I sell Coke in the doomsday

Even if it is not obvious on the outside, there is still a hidden gap. Just a slight touch will make the disguised strength collapse instantly.

For Zi Su, the dark memories and the indelible scars on her body were the deepest gaps. So when Xing He hugged her and gently touched the scars on her body, the pain that had been buried for a long time and that she didn't want others to see could not help but overflow and flow from her eyes.

In the past, Zi Su, who was quirky and decisive, hugged Xinghe's thin body and sobbed softly. She didn't even know why she was crying, but she felt that her tear glands were completely broken and she couldn't stop crying.

In the eyes of others, Zi Su is a carefree and fearless girl, but in this doomsday, many people will unconsciously ignore that she is still a teenage girl after all.

A young girl who has lost all her loved ones and has experienced countless fights and fights.

Spring flowers bloom and autumn leaves fall, it's always the wrong season.

Human emotions are inherently very strange things. Sometimes, if you look at someone for a second longer, you will have a little more love and hate, and you are sensitive without realizing it.

Zi Su's fragile and painful side was completely revealed in front of Xinghe, and Zi Su's deep-seated obsession with the word "friend" made Xinghe one of the most important people to her at this moment.

So, what did Xinghe, who suddenly appeared, think?

Next to the fire, Xinghe gently hugged the sobbing Zisu with tender eyes. When her little hands brushed across the scar on Zisu's back, she trembled slightly and then gently stroked it.

After a long time, Zi Su finally calmed down, let go of Xing He, smiled at her apologetically, and whispered.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why, I suddenly feel like crying."

"Did it scare you?"

As Zi Su spoke, she pulled over the clothes beside her. Although they were not completely dried yet, her naked body made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Xing He, who was standing aside, was looking at Zi Su's naked body in silence, with hazy eyes, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

After Zi Su put on her tight long-sleeved shirt, she noticed Xinghe's strange gaze. Feeling weird, she couldn't help but look back at Xinghe and asked.

"Is there something wrong with my body?"

Xing He was so absorbed in watching that she didn't hear Zi Su's voice at all. After Zi Su spoke again and again, she finally reacted, smiled sweetly at Zi Su, and then spoke softly.

"Your body is beautiful."

Hearing this straightforward expression, Zi Su was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Why do you speak like a pervert?"

Xinghe smiled but did not answer. After Zisu put on his clothes, he sat by the fire, warming himself by the fire while talking to Xinghe aimlessly.

The flame burned, making a slight sound. On this day, Zi Su, for some reason, was unusually talkative and very rarely talked to Xing He about his past.

The death of his mother, the torture he suffered in the Corpse God Cult, and his subsequent transformation.

When talking about these past events, Zi Su acted as if he had let go of everything and they were just some insignificant little things.

During this time, Xinghe sat next to Zisu, listening quietly without interrupting. She just moved towards Zisu calmly and approached her cautiously.

Before they knew it, Xinghe's body had leaned against Zisu. Although Zisu noticed this, he didn't care and just kept telling his own story.

After all, people have the desire to talk and express themselves, which seems to be destined that people are never willing to live alone.

After a long time, Zi Su, who had finished telling his story, rubbed his face with his hands and muttered in a low voice with some embarrassment.

"Ah, I really talked too much today. I was too nagging, wasn't I?"

Xinghe smiled and shook her head gently, but her little hand naturally pulled Zisu's hand and held it gently. This action made Zisu frown. She wanted to say something, but when she saw Xinghe's smile, she swallowed back what she wanted to say.

Zi Su, who was always strong in the past, suddenly felt that the clean and bright girl in front of her seemed stronger than her.

As their eyes met, Zi Su suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Xing He in front of him looked at him with a strange look, not as pure as before, but mixed with some strange emotions.

Xinghe's palm slowly moved up, sliding across Zisu's thin clothes, and her fingertips, with subtle force, slid all the way to Zisu's neck. Zisu's eyes flickered, and he swallowed nervously, wanting to escape.

At this moment, Xinghe suddenly stepped forward, got very close to Zisu, and put her lips close to Zisu's ear, blowing gently and speaking softly.

“It’s very sad.”

"Want to... forget this memory?"

