Wearing back from a different world to raise a cub

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when Meng Qianxing was lying on the bed, smelling the fresh air still felt a little unreal. Wasn't he dead? He stared at the ceiling for a while, then looked around.

Such a clean and tidy room is rare in the apocalypse, not to mention that now there is no smell of the faint smell of corpses in the apocalypse, and the birds outside the window are chirping.

The sunlight filtered in through the gap that was not covered by the curtains, and the entire room was unobstructed. Was this a hallucination before his death, or was he traveling through time, as some novels say?

Meng Qianxing still remembers that he should have died in the battle of the zombie siege. The zombie wave came so fiercely that everyone in the base had to work together to resist it. Even space power users with low combat effectiveness like him ran away. Went to the front line to fight.

Originally, the base could successfully survive the attack this time, but maybe they were too unlucky, and a powerful zombie king happened to wander into this area. The most powerful superpower in their base is only at level seven, and is incomparable to the zombie king who has level nine combat power.

The result was probably the annihilation of the whole army. He still remembered that after he was accidentally caught by a zombie, in order not to turn into a disgusting zombie, he ran aside to kill himself while his sanity was still there.

Before he died, Meng Qianxing actually had some regrets. He had no memory after waking up, and before he could retrieve it, the apocalypse broke out.

Now that the end of the world is here, those who don't remember can be put aside for now. Anyway, he just lost his memory, and he didn't become stupid.

Later, during the three years of struggling in the apocalypse, he awakened his space powers, joined many bases, and met many people and things, but there was always a voice in his heart reminding him, telling him that there was something he couldn't do. Forgotten by him.

It's a pity that he still couldn't remember it until he was about to die.

Just when Meng Qianxing was still thinking about his current situation, a small voice suddenly came from the door. His many years of experience in the apocalypse made him sit up immediately on alert, his muscles all tense, and his eyes locked on the door.

"Hey!" With a sound, the door was pushed open. Meng Qianxing looked at the small ball on the ground, and he unconsciously relaxed a little. It was a child - when

he saw this child, he couldn't help but feel... The ground felt soft for a while, and I completely forgot about being on guard. Obviously in the last days, children and the elderly are not all weaklings with no strength.

When the child saw that the person on the bed finally stopped lying down and sat up, he thought he was cured of his illness and ran over happily.

When the child ran in front of him, he realized that the child was very good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, and eyes as clear as obsidian. But as soon as the child opened his mouth, Meng Qianxing was stunned. "

Dad~, you're awake~" The sound of milky milk is no less than a thunder from the sky!

Meng Qianxing stared closely at the little dumpling in front of her, her throat a little thirsty, Dad? This child is his! ! ! ?

Child Meng Wangxun looked at his father in confusion. Why was his father looking at him like this? Are you still sick?

Xiaotuanzi was so worried that his brows on his tender face almost turned into a figure-eight shape. He grabbed the sheets with his little hands and wanted to climb into bed. Want to see his father?