The end of the world: After leaving the mental hospital, I went crazy!

Zhao Manjun was still quite worried. Seeing her daughter's serious expression, she took the child over to check on her.

There is nothing wrong with her body, her skin is white and tender, her eyes are black and bright, and even her teeth are...

Eye?

tooth?

How can a newborn baby open his eyes?

How can there be teeth?

Zhao Manjun was so scared that she let go of the child, but fortunately she was on the bed and did not drop the child.

But the fear in her heart still arose. Could she have given birth to a monster?

"What's wrong? Honey, our child is so cute, so fair and tender, and he's still looking at me!"

Because Li Hanhai had no experience in raising children, he didn't think there was anything wrong and even thought that children were just like that.

"Oh, daddy's little cutie."

Li Hanhai thought that Zhao Manjun was too tired from giving birth and had no strength. After all, they were not young anymore, so he reached out to hug the child who had fallen on the bed.

"No, don't touch it." Zhao Manjun looked terrified and his hands were shaking.

Just then, the child suddenly turned over and started giggling.

Li Hanhai paused as he stretched out his hand, his body stiffening.

Even though he had no experience in parenting, he noticed something was wrong. When his daughter was born, she slept all day and only turned over and crawled after a few months.

Now this kid is... a little too precocious.

"You, go find a doctor. No, find someone who has experience in obstetrics and gynecology."

Li Hanhai immediately went to see a doctor again.

Zhao Manjun was not only panicked, she even suspected that she had given birth to a Nezha.

If it was the real Nezha, it would be fine, but I’m afraid it was some unknown creature.

After all, there were no various checkups or vitamin supplements during pregnancy, so we had no idea what happened during delivery.

However, Li Peibai had already leaned over and stared at the child. If she was not mistaken, the child was growing rapidly.

Same with farmed poultry.

"It seems to be growing faster. Try feeding it some and see."

Li Peibai poked the baby's face. The child looked very pretty when he smiled, and he inherited Zhao Manjun's good looks.

"Oh oh oh, yes, we need to eat." Li Miaozhen ran out and got some biscuits, compressed biscuits, bagged milk powder, and a steamed egg.

She didn't know what the teething baby should eat, so she gave him a biscuit first. Then she saw the newborn baby sitting on the bed, grabbing the biscuit and crunching it into his mouth.

This was the scene Li Hanhai saw when he returned with a dozen doctors and nurses who had experience in resuming labor.

"Um... that, doctor, take a look, a newborn baby... he eats cookies... is that normal?"

When Li Hanhai asked this question, he felt guilty and thought that something was wrong.

When the doctors and nurses saw this scene, they didn't know what to say. They asked whether it was normal or not. The base commander himself was the most abnormal one!

However, the doctors did not find anything wrong after checking, so they asked them to observe and go to the hospital for a check-up in a few days.

Li Peibai had left when the doctor came. He returned to his room and sat in the rocking chair on the terrace, enjoying the breeze. His mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. He always felt that the child was growing at the same rate as the poultry on the farm.

A month later, the child could already walk, and after a check-up at the hospital, there was no problem.

The problem was ultimately attributed to the psychic's good physique and the environment being unsuitable for the growth of a too fragile baby, thus changing the child's growth genes.

This matter has spread in the Guishan base, and some wealthy families who want to have children have also gone to the institute to get the medicine.

Ten months later, the baby was born just as the base commander said, healthy and easier to raise than the children before the apocalypse.

And there is no need to worry about milk powder, which brings some comfort to many families in the end times.

However, apart from the birth of many children, there are only a dozen people left in Ghost Hill Mental Hospital, including Shana and the mutant cat Butcher.

During this period, Li Peibai would sometimes go out with Shana, and the two became familiar with each other. Now she is also a seventh-level peak psychic.

After level 5, each level upgrade is extremely difficult, and now the entire mental hospital is full of various crops.

"You're here, do you want to eat some watermelon? The ones we grew this time are really sweet."

Shana cut a watermelon and handed half to Li Peibai, and they both ate it with spoons.

"These dozen people are now at the peak of the sixth level. It won't be long before they are promoted to the seventh level. How are you now?"

"I have reached the eighth level in the past two years. I asked about the levels of psychics and found that there are very few psychics above the fifth level."

Li Peibai took a bite of watermelon and put it in his mouth. In the past two years, few psychic teams in major bases have made progress. Even if all the crystal cores were supplied to one person, very few could break through to the sixth level.

It was like a chasm that was simply impossible to cross.

Li Peibai knew that it was because he did not have enough control over his supernatural powers and crystal cores.

Even if there are a large number of crystal cores piled up, they cannot be absorbed if there is not enough control.

Therefore, in the past two years, the base has focused all its energy on increasing the population.

The Ghost Mountain Base is no exception.

However, due to the emergence of mutant animals, although the human living environment has been squeezed again, there is also an additional type of food.

Some teams of superpowers would go hunting, and either sell the meat or make it into jerky to take out of the village.

Zombies are everywhere outside the base. Except for the team of psychics, few ordinary people go out, and most of them work inside the base.

"Have you thought it through?" Shana asked.

"No, what about you?" Li Peibai asked back.

"When they all become seventh-level psychics and have the ability to protect themselves, I will leave, and they should leave too."

Shana said as the butcher came over and rubbed himself against her.

"Take it with you."

Li Peibai stroked the butcher's fur and said, "Well, it has a really good relationship with you guys."

"Yes, after all, we were fed one mouthful at a time. This should be considered... the bond between all of us."

Shana smiled, and a small grass sprouted from her palm to tease the butcher.

In fact, these people don’t have any emotions, and they won’t be moved at all even if they die. But it’s different with the butcher around, they seem to be tied together, and even if they leave, they still have concerns.

"It often visits them. The butcher stayed behind, perhaps because he was afraid that someone would be abandoned."

"What a good kid." Li Peibai suddenly found that his two dogs were not so annoying after all. After all, their feelings were pure and not mixed with any interests.

"Ghost Mountain is no longer suitable for us to survive. Would you like to consider leaving together?"

Shana asked again, they are the same kind of people, and because they are the same kind of people, they keep asking Li Peibai whether he wants to leave together.

Except for the psychics who went out, the people who stayed in the base seemed to have been diluted by the joy of family happiness. This was the fear of the end of the world.

Live and work in peace and contentment!

This is the end of the world. How can we live and work in peace and contentment? It is all just an illusion.

"Hehe, I will consider your suggestion, but not now." Li Peibai just smiled and looked up at the sky. The broken piece of sky was still there, as if something was about to fall.

Perhaps if we fill in that piece of sky at the end of the world, the world will be over.

But the thought flashed through my mind.

Innocent!

How could anyone possibly mend the sky?