This sudden action scared Zi Su. She subconsciously wanted to run away, but after hearing Xing He's words, she stood there in a daze, muttering in a puzzled voice.

"Forget... this memory?"

Xinghe's hands were not honest. They moved gently back and forth on Zisu's body, stroking and teasing.

It was as if he had become a different person in an instant.

Zi Su's body completely froze, and she didn't know what to do. At the same time, she smelled a strange fragrance that began to spread in the air.

She had smelled this scent in other places before.

At this moment, Xinghe suddenly stopped moving and stepped back in panic, her eyes panicked and puzzled, as if even she herself didn't understand why she had just done that.

The next moment, without waiting for Zi Su to react, Xing He turned around and ran, hurriedly and flustered.

Zi Su sat there with a dazed look on her face. The strange fragrance was still in the air, and she finally remembered what this smell belonged to.

On the other side, Xinghe ran out of the greenhouse, walked on the muddy road, and ran towards the frozen lake.

Following the splashing mud, Xinghe ran onto the ice lake. The ice surface that was broken by Zisu earlier was now floating with irregular ice cubes.

The coldness spread, Xinghe looked at the broken ice lake, suddenly took a step, jumped, and fell into the cold lake water.

Xinghe sank into the lake as if she didn't need to breathe. She wasn't at all panicked. She stared quietly at the huge monster under the ice.

Finally, I realized why I did such a dangerous thing just now.

That is an instinct of their race that cannot be avoided or changed.

It's an instinct ingrained in our bones that cannot be disobeyed.

Chapter 189 True Body

Instinct, the drive to perpetuate oneself, the race, something that is innate, can be sex, the desire to hunt, or the horror that comes from the bottom of one's heart when facing natural enemies.

That day, Zi Su stood there in a daze as she watched Xing He running away. She did not chase after her. Her instinct stopped her from trying to keep Xing He.

The flames were still burning, and smoke was flowing out along the broken branches. From time to time, the branches broke, making crackling sounds.

After a long time, Zi Su, who was in a daze, slowly put on his clothes, sat beside the fire, and remained silent.

The fragrance emanating from Xinghe's body still lingered in the air, and Zi Su's body couldn't help but tremble just by smelling it.

Overwhelmed by this wonderful friendship, she finally remembered why she felt the smell was familiar.

That is the pink pollen, the smell of its natural enemy, Epiphyllum.

With such direct evidence, even if Zi Su was unwilling to believe it, he had to accept this fact.

As the night deepened, it seemed as if in a dead silent greenhouse, the flames were getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed like they were about to go out.

Zi Su sat next to the fire, put his hands on his face, and rubbed it hard, trying to wake himself up. There was a small hole in the roof of the greenhouse, and the cold wind came in through the hole and fell on Zi Su's face.

The cold wind blew on his face, Zi Su frowned, looked up, and through the hole, he saw the starry sky.

The starry sky was so brilliant and vast that Zi Su couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

The lack of warmth and friendship in her childhood made Zi Su crave for the warmth in her memories, so she lost her mind and deliberately made herself forget all the doubts about Xinghe.

However, at this point, she seemed to no longer have any excuses to deceive herself.

There was no conversation all night, and in the early morning, bursts of noise were heard from the greenhouse.

In the greenhouse, Zi Su neatly tightened her belt and sleeves, and took out a pistol and a shotgun from the package. She sat on a piece of wood beside her, loading the bullets skillfully with an expressionless face.

If there was anything that the Corpse God Cult taught Zi Su, it might be the means of killing.

Under the simple and rough training of the Corpse God Cult, Zi Su has regarded killing as the best way to solve problems.

All undecided matters and unanswered questions will be clarified through killing.

This end of the world has ultimately distorted everyone and made our way of thinking become barbaric and brutal.

After checking all the ammunition, Zi Su put his weapon on his back, stood up, walked out of the greenhouse and headed towards the icy lake.

Yesterday, before he drowned and fell unconscious, Zi Su remembered that he saw a huge monster hidden under the icy lake. If there was an answer somewhere, it would only be there.

The weather is good today. There are scattered clouds in the sky, the sun shines on the ground without any obstruction, and the temperature is slightly warm.

