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Xinghe asked curiously, and Zisu just quietly held Xinghe's hand, turned his head pretending to be relaxed, looked at Xinghe, and spoke softly.

"I was wondering...why the stars haven't come out yet."

Zi Su smiled when he heard this, looked up at the sky, squinted his eyes, and spoke in a low voice.

"Yeah, why aren't the stars out yet?"

Time is a mysterious thing. When we are waiting, it always stretches infinitely and seems to be so slow as eternity. We can never wait any longer.

Zi Su's heart suddenly tightened. She bit her lips lightly and became a little flustered.

She knew that the boss would bring a lot of people back this time. If they couldn't see her, they would look for her everywhere. They would find this place and the huge Epiphyllum in the lake.

They will shoot from a distance and kill Xinghe's real body.

However, even when Zi Su was so panicked, nothing happened. Until the stars lit up in the night sky, no one came here to disturb the situation.

At this point, Zi Su seemed to understand something and finally felt relieved. He raised his head and looked at the starry sky with Xing He.

The stars are shining brightly, condensing into a long silver river that spans the sky.

No one spoke, they should have said something.

The lake water rippled slightly, causing the stars reflected in the lake to sway together. Xinghe looked at this scene, suddenly smiled, and said softly.

“This is the most beautiful scenery I am proud of.”

"I just... just wanted someone to watch this with me."

Zi Su narrowed his eyes and answered in a low voice.

"I know."

Xinghe turned around and looked at Zisu seriously with a smile on her face, but she seemed inexplicably weak. She smiled and spoke with a trembling voice.

"Why...I'm not human."

Zi Su remained silent and did not answer the question. At this time, both of them understood that it was time to get everything back on track.

In the silence, Xinghe suddenly turned sideways and gave Zisu a light kiss on the cheek.

The next moment, a breeze suddenly blew, and Xinghe suddenly jumped up, stepped on the water, stepped on the sky full of stars, looked back,

Zi Su looked stunned, covering his face, at a loss. Xing He put his hands behind his back, squinting and smiling, like a little fox, with a cunning glint in his eyes.

"Sister, I lied to you."

"I don't want you to be my friend. I want your body."

After saying that, without waiting for Zi Su to answer, Xing He jumped down, fell into the lake, and disappeared.

Zi Su looked at the ripples on the lake, feeling lost. When she covered her cheek that had been kissed, she couldn't help laughing.

Step, step, step.

Just then, footsteps sounded and stopped behind Zi Su.

Zi Su knew who was coming without turning around. She sighed and spoke softly.

"Thank you, brother."

I stood behind Zi Su and said nothing. In the evening, I did look for Zi Su everywhere, but when I looked at everything by the lake, I stopped and waited quietly.

Zi Su stood up, rubbed her face, and smiled at me. She seemed to have returned to her usual mischievous self. She looked at me and asked very seriously.

"Brother, should I kill her next time we meet?"

My lips moved, but I didn't answer immediately. Instead, I reached out my hand, placed it on Zi Su's head, and stroked it gently. After a long time, I whispered.

"I'll do this kind of thing."

Zi Suqiang smiled to herself, lowered her brows, looked at her feet, and asked softly.

"Who is wrong between the two of us?"

I sighed, looked at the huge Epiphyllum that was retreating to the bottom of the lake, and whispered.

"There is no right or wrong, just different positions."

"It's just a return to the roots."

Chapter 92 On Track

The next day, early morning.

A strange fog rose up by the lake in winter. The lake surface that had been broken yesterday was covered with ice again, which was getting thicker and thicker, as if saying goodbye.

I followed Zi Su to the lakeside and looked at the frozen lake in silence for a moment.

I have heard Zi Su tell me about Xinghe's story. It is truly a fairy tale-like story and is extremely precious in this doomsday world.

But, it is destined not to have a happy ending.

Zi Su stared at the re-frozen lake in a daze, not saying a word for a long time, until I walked to her side, she looked at the icy lake and spoke softly.

"elder brother."

"Will she come out again?"

I thought about it, then slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, watched the wisps of white mist dissipate in the air, and spoke softly.

"It's difficult."

"The lake is frozen again, which is her attitude. She values ​​you and doesn't want you to be sad, and she doesn't want you to hate her."

"The only thing she can do is to seal herself in this lake, not interfere with anything, and wait for the final outcome."

I paused, my gaze drifted away, towards the city that I couldn't even see, my eyes were dazed, and I spoke in a dry voice.

"It doesn't matter who wins in the end."

"She should come out to see you for the last time."

Zi Su took a deep breath, not knowing whether she had taken my words into account. Perhaps it would be better to leave her alone for a while.

Thinking this, I turned and left. The group of silly guys I brought yesterday were still in the greenhouse, waiting for my instructions.

Step, step, step.

Just like that, after I walked ten steps away, Zi Su, who had his back to me, suddenly spoke and asked me in a somewhat fragile voice.

