much ginger in yesterday?" Xi Xi rolled her eyes at her mother. She really didn't expect her mother to have such a wild imagination that she actually suspected that she was a fake "Xi Xi". She couldn't help but laugh through her tears.
"I really thought yesterday's dinner was awful, but I didn't say it outright, given our current situation..."
Xi Xi stared at the rising steam in the kitchen space, then looked out at the dark tunnel, lost in thought.
She suddenly realized a crucial issue.
Xi Xi broke free from her mother's embrace, her brows furrowed.
In reality, the engines under the unified Dongli drive system can only choose between photoelectric and gasoline engines.
The biggest challenge in surviving in this pitch-black tunnel is the photovoltaic conversion of solar energy.
In the desert, there's no need to worry about sunlight; the car can easily rely on solar energy to convert into electricity to power its engine.
In this environment where the sky is now completely blocked out, solar energy will become extremely scarce.
Furthermore, it's no longer the low-end cars of the past, but motorhomes.
Even small motorhomes consume a considerable amount of energy each day.
Although both driving-generated electricity and parking-generated electricity can provide some power, they will inevitably consume a lot of gasoline.
In this survival game, gasoline is not an energy source that can be obtained at any time, and it is far less convenient than solar energy.
As Xi Xi pondered this, a strong sense of anxiety welled up within her.
She walked briskly to the front of the car, sat down steadily, and pressed a button to turn on the power supply system of the central control screen.
Sure enough, just as she had feared, the screen showed that the power storage was completely depleted.
At the same time, many energy consumption channels that originally relied on photovoltaic power, such as lights and stoves, have long since automatically switched to gasoline as the power source to maintain operation.
Xi Xi suddenly realized that during the sandstorm that raged for many days, the RV had not received enough solar energy and had unknowingly consumed all of its solar power.
Thinking of this, Xi Xi couldn't help but feel a wave of fear.
She didn't dare to delay and immediately told Chu Zhiqin her thoughts. Chu Zhiqin's face darkened, and she realized the seriousness of the matter.
For a moment, the car fell into a deathly silence.
After a long silence, Xi Xi finally decided to try her luck with the "Blessing with a Clever Pen" technique.
In front of Chu Zhiqin, she summoned the magic brush, closed her eyes to conceive a painting, and after a moment, picked up the brush and began to paint.
Just as she was concentrating on her painting, Chu Zhiqin, who was standing next to her, silently turned off her microphone, and her lips twitched imperceptibly.
This style of art is definitely her daughter's...
If you had told me earlier that this was the kind of painting you were drawing, Mom wouldn't have suspected you for so long...
"You've really worked hard..." Chu Zhiqin couldn't help but say.
She rubbed her forehead, feeling a pang of sympathy for this magical pen system, having to look at these abstract paintings every day...
"It's not hard work~" Xi Xi thought her mother was talking to her, and her face turned red.
Although my drawing skills have indeed improved a lot, I still mainly use simple line drawings, so it's not hard work.
Chu Zhiqin: "..."
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