Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

Song Qing shook her head; there was no need to think about it so much now.

What's meant to come will come.

The Wang family will definitely come back to find him.

At that time, I can use the Wang family's superhumans to upgrade my own level.

He remembered Ah Hu from before.

Third-tier superhuman.

Although I killed him three times, that guy managed to survive by taking the fall for me.

But what about the other squad leaders of the Wang family?

They certainly don't have that kind of life-saving means.

As his thoughts wandered, another name surfaced in his mind.

Wang Shuo.

Wang Jue's younger brother, the head of the Wang family.

His superpower is a giant robe.

Song Qing didn't know what the Giant Robe was before, but he looked it up later at the shelter.

The results of his investigation shocked him.

The giant redwood, also known as the redwood, is the largest known tree species in the world.

These trees are not even afraid of wildfires.

When Song Qing saw that enormous, sky-covering creature in the video, she was completely stunned.

In the video, it is over 90 meters high, and the diameter at the base reaches a terrifying 11 meters.

The weight is measured in thousands of tons.

This is not an isolated case, but a widespread phenomenon.

If Wang Shuo's superpower is indeed a characteristic of this kind of tree...

He wanted this superpower if he could.

Song Qing stopped thinking about it, and with a flash, disappeared from the spot.

……

The shelter, at dusk.

Song Qing picked her teeth with a toothpick, but her eyes were fixed on the chessboard in front of her.

He's been back for a long time.

Wang Jie made boiled fish today.

The fish was taken from Song Qing's alternate dimension, and it was very fresh.

At this moment, Song Qing was sitting at a folding table, playing chess with Gu Ya.

On the chessboard, his general has been forced into a corner.

At the end of the road.

Gu Ya, on the other side, pressed closer and closer.

A drop of sweat slid down Song Qing's forehead.

Wang Jie and Bai Ruolin sat nearby, watching the game with great interest.

Song Qing said.

"Xiaoya, tell me the truth, is this really your first time playing chess?"

Gu Ya blinked, nodded, and said with a smile.

"That's right, honey, it really is my first time playing."

Wang Jie, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but speak up when she saw the tragic scene on the chessboard.

"Honey, can you... still win?"

Before Song Qing could answer, Bai Ruolin, who was sitting next to Wang Jie, spoke up.

"Mom, Song-ge can't win anymore."

The little girl pointed at the chessboard and said.

"Look, there's only one bishop, one knight, two advisors, and three pawns left. Gu Ya's side still has her rook, knight, and cannon; Song is about to be checkmated."

Song Qing's face darkened.

This little girl is getting more and more disrespectful. It seems I need to teach her a lesson when I get the chance, so she'll remember it.

"Honey, aren't you logging off?"

Gu Ya's soft voice interrupted his thoughts.

Song Qing rubbed his forehead and waved his hand with a wry smile.

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore, I lost."

He gave up the struggle completely.

Looking back, just half an hour ago, he challenged Wang Jie to a game of chess; how impressive he was!

In four consecutive games, he utterly defeated Wang Jie.

Then, Gu Ya watched quietly from the side.

He still remembers asking Gu Ya with great enthusiasm, "Can you play?"

Gu Ya shook her head and said she had never played it.

Song Qing was delighted when he heard this. Wasn't this another great opportunity for him to show off his prowess?

So he invited Gu Ya to join the game.

And then...and then they got blown up.

"Honey, want to play another round?" Gu Ya asked again, tidying up the chess pieces.

Song Qing shook his head repeatedly; he didn't want to be tortured again.

As for face...

As for saving face, if you lose it on the chessboard, you can always get it back from somewhere else later that night.

Song Qing's gaze unconsciously moved downwards, landing on Gu Ya's long legs clad in black horse oil pantyhose.

Those legs reflected an alluring sheen, their lines taut and long.

A surge of heat rose in his heart.

Gu Ya seemed to notice his gaze. Her previously composed sitting posture changed slightly. Her face flushed, and she slowly crossed one leg.

Song Qing felt a dryness in her throat.

He stood up and naturally sat down in the chair next to Gu Ya.

Then, he reached out his large hand and placed it directly on Gu Ya's thigh, which was covered in horse oil pantyhose.

Gu Ya's body trembled slightly, and her cheeks turned so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She didn't flinch, and he leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.

After a while.

Wang Jie's voice suddenly rang out.

"Honey... I forgot to tell you, Gu Ya and I were planning to cut your hair today."

Song Qing paused, then turned to look at Wang Jie.

"Honey, do you know how to cut hair?"

Wang Jie smiled and nodded.

Song Qing picked up a small mirror on the table and looked at her hair.

It's really too long; it's almost covering my eyes.

"Okay, honey, give me a side part. When do you want to start?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Gu Ya gently push him from beside him.

"Husband...husband."

Her voice was very, very soft, and her face was flushed.

Song Qing removed her hand.

He looked down and saw that Gu Ya's eyes had turned into heart-shaped eyes.

Song Qing smiled, picked up a tissue and first wiped her hands, then wiped Gu Ya's mouth.

He threw the two wet tissues into the trash can.

Gu Ya buried her head in his chest and muttered something softly.

My husband is bad.

Wang Jie said.

"Honey, you should have some tools there, right?"

Song Qing nodded.

"have."

With a gentle wave of his arm, a set of hairdressing tools appeared out of thin air on a folding table.

Scissors, comb, electric clippers, cape.

He placed a chair in the center of the room and sat down.

Wang Jie picked up her tools and walked over.

She first picked up the apron and helped Song Qing put it around her neck.

Since Song Qing's hair was still a little damp after showering, it could be cut directly.

After a while, Wang Jie put down the scissors.

"alright."

She picked up a sponge and helped Song Qing wipe the stray hairs off her neck.

Wang Jie herself didn't expect that Song Qing would look this good after getting her hair cut.

Song Qing picked up the small mirror on the table.

The person in the mirror startled him.

Now, his neat side parting perfectly showcases his strong facial features.

Especially her deep blue eyes, which, set against her refreshing hairstyle, exude an air of mystery.

"I feel so much better after getting my hair cut."

He put down the mirror and looked at the three women.

"Does it look good now?"

The three women were momentarily stunned by Song Qing's current appearance.

Gu Ya was the first to come to her senses, and she nodded gently.

"Yes, my husband looks even better after his haircut."

Bai Ruolin then exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Mmm! Brother Song, your blue eyes and hairstyle are absolutely stunning! You look incredibly handsome!"

Song Qing smiled.

He stood up, walked over to Wang Jie who was still standing there blushing, reached out and gently pinched her cheek.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed Wang Jie's soft lips.

"My wife is really good at it."

Wang Jie's face instantly turned bright red, and she nodded shyly.