Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

When Li Muchen heard this, he turned around and grabbed the man's shoulder and asked, "Where is it?"

The man looked confused and turned to look at Wang Xin.

Wang Xin raised his hand and pinched his swollen temple, then waved his hand: "Take him away, he is Li Muchen."

The man nodded, took two steps back, and said in a slightly awkward voice: "Come with me."

Li Muchen turned to look at Mo Yanshu and whispered, "Yanshu, how do I look now?"

"Yeah, it's fine." Mo Yanshu slowly raised the corners of his lips and raised his hand to tidy up the hair on his forehead.

The two followed the guard out of the office.

Walking on the road, Li Muchen felt his heart beating faster and faster.

The old man left a letter and disappeared. No one knew where he went. He was anxious and worried, but when he thought that his grandfather was indeed much more capable than him, he stopped being so anxious.

"Yanshu, you said it would be my grandpa, right? You said they would be fine, right!"

"Yes, I will, I definitely will." Mo Yanshu nodded and looked at Li Muchen with gentleness.

The office at the entrance of Guangming City is said to be at the entrance, but in fact it is still a certain distance away from the entrance. The young man on guard walked slowly with the two people towards the entrance.

Along the way, Li Muchen felt inexplicably nervous. He didn't know what to be nervous about, but he just felt panicky. He wanted to see his family as soon as possible, but he was afraid that his hopes would be dashed.

Seeing this, Mo Yanshu patted his shoulder soothingly, and then held his hand all the way.

A row of small houses were built at the gate of Guangming City. The ones at the edge were temporary and not yet fully completed, while the ones on the inner side had already been built.

There were two rooms with kerosene lamps lit, emitting dim light inside the rooms.

There were a few people sitting in a lighted room a little further inward, talking about something, and black shadows were reflected on the windows.

When they reached the door of the room, the guard knocked on the door, then raised his hand to open the door, poked his head inside and said, "Old man, Li Muchen found it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man on guard did not stay here any longer. He turned around and slowly left the townhouse, walking along the road towards the gate of Guangming City.

The door was left half-open because it had no support.

"You little brat! I've guessed it! Come in now!" A voice suddenly rang out from inside the house, full of energy and not showing any signs of old age at all.

Li Muchen turned his head and looked at Mo Yanshu, his eyes full of surprise and a hint of tears. He took a deep breath, slowly walked into the room.

The whispering sounds in the room also stopped at this moment. Li Muchen raised his hand and grasped the door handle, trembling slightly.

"Come in! You can't hang clothes on that pole!"

When Li Muchen heard this familiar voice and tone, he was speechless for a moment. He grabbed Mo Yanshu with one hand and pushed the door open with the other.

"Duang!" The door hit the back wall, making a sound.

"You little brat! Are you trying to cause trouble by pushing the door so hard?"

Grandpa Li in the room was full of energy. Although he had some silver hair on his head and wrinkles on his forehead and eyes, his eyes were not cloudy. Instead, he looked energetic.

Mo Yanshu's gaze shifted.

Next to Grandpa Li sat two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, who looked 50% like Li Muchen. They were Li Muchen's parents. It seemed that Li Muchen had perfectly inherited the advantages of both of them and had a good appearance.

In addition, there were two young children following behind. Mo Yanshu had never seen them before and had no idea who they were.

Even in the end times, the group was dressed extremely neatly, and their clothes didn't even have a wrinkle.

We finally meet...

Li Muchen's heart moved, and the moment he saw them, he seemed to be suddenly relieved. He slowly exhaled.

"Grandpa! Where have you been? The first thing Yanshu and I did was to go back home to look for you, but there was no one there! I was so scared! You just left a letter and threw it in such an inconspicuous place! I am really impressed! And mom and dad, why don't you stop this old man! He is so old, but he is still so troublesome!"

"You little brat! How dare you question your grandpa!" Grandpa Li's voice was sonorous and powerful. While speaking, he turned sideways and faced Li Muchen. He looked him up and down, and his gaze finally fixed on their clasped hands.

"Yanshu boy, why did you take this good-for-nothing?" Grandpa Li's expression paused and his brows slightly frowned.

Received???

The corners of Li Muchen's lips twitched slightly.

His grandfather really hasn't changed at all.

His inkstone and writing brush are just right...

"Grandpa Li." Mo Yanshu nodded politely at first, then nodded and said, "Mu Chen and I are together. I promise to protect him for the rest of my life and will never let him get hurt."

He had just finished speaking, but in the blink of an eye, Grandpa Li stood in front of him and Li Muchen.

Without giving Li Muchen a chance to speak, Grandpa Li took one in each hand and placed them on Mo Yanshu's wrists.

"Boy, you were seriously injured a while ago."

As Grandpa Li spoke, he loosened his hand, and then put it on Li Muchen's wrist again.

"Liver fire is strong, drinking some chrysanthemum tea is just right."

But in a flash, Grandpa Li took the pulse of the two people, and Li Muchen looked at him speechlessly.

Even at his age, he still loves to show off his skills.

Can't they just sit down first, feel their pulses properly, and talk properly...

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips, pulled Mo Yanshu and found an empty sofa to sit down.

After sitting down, he realized there were two children standing behind his parents.

"Would you like to introduce them?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the two children, and tightened his grip on Mo Yanshu's hand.

Mo Yanshu was also looking at the two children at this time.

The two children seemed a little scared and hid behind Li Muchen's parents, only looking at him with their eyes.

Grandpa Li snorted, "You little brat! Don't scare them. They are the ones we rescued from the zombie pile, so they are a little timid. Xiao Xu, Xiao Qu, come here."

As Grandpa Li spoke, he waved at the two children. The two children timidly walked up to Grandpa Li and stood beside him without saying a word.

Li Muchen subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words for a moment. He looked at his parents suspiciously.

"Come, this is Brother Muchen." Grandpa Li spoke again.

"Brother Muchen." The two children called out in unison.

The strange feeling in Li Muchen's heart became even stronger.

"The man next to him is called Brother Yanshu."

"Brother Yanshu." The two children spoke again at the same time.

Li Muchen listened to the two people's voices and his brows slowly furrowed.

Something is wrong, it's too neat...

Sounds a bit like a human-machine...

But his grandfather shouldn't be the one to train a fake person...

The corners of Li Muchen's lips twitched slightly. He stood up, walked to Grandpa Li's side, got closer to the two children, and looked at them carefully.

The two children had fair skin and the light in the room was too dim, so he didn't see them just now.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he spoke slowly: "What are the origins of these two children? Were they bitten..."