✓The apocalyptic scourge of rebirth

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The cultivation of the one series of the weekend passed, and when he finally cultivated the thunder system, his mind shook on the weekend, and when he reacted, he seemed to be in an endless darkness, looking up, there seemed to be a faint starlight in the distance, but the distance was too far away, and he couldn't see it clearly on the weekend.

The healing ability came through his fingers, and he finally saw where he was on the weekend, and it was empty, there was no land and no boundary, as if it was a void space.

"I wonder what kind of place this is, it can't be the sea of consciousness," Zhou Zhou said and took a cautious step forward, not falling down, not sensing any danger. So the weekend ran wildly, kept running and running, ran until he couldn't run anymore, panting and standing in the open space, the whole person was not good on the weekend, what the hell is this place, he wanted to go back, the impatient weekend was yelling and yelling, after a period of madness, the weekend was tired and lay down, and for a while, I felt as if I had slept on the weekend, and it didn't seem to be...

Struggling to wake up, Weekend suddenly opened his eyes, and after looking at the familiar situation around him, Weekend's heart was relieved, and fortunately he woke up. He had never encountered such a helpless situation in his life, and he was not so afraid of being killed in his previous life, as if he was the only one left in the entire world space, and that feeling was still lingering on the weekend.

Weekend patted his heart to stabilize his mood, looked at his watch, it had been an hour, and when he turned his head, he saw that the president had not woken up, but the rich earth-based ability on his body could prove that the president was breaking through. Getting up from the bed, he took out the food that the president had prepared before from the space on the weekend, opened his mouth to eat, and only after he had eaten his stomach did he have the strength to fight.

Time passed minute by minute, and the weekend had already filled its stomach, and warned the furball again, telling the little one to stay in his nest at home and not run around.

Although the furball squeaked in protest, it has been a lot smarter recently, even if it has all kinds of dissatisfaction with this stupid master, but it still knows the priorities, there is a zombie tide to besiege the base, it still stays at home so as not to distract the stupid master, if something happens to the owner, it probably can't find the owner who spoils it so much, after all, a mutated fruit a day, not everyone can provide.