"elder brother."

"You said that if you win you can restart time, go back to eleven years ago, and make sure none of this happened."

"Then...what am I now?"

My steps suddenly stopped and a hint of surprise flashed in my eyes. I never thought that the first person to ask me this question would be the heartless Zi Su.

Is this... considered her growth?

I smiled bitterly and turned around, only to see Zi Su had also turned around, her eyes blurred with tears, looking as fragile as a girl.

This is really unlike her.

"If time restarts, then does the me at this time really exist?"

"Were the eleven years all extra?"

"Have I... Xinghe... really lived?"

I looked at Zi Su, who suddenly became sensitive and sentimental, and my brows slowly relaxed. I waved my hand, motioning Zi Su to come closer to me.

Zi Su hesitated for a moment, then walked towards me slowly. When she stopped in front of me, I whispered.

"Come, do as I tell you."

"Breathe in."

"Breathe out."

Although Zi Su was confused, she still did as I instructed and repeated the action of inhaling and exhaling. Perhaps she was a little anxious and choked. She immediately frowned and started coughing.

“Cough… cough… cough.”

Seeing this, I spread my hands and whispered to Zi Su.

"Look, you are alive, aren't you?"

When Zi Su heard this, she rubbed her throat and looked at me in surprise. I could only smile helplessly and spoke to her softly.

"I can't say much about the truth, but no matter what the result is, since you are thinking now, you are alive."

"There is no doubt about that."

"Hello to you, and to Xinghe."

"That's all true."

Hearing this, Zi Su smiled, with no sign of sadness or joy. He just nodded slightly, then grabbed the corner of my clothes and spoke softly.

"Brother, let's go back."

I didn't say anything more. The role of someone who is good at comforting others is not suitable for me, and Zi Su's problem cannot be solved by a few words.

On the way back, we heard the sounds of zombies from afar. After the snow melted completely, the hidden zombies finally appeared.

It's time to go big.

At the greenhouse, what came back with me yesterday was a big truck and several small cars. The big truck was full of supplies, and the small cars were full of people. This time, it can be said that the momentum was huge.

When Zi Su and I returned to the greenhouse, everyone had unloaded their supplies and were lined up neatly, waiting for me to come back and give orders.

At a glance, there were more than thirty people in total. It was obvious that Ajie had taught these young people well.

Among these young people who looked straight ahead, I walked slowly to the front of the line and gave orders directly without much nonsense.

"Leave fifteen people to repair the shed."

"There are fifteen people left. Take out the syringes and start preparing for action."

As soon as the words fell, everyone shouted in unison.

"Yes!"

These young men were full of vigor and their voices were very loud, which scared me. I glared at them and said angrily.

"Keep your voice down. Are you trying to attract the zombies by shouting so loudly?"

Hearing this, everyone looked embarrassed and lowered their heads. I did not continue to criticize them. Instead, I sighed deeply, took off my coat, exposed my arms, and spoke to everyone as if I was ready to die.

"Don't just stand there, come on."

Then the thirty people split into two groups. Fifteen of them started repairing the greenhouse according to my instructions, while the remaining fifteen people surrounded me with syringes.

Next, these people inserted a needle into the artery in my wrist and filled the needle with blood.

The previous method of capturing zombies was too inefficient, so I had to improve it, and this is the improvement plan I made.

To put it simply, we asked these young people to draw my blood into syringes, each of them carried several, and then we split up and acted.

With something as convenient as a syringe, even if I'm not present, they can directly insert the syringe into the bodies of the zombies, push down the syringe, and inject my blood into the zombies' bodies.

As long as the syringe is not broken, it can be recycled. Of course, plastic syringes are very fragile, especially in such cold weather, and they probably won't last a second time.

However, I have arranged for the people in the shield stronghold to start making iron syringes. With the old masters from the ancient city stronghold here, I believe the finished product will not be too slow to come out.

At the same time, the repair of the greenhouse must be put on the agenda. The corn reserves in the Weidun stronghold are astonishing. This is a huge legacy left by Qu Yunliu.

But in this long winter, the stored corn will eventually run out, and as the population increases in the future, the importance of these greenhouses is self-evident.

Fortunately, this area is full of large greenhouses that are built very solidly. At that time, it was said that this place was a grain-producing area that could feed three cities.

As long as the plastic on the greenhouse is repaired, the food problem can be solved.

When I was thinking about these things, I felt a pain in my wrist. I looked down and found that this group of young people could not find the artery in my wrist at all. They poked my wrist with the needle randomly, but not much blood came out.

When I looked over, a young man holding a syringe smiled sheepishly and said.

"Well...I'll be gentle."

The corner of my eye twitched, I sighed, pulled my wrist back, and said with a helpless smile.

"Forget it, just bring the basin."

After hearing my order, the group of young men hurriedly dug out a large basin and placed it in front of me, and at the same time very cleverly handed me a small knife.