The end of the world is coming? My parents are reborn to help me win easily

Chapter 13: Pre-apocalyptic period, Doomsday Fortress

Gu Wenyue looked at Zhang Yuqian's back as she hurriedly moved through the crowd, shook her head and laughed. She had really changed a lot.

I hope she can survive when the end of the world comes.

She bought two wooden combs, two bags of paper towels, and two large bags of freshly baked cakes at the market.

He also took his last parcel with him, piled it neatly on the small electric bike he had just bought, and rushed home.

By the time Zhang Yuqian put down her luggage, comforted her grandparents and returned to the market, Gu Wenyue had already arrived home.

Zhang Yuqian thought of the old man's instructions and ran back and forth several times, buying a lot of rice, flour, meat, vegetables, cakes, and sesame cakes.

After returning home, she saw her grandparents stockpiling a lot of rice, flour, grain and oil in the small room, and she was speechless.

When people get older, they tend to believe everything they hear.

She doesn't believe in any talk about the end of the world.

Little did she know that it was this action of her grandparents that ensured that her family would have enough food and clothing in the early days of the apocalypse.

On the second to last day of the apocalypse, the temperature dropped a lot. People saw hope that the temperature would return to normal, and their irritable and depressed moods subsided a lot.

Gu Wenyue and his family have been taking body-refining pills for several days, and their physical fitness has improved rapidly. They have a strong posture, increased strength, clear ears and eyes, and quick thinking.

Gu Jinliang's family also listened to their advice and rarely went out these days. They only visited their brother's house every day and had meals together.

The most torturous thing is the slow lowering of the beheading knife before execution.

As the end of the world approached, Zhao Minan felt anxious. He was afraid of it coming, but also afraid that it would not come. A string of blisters appeared on his mouth.

Gu Jinguo couldn't bear to see his wife getting angry, so he played movies to cheer her up, took her out for a walk to relax, and made her meals and hot soup to reduce her heat.

Gu Wenyue had seen bitter melon at every meal for two days. Her face turned greener than the bitter melon. She held the chopsticks with her white fingers and picked up two slices of bitter melon and flipped them over and over again. "Dad, can we not eat bitter melon?"

Seeing his beloved daughter frown, Gu Jinguo quickly coaxed her, "Eat it for two days. Bitter melon can reduce internal heat. The weather is hot recently."

"The weather has cooled down. Mom is anxious, not hot."

Zhao Minan just came down the stairs and touched her daughter's furry head. She said gently, "Mom will make you your favorite food tomorrow. No more bitter melon. How about scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

Gu Wenyue then smiled happily: "Long live Mom! Mom, please sit down and eat. Dad is worried that you will get angry and hurt your body!"

Zhao Minan curled his eyes and took a bite of the bitter melon that his daughter picked up.

The closer it got to the end of the world, the more she felt like she was being judged. The pain of her daughter's tragic death and her son's disappearance in her previous life seemed to be vivid in her mind, becoming clearer and clearer.

The lively and bright daughter in front of her, with a face as bright as a flower when she smiled, eased her anxiety a little.

Gu Wenxing had already picked up the food in front of him and started eating it.

Zhao Minan looked at his increasingly silent son and asked, "Are you going out again in the next two days?"

Gu Wenxing paused, thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I'm full, let me go upstairs to exercise."

"Hey, kid, you can't do strenuous exercise right after eating."

Gu Jinguo swallowed the food in his mouth whole and while speaking, he stopped his son from getting up.

Gu Wenxing frowned slightly, said no more, sat down obediently, took out his mobile phone and quickly browsed the information on the Internet.

Gu Wenyue looked at her brother's somewhat impatient figure and lowered her eyes. She could understand that her brother was feeling unhappy.

As the end of the world is getting closer, her parents have superpowers and spaces, and she also has a very powerful space, but she still doesn't know how to use her space.

There were also a lot of supplies stored in my mother's space. There were many mines in my father's space, and they also dug some gold ores, purified them themselves, and made a few gold bracelets to keep.

The power of the stars, what kind of power is considered the power of the stars?

They tried injecting electrical energy, water, etc. into it, but there was no change at all.

As a brother, she would not be willing to hide behind her family for protection.

He has his own way to go.

Gu Wenxing clicked on the black avatar, pondered for a while, and a message popped up: "Don't go out tomorrow night, lock the doors and windows."

The other party immediately sent a message: "Is it time?" "Yes."

"Thank you."

The conversation ends there.

Feng Xingyuan put down his cell phone and took out a smaller black cell phone from the inside pocket of his suit. He turned it around in his hand for a few times until the metal phone was stained with the warmth of his palm, then he dialed a number.

The beeping sound lasted for a long time. Just when the phone was about to be hung up, the other party picked up the phone. An old voice laughed and said, "Boy, why did you think of calling an old man like me?"

"Mr. Lu, I have an exclusive news for you. I need one-third of your political voice. Do you want it?"

"Oh? Tell me? What news is worth such a big deal?"

"The coming apocalypse."

The other party was silent for a moment, then asked: "How did you know?"

Feng Xingyuan's deep facial features relaxed, and his expression was somewhat intriguing: "It seems that the higher-ups have foreseen this situation?"

Mr. Lu's voice was a little tired, and he sounded much older: "Okay, if there's nothing else, just hang up. Don't go out for a week."

When the other party was about to hang up, Feng Xingyuan raised his voice and said, "Not a week."

Mr. Lu paused, his wrinkled hands trembling slightly: "What did you say?"

Feng Xingyuan lowered his voice and emphasized, "Not a week. It's tomorrow night."

"Where did you get this information? Is it accurate?"

Feng Xingyuan was silent. He remembered that stern face and the strange things he had done recently.

It was not until the other party's rapid breathing became panting that he said in a resolute voice, "Ninety percent accurate."

"Okay, okay. I got it. Thank you, kid. I promise you."

After the call was hung up, both people got the answers they needed.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Gu Wenxing put away his phone, met his sister's curious and gossipy eyes, and said, "Don't think too much, he is a good brother, I told him."

His eyes swept across the faces of his family members and finally stopped on his father's face.

As an adult, he will be responsible for his own actions, but as a child, he still longs for the participation of his family when such a major event occurs.

Gu Jinguo began to clean up the dishes and said slowly, "Since you trust him, it's okay to tell him. We believe you."

Besides, they had already talked about it, and if there was someone they particularly trusted, it would be a favor to give some advice.

Gu Wenxing nodded and explained, "He and I have a life-long friendship. The money we used to stockpile supplies came from him."

When his parents asked him about the source of his huge savings, he only gave a few simple answers. It would be good for him to explain it now as they might meet again in the future.

Feng Xingyuan looks very serious, but he is actually a doomsday maniac.

He had been to the address he gave. That was Feng Xingyuan's base camp, covering a vast area and with several basements. The security system was powerful, with electric grids on the three-meter-high protective walls, and the wall glass and doors were all of bank anti-theft grade. Even if there was a water or power outage, he could live in there for decades without any problem.

What's more, he already has a lot of cars, including five doomsday fortress-type RVs and three private helicopters.

This was when he went there a few years ago.

The reason why Gu Wenxing told him after returning home was just to give him time to store the supplies.

If he had misjudged the person, the worst that could happen was that they would hide in space until the end of the world.

Fortunately, his brother is still his brother.

As they were talking, the table was cleared and the family went about their business.

At noon, several news reports came out online.

　In the next chapter, we will officially enter the end of the world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)