Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

The world of local tyrants is beyond our comprehension. Looking at the food served by the waiter, the people around the tables were envious.

The five people who came in looked at the watermelon juice and ice cream in front of them, with a hint of astonishment in their eyes.

Jin Han, Lin Yu, Zhao Chen, Shu Yu, and He Lan sat on chairs, and they didn't dare to underestimate everything in the restaurant at this time.

It's not easy here. Lin Yu said to his people in a low voice.

‘Brother Lin, what’s not so simple here, if there are seeds, I don’t believe that I can’t grow green vegetables based on the mountains, waters and land in my space.

Zhao Chen snorted arrogantly.

Song Fengfu couldn't help but look sideways when she heard that she had space.

It's been a long time since I met a space power user, and I didn't expect to meet one so soon.

Keep your voice down, you are really not afraid that others will not know that you are a supernatural being. Rolling his eyes, Shu Yu couldn't stand her look.

Relying on the fact that I have space, I feel that I am great.

Plus there are other abilities, do you really think that you are the female pig's feet in the novel?

Wearing a halo of pig feet at any time.

What is there to be afraid of? Who else has room in this world besides me? Zhao Chen thought she was superior to others, and since everyone around her was a supernatural being from various departments, she didn't believe that there was still space in this world. Who is a supernatural being.

Song Fengfu squirted out the watermelon juice after listening to these words, and still squirted towards her.

Zhao Chen was unprepared, this spray actually sprayed some water mist on her stamina.

You... Zhao Chen turned his head and glared at Song Fengfu.

Sorry, I really can't help it. Song Fengfu waved his hand with a smile on his face.

Feng Fu, don't laugh at others for being uneducated. The other party only has eyes for you, so you can't see others. Lu Jingxuan smiled faintly.

The sound is not loud, but it makes the people around have a mentality of looking forward to good things.

Oh, well, people think that she is the only one who has space in this world. I don't know that all the space users before our base will end up very miserable.

As soon as Song Fengfu finished speaking, Zhao Chen's face was very ugly.

His face was as pale as if an old corpse from a mountain village had come out of the cage.

What does very miserable mean?

She said that all space power users have a very miserable end?

All space powers?

There are spatial abilities in this crystal base?

Forget it, ignorant people are innocent, and we are too busy with other things. Lu Jingxuan raised his hand, and poured plates of vegetables into the hot pot.

Song Fengfu snorted, That's right, who cares about other people's affairs?

Eat. Lu Jingxuan said he was eating, but in fact he was eating the so-called meal slowly.

I came here to watch a good show, how can I be in the mood to eat?

Wait, tell me clearly, what kind of spatial ability user has a miserable end, what happened here? Zhao Chen looked at her, frowning slightly on his beautiful face.

What happened? If you want to hear gossip, you can ask other people outside. I believe they will be happy to tell you. Song Fengfu thought about the note she wrote to all of them when she went to England. Now the only survivor is She, Lu Jingxuan, Hao Junnan and Yuan Shaoming.

Hao Junnan collected a lot of zombie beads, which allowed him to live a very happy life.

It's just that on Yuan Shaoming's side, she was a little confused about how many zombie beads this man had collected.

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows, Are you trying to scare me on purpose? I don't want to do that. I don't believe how miserable my end is.

That's right, once the zombies come, it depends on how high your level is. Listening to her words, Song Fengfu thought that if there are still zombies besieging on a large scale, she should be the first to get her out, and try to see if she has any strength. How much ability.

After Song Fengfu finished speaking, Yuan Shaoming led two ragged men and women in outside the restaurant.

With white hair mixed with black hair, Song Fengfu stared at those old faces, who else could there be besides Yuan Mingkun and Zhou Dongmei.

Hey, what's the matter with you, how did you bring the beggar here, don't you know that this is a restaurant?

Seeing Yuan Shaoming bring in two dirty men and women who were emitting a stench from the outside, Zhao Chen quickly covered his nose, the disgust on his face made Zhou Dongmei and Yuan Mingkun really uncomfortable.

Get the two of them out quickly. Hearing Zhao Chen's yell, Shu Yu turned his head to look at Yuan Shaoming and the others, and couldn't help frowning.

Two men and women exuding stench, and they looked sloppy.

Such men and women stayed here to eat, who would dare to eat.

Isn't this the chairman and the chairman's wife of Yuan's Group? Why is it like this now? Song Fengfu looked at Zhou Dongmei and didn't see her for two or three weeks. She didn't expect her hair to turn gray. The face is also a lot haggard.

With a wrinkled face, she is older than her mother.

Song Fengfu? Hearing the familiar words, Zhou Dongmei raised her head.

His dejected eyes stared blankly at the beauty sitting on the chair. He hadn't seen Song Fengfu for nearly a month, and he didn't expect her to still live so chicly.

Chairman Zhou's wife, I didn't expect you to be dead yet. Song Fengfu sneered.

You woman is not dead, how could I die? Zhou Dongmei held Yuan Shaoming's hand tightly, and looked at Song Fengfu viciously with bloodshot eyes.

What I'm saying is, I'm the lucky star, and you are the scourge for thousands of years, so you won't die.

Song Fengfu smelled the smell in the air and immediately lost interest in eating.

Lu Jingxuan chuckled lightly when he heard this. It seems that the old witch who survived a catastrophe and has no future blessings and broke up the mandarin ducks for thousands of years should have profound morals.

That's right, it's not dead yet. Song Fengfu stared at Zhou Dongmei, that expression of deep hatred was really satisfying.

Song Fengfu, save yourself some morals. You eat well and dress well now, what else do you want? My mother is sorry, she has become like this now, do you still want to target her everywhere? Yuan Shaoming Looking at Song Fengfu, he let out angrily.

No, I'm not targeting her, just because of her appearance, I can hardly recall her as the chairman's wife. Song Fengfu dropped the chopsticks in her hand, and turned to the person next to her with a trace of indifference on her delicate face. Lu Jingxuan.

Let's go, the air here is too bad, I think I should change the environment better.

Then go upstairs and order a cup of milk tea? Lu Jingxuan stood up from the chair, his handsome face instantly caught the attention of Zhao Chen, Shu Yu and others.

That's fine, it's boring now anyway. Song Fengfu also stood up from the chair.

Zhao Chen was somewhat surprised by the white dress.

White dress, after the end of the world, who has the ability to wear this white dress, isn't it afraid of getting dirty?