Zi Su stepped lightly and landed on the ice, but stopped at the edge of the ice lake. He did not take another step, but just stared quietly at the big hole that appeared on the ice yesterday.

"call……"

Zi Su took a deep breath, then took out the shotgun from his back, aimed at the ice in the distance, and pulled the trigger.

Bang! With the sound of the explosion, the entire ice lake made a crisp sound, and countless cracks appeared and spread densely.

Zi Su gently lifted his foot, stepped back a few steps, completely walked out of the ice lake, and then pressed the trigger again.

boom!

Amid the sharp sound of gunfire, the ice lake gradually collapsed. Those white ice blocks seemed to become a punching bag for Zi Su to vent his emotions, and he fired one shot after another.

After running out of bullets, Zi Su put down the gun and started reloading.

But after reloading the bullets, Zi Su did not fire another shot at the ice lake. He just looked at the ice lake in front of him with indifferent expression.

Last night's crying, hugging, and the warmth that made people crave, seemed to have never existed. At least, not a trace of that could be seen on Zi Su's face at this moment.

Decisiveness in killing is the most prominent feature of Zi Su.

Like those people who came with her from the Corpse God Cult, they had experienced many things and many deaths before they finally came to this place, but later Zi Su killed those people without hesitation.

This was the only thing she had learned in the eleven years since the end of the world. After peeling off that layer of vulnerability, what was exposed was her coldness in following her instincts.

As the ice broke, ripples appeared on the lake water. Then, under Zi Su's gaze, a white figure walked out of the water, stepped on the thick green roots, revealing her face.

It was a pretty and clean face, and her name was Xinghe.

As usual, Xinghe gave Zisu a clean and sweet smile and called softly.

"elder sister."

"You're here."

Zi Su did not answer, but put down the shotgun, picked up the pistol on his waist, and aimed at Xinghe in the distance.

Her idea was simple: if she wanted to shoot accurately, she needed to replace the shotgun with a pistol.

Zi Su's hands were steady, without a trace of trembling, but when she looked at Xing He who was smiling in the distance, her finger on the trigger was unable to press it.

When their eyes met, Xinghe's expression remained unchanged compared to before, which made Zi Su even more angry. She looked at Xinghe and asked in a low voice.

"What on earth are you?"

Xinghe seemed to have guessed this day long ago. There was no surprise on her face. Instead, she was extremely calm. She stretched out her fair little hand, smoothed her hair, and answered softly.

"I'm Xinghe."

After saying that, Xinghe suddenly raised her hand, and the lake water behind her began to surge violently, as if it was about to split in the middle. In the surging lake water, a huge monster, with its branches and leaves spread out, slowly rose up.

The green rhizome and the huge white flower, although not as exaggerated as the one in the city, are about the same size as the flower that occupied Li Yi's body in the ancient city stronghold.

As the flower plant gradually rose, the roots slowly revealed their true appearance. Among the countless branches and leaves, there were countless corpses of fish, which were densely packed and very strange.

As the huge flower plant fully appeared, a ripple finally flashed in Xinghe's eyes. She looked at Zisu standing on the shore, her lips moved slightly, and after hesitating for a long time, she forced a smile and spoke in a dry voice.

"Sister, look."

"This is the real me."

“Without reservation.”

Zi Su, who was standing on the shore, had only heard about the giant flower plants but had never seen them with her own eyes. At this moment, she was frightened by the scene in front of her and unconsciously took a step back.

After a moment, Zi Su came back to her senses. She looked at the countless dead fish embedded in the huge flower plant, swallowed, and asked Xing He.

"Soon, I'll be on it too."

"You are indeed a skilled hunter."

Chapter 190 Life (I)

The lake is flowing and the cold wind is blowing.

Xinghe stood in the middle of the lake, looking at Zisu quietly, without any joy or sadness. She did not answer Zisu's questions, nor did she launch an attack.

After a long silence, Zi Su could no longer bear this strange silence. She lowered the gun and suddenly pulled the trigger. The next moment, the bullet whizzed past Xinghe's cheek.

Zi Su raised his brows slightly, clenched the pistol in his hand, and spoke coldly to the silent Xinghe.