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But sister? Isn't Mumu Ningbao's sister?

Faced with Li Qinglan's doubts, Ning Bao's answer was also very direct and straightforward:

"No, Mumu is Mumu, and her older sister is her older sister."

Ningbao didn't seem very interested in chatting anymore; she was now intently playing with her chubby little hands, thoroughly enjoying herself. She didn't seem like a typical apocalyptic baby; kids in the apocalypse are precocious.

Yeah, pretty much like Mumu.

Li Qinglan glanced at Mumu, who was washing dishes. The two children looked only a few years apart, but their behavior was like that of people from different generations.

"Don't you have the same parents?"

No, that's not it.

Ningbao was thinking about naming her fingers and answered casually. While adults might not understand why she wanted to name her fingers, it was a very important thing for little Ningbao at that moment.

As for its purpose, it has no purpose; it's just that Ningbao wanted it. Don't try to guess a child's thoughts; you'll never get it right.

Li Qinglan got the answer, but became even more curious.

Actually, Li Qinglan already had some doubts when Ningbao first demonstrated his combat strength. But the idea that the baby started cultivating while still in the womb wasn't entirely a joke. If the mother was a superhuman, then the baby could indeed be born with superpowers. Of course, the baby would absorb the mother's superpowers, and its level would decrease.

In this apocalyptic world, losing one's superpowers is truly deadly, not to mention the inherent risks of pregnancy. So, in the past three years, only two children have been born at her base. It's fortunate that superpowered individuals have extended lifespans, otherwise humanity would have been extinct long ago.

Originally, seeing that Ning Bao and Mu Mu both had such high levels of superpowers, and that they were both wood-based, and that Mu Mu had always taken such good care of Ning Bao, and that Ning Bao trusted Mu Mu so much, Li Qinglan had always thought that the two of them were biological sisters.

She even remarked at the time that Ningbao and the others' mothers must love them very much, and that must have come at a great cost.

It turned out that wasn't the case.

So is it really possible for a small base to produce two such great mothers in such a short period of time?

It's not that Li Qinglan wanted to think the worst of people, but that's just how human nature is in the end times.

Don't be fooled by Ningbao's current cheerful acceptance of her kindness; it's only because Ningbao is now stronger and enjoys a better standard of living. Decades ago, she would never have received this kindness from Ningbao. If she encountered two children carrying supplies, her first instinct would have been to steal them.

But while her standard of living improved, most people were still struggling to make ends meet. Therefore, based on Li Qinglan's practical experience over the past 50 years, she did not think that humanity was particularly glorious.

She watched Mumu walk over after washing the dishes, curious about what kind of story this clever girl would come up with this time. After all, what kind of fresh ribs and radishes could that small base possibly produce?

Mumu, on the other hand, was very frank and quickly admitted that she had been lying.

"We just met, so I can't just reveal everything to you right away. Now that I know you're a good person, I don't need to hide anything anymore."

Mumu smiled and handed over a plate of peeled fruit.

As the saying goes, "He who takes a bribe is bound to be grateful." Besides, Mumu's cooking is so delicious; after a few meals, it's completely unforgettable.

Li Qinglan silently accepted the fruit, popped a piece into her mouth, and although she had been tricked, she didn't feel angry at all.

Come to think of it, she hasn't eaten fruit in a long time.

Hmm, this watermelon is quite sweet in winter. The technique is pretty good.

While Li Qinglan and Mu Mu were having a heart-to-heart talk, poor little Bai Gao was almost bald from being sucked dry by Yang Chenyi.

"Haha, such a cute little kitten, it was born to be eaten by zombies."

Yang Chenyi cradled the tiny kitten, burying his head in it and inhaling deeply. The poor little white cake tried several times to escape the clutches of the monster, but each time the wretched zombie grabbed it back!

Meow! A cat's life matters too!

Ningbao, who was ignored, switched from two-wheel drive to four-wheel drive again. Very quickly, he used both hands and feet to climb into the corner of the ruins.

"Ningbao is here to chat with you again~"

Little Ningbao was muttering to herself, but no one knew who she was talking to. At first glance, it seemed rather creepy.

"What? You have an older sister too?"

"Yes, Ningbao's older sister is the most amazing in the world."

"Oh? Your sister is also the most powerful in the world."

"Then... then your sister and Ningbao's sister are both the most powerful in the world, tied for the most powerful, okay?"

"Hehe, you think so, right? Ningbao has always thought of herself as a smart girl."

……

"Ningbao, come and read with me. We'll read for half an hour, then it's time for bed."

A flawless version after careful inspection!

Mumu, who had just chatted with Li Qinglan, took out textbooks from her spatial bag. She had been worried that Ningbao wouldn't adapt well to the new world. Judging from Ningbao's comments today, she seemed to be adapting quite well, and it wasn't affecting her studies at all.

Ning Bao: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"Why...why? Does Ningbao still need to study in the apocalypse?"

"Yes, the knowledge is yours, of course you should learn it."

Mu Mu nodded, ignoring Ning Bao's resistance, and picked up little Ning Bao. Although Ning Bao's age and mental capacity would be reset, his knowledge and cultivation level wouldn't. Speaking of which, Ning Bao has been playing quite wildly lately, even neglecting his cultivation.

"Ningbao, start cultivating now!"

The poor little dumpling, with its chubby face all scrunched up, was still trying to make a last-ditch effort.

"No, reading before bed helps you remember better and is more efficient. If you want to cultivate, read for a while after getting up tomorrow morning, then have breakfast, and then you can start cultivating."

Ning Bao was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

"Alright, how about you watch for 20 minutes today? I'll steam you big meat buns tomorrow morning, and also buns with preserved mustard greens and braised pork."

The child swallowed hard, giving in without any backbone. It has to be said, Mumu knows Ningbao too well; she won him over with ease.

Li Qinglan closed her mouth again after she had just opened it. She had originally planned to say a few words of advice, but now it seemed that she had overthought things.

Although the phrase "I'm doing this for your own good" had already been demonized before the apocalypse, from an outsider's perspective, Mumu genuinely meant well for Ningbao. Given Ningbao's current limited understanding, even a human trafficker would be overjoyed.

In a peaceful time, this wouldn't be a problem, but isn't this the apocalypse? Things could easily go wrong. What if Mumu and Ningbao are forced to separate?

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