Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

"I don't know either." Song Fengfu shook her head. Even if she knew, she wouldn't tell Zhang Xiaoqin in front of her.

Seeing the young life passing away like this, Zhang Xiaoqin suddenly felt that everything in front of him became very real.

"Sister, why are you standing at the elevator door and not going in!" Zhang Xiaotao looked at Zhang Xiaoqin's back in confusion.

"We won't go in, wait for the next shift."

Zhang Xiaoqin exited the elevator and watched the elevator door close.

"Sister, it's very cold outside. If you miss this opportunity, we will stay outside for a long time." Zhang Xiaotao couldn't help but wrinkle as she watched the elevator in front of her keep falling.

"Then are you willing to be with the dead?" Zhang Xiaoqin rolled his eyes, even if they faced groups of zombies outside every day, it was the first time they saw the dead.

"Not willing." Zhang Xiaotao shook her head.

"Then it will end." Zhang Xiaoqin sighed. The weather outside is indeed cold. Even the air outside the base is condensed. Fortunately, there is enough oxygen in the crystal base, otherwise they don't know. What to do.

"But sister, what do you mean dead?" Zhang Xiaotao looked at her. There were only a few people on the 20th floor, so who was the dead person above.

"Song Fengfu's cousin is dead, and his head is covered with blood."

When Zhang Xiaoqin said this, she suddenly felt a little puzzled. She knew about Ji Feng's discord with Song Fengfu.

But why did Ji Feng appear here suddenly and die so suddenly.

The point is that Ji Feng is still a space superpower, he just died, and the space superpower in the entire base is probably completely gone.

In the basement, Song Fengfu and Lu Jingxuan felt a heat wave coming, but there was also a smell that accompanied them.

It's the smell coming from the refugee area.

Song Fengfu frowned and asked the waiter to quickly close the door of the incinerator and refugee area.

"Why don't you let us in, why don't you let us in?" Many people in the refugee area immediately yelled when they saw the door of the incineration chamber locked up.

Ji Feng has been sent into the incinerator. Song Fengfu sat on a chair outside and glanced at the refugees who were about to come in, and saw that many of them were holding old or very young people in their arms. I'm afraid they are all dead now.

Song Fengfu in the refugee area hadn't been there since the moment she stepped into the crystal base. Even if she could accept the various voices of the refugee area in her mind, she would not be able to hear them all.

"Yes, why they can go in, we can't go in." All the refugees outside the glass door looked at Lu Jingxuan and Song Fengfu.

Not wanting to arouse anger, Song Fengfu watched the countdown to the incinerator and sent a message to the service staff.

Opening the glass door, a group of refugees entered here holding one body after another.

There is life and death.

There are far more dead than alive in the last days.

Seeing a group of crying people and a group of sad people entering the incinerator hall, Song Fengfu didn't pay much attention.

"My God, my God, how can you treat us this way, how can you treat us this way."

"Oh heaven, how can you take my child away."

Every shout, every shout reached Song Fengfu's ears.

Looking at the refugee in front of him, Song Fengfu looked at Lu Jingxuan beside him and handed him a chocolate.

"Add your strength, it's so cold here, your body will definitely not be able to stand it."

"Thank you." Song Fengfu looked up at him.

"Do you expect him to die?" Lu Jingxuan felt that this incident was a bit too sudden. He felt that Ji Feng hated him, but he was not worthy of death.

"No, I just saw that he was going to kill Liu Lin, and then he..."

Song Fengfu didn't go on, just because there was someone staring at the chocolate in her hand.

"Sister, can you give me chocolate? Mom used to like chocolate." A soft voice came from Song Fengfu's eyes.

Song Fengfu raised his head.

A little girl, a little girl in very shabby clothes, looked at her with a pair of bright eyes.

Her little hands are no longer white or rounded.

Song Fengfu looked at the little girl and thought that the father and mother had lost their son, maybe she could find a company for them.

Passing the chocolate in his hand to the little girl, Song Fengfu watched her run to a place only five meters away from them.

A man sat in a chair hugging a skinny woman.

When the little girl walked over, she put the chocolate in the woman's hand, but the woman couldn't open her eyes anymore.

"Mom, open your eyes and see, I am Mi, I am Mi."

The little girl held her mother's hand tightly, but her mother gradually became cold.

"Mom, Mi brought you chocolate. Open your eyes and see, Mi has chocolate."

"My dear, my mother is too tired. Let me sleep more." The man stroked his daughter's head, his gentle eyes full of deep dissatisfaction with his daughter.

"Miami, let her mother sleep more." Mi nodded.

Sitting next to the man obediently, the little girl licked her lips.

The original pink lips no longer exist, only the dry and purple skin represents her status quo.

The window next to the incinerator sent out a box without any name, but Song Fengfu remembered that this box contained Ji Feng's ashes.

"Let's go." Lu Jingxuan stepped forward and took the box and helped Song Fengfu up.

Passing by the little girl, Song Fengfu took a deep look at her and then walked in the direction of the elevator.

"Why is it so cold? Let people live."

A person walked in the elevator, looked at Song Fengfu and both of them frowned.

"Also, my child is sick now, and I don't know where to get medicine."

The other person also glanced at Song Fengfu.

"This crystal base is also true. It has everything but it doesn't build a hospital."

"Get the hospital? Did you treat the city lord of the Crystal Base as your nanny?" The man behind looked at her and shook his head.

"What about my child? My child still has a high fever."

The previous person felt very uncomfortable thinking about their children.

"What is a high fever? It is the end of the world, and there are no more people who die. What is your son's illness?"

Song Fengfu and Lu Jingxuan were behind them, and they couldn't help frowning when they heard the conversation between them.

They can't decide when they want medicine, how could they let it be given to others?

When the two women went out, Song Fengfu saw Zhang Xiaoqin and Zhang Xiaotao coming in from outside the fifth floor.

"Fengfu, are you finished?"

Zhang Xiaoqin looked at the box in Lu Jingxuan's hand. They all came back from outside in less than an hour?

"It's done."