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

Mo Yanshu's voice was low and sounded calm, but for no reason, Li Muchen felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He slowly turned around, faced Mo Yanshu, and gently hugged him back.

"Yanshu..." He called his name softly.

"Hmm?" Mo Yanshu seemed to have just come back to his senses and stopped staring blankly at the moonlight outside the window. He slowly lowered his head, his eyes full of tenderness.

"You want to help him, right..." Li Muchen asked softly with a flash in his eyes.

Mo Yanshu shook his head and said in a calm voice: "No one is more important than you."

Li Muchen smiled and said, "Don't forget what I do! Just know that I am the most important. When the nest is overturned, no egg will be left unbroken. Let me tell you whether this can be accomplished."

Mo Yanshu breathed a sigh of relief, held the person tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice: "There's no rush for that."

"Ah? What's the hurry?" Li Muchen's eyes were filled with confusion, and he looked up at him in confusion.

Mo Yanshu sighed softly and rested his head on his shoulder: "Based on your understanding of metaphysics, what is the purpose of rebirth?"

"It's hard to say. Logically speaking, people should enter reincarnation after death..." When he said this, his face became slightly serious, and he looked into Mo Yanshu's eyes, his expression changing again and again.

He had never thought about this matter in detail before, but when Mo Yanshu asked him this, he thought about it carefully and suddenly discovered something terrible.

"Yanshu, you said you've died four times? Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

"Uncomfortable?" Mo Yanshu paused after hearing this, and then said, "No. Is there something wrong?"

"Yanshu, we both need to be fine in this life." Li Muchen gently kissed his cheek, "We both need to be fine."

"Well, if you stay with me, nothing will happen to you."

Li Muchen felt sweet in his heart when he heard Mo Yanshu's words, but he was already in a state of confusion.

Is it true that Mo Yanshu has been reborn many times just because of his obsession with him...

Once might be acceptable, but four times...

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

There was another thing that seemed more and more strange to him the more he thought about it.

What Mo Yanshu experienced, was it rebirth, or was it something like a reversal of time and space...

If time and space were reversed...

There must be a medium.

But Mo Yanshu is just an ordinary person. He always has a strange feeling in his heart. His fate had been calculated when he was a child, and he was not a short-lived person. He once secretly compared the horoscopes of Mo Yanshu and him, and found that Mo Yanshu was not a short-lived person either. There might be other inside stories about this matter, but he has not learned it well enough to figure it out.

"That old man disappeared when we needed him..." he muttered softly.

"Mu Chen, do you mind what Wang Xin said?" Mo Yanshu asked in a low voice.

The two of them were still standing at the window, looking at the lights outside that were going out, and Mo Yanshu's eyes softened.

Wang Xin was right in saying at least one thing: this life will definitely be better than the last one...

Their City of Light still needs to be built, and it must be more solid and have a more complete system than in the previous life.

"To be honest, it's impossible for me not to mind someone like this suddenly appearing. But my admiration for him and my slight dislike for his feelings are two different things. But ah, your attitude is so clear, what else can I do except kiss you, hug you, and declare my sovereignty?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pinched Mo Yanshu's waist hard. Not surprisingly, the feeling was particularly good, so he touched him a few more times.

Mo Yanshu listened to his words, raised his head slightly, grabbed his hand that was messing around his waist, and said with a smile: "Be good, stop making trouble."

"I'm not making a fuss. Just let me touch you a few more times and I'll accompany you to the meeting tomorrow. I know a lot." Li Muchen raised an unruly smile on his face while speaking.

"But……"

Mo Yanshu lowered his eyes and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Li Muchen again.

"You can't just stand by and watch, and you're worried about leaving me here alone, so I'll follow you. But let's make it clear first, don't just protect me and ignore the overall situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yanshu raised his hand and grabbed him, saying in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry about the overall situation, I only want you."

"That won't work! How long can we survive in a world full of zombies... Besides, you don't have the ability to be just my bodyguard."

"I'm happy to be your bodyguard."

"Who taught you to talk like that?" Li Muchen looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, "I remember that someone was either sarcastic or very frugal with words before..."

Mo Yanshu said nothing when he heard this.

After reading too many books on Liu Chi's bookshelf, my mind is indeed easily confused, and those words naturally come to my lips...

"Forget it. Anyway, my grandfather said that we are all people who can accomplish great things. I think this is a good opportunity. If we work hard with Comrade Lao Wang, we may really achieve something. Maybe we can even save humanity!"

While speaking, Li Muchen looked into the distance again.

At this time, only a few lights were still on in the buildings in the city opposite. In the sky, the night wind blew, and the bright moon appeared and disappeared in the clouds. At this time, the blood-red moon had faded by half, becoming brighter, and a few stars dotted around it.

The faint rustling of grass and trees downstairs entered the house, making the night even darker.

Mo Yanshu's eyes deepened slightly, and he gently kissed Li Muchen's forehead: "Go to sleep, Muchen, thank you. It's great to have you."

Li Muchen grinned even more brightly when he heard that: "I'll make a plan tomorrow morning, and we'll act accordingly. Now..."

He chuckled and fell on his back on the bed. As he fell, he raised his hand and grabbed Mo Yanshu's collar. Mo Yanshu's eyes suddenly widened and he fell on the bed with his movement.

"Good night, my toothpaste baby~"

"Good night."

……

The next morning, before eight o'clock, Mo Yanshu and Li Muchen ate something casually and hurried downstairs to the reception room.

On the sofa, a young man was sitting upright, holding a piece of compressed biscuit in his hand and swallowing it with water.

At this time, he was the only one sitting in the row of seats. Li Muchen and Mo Yanshu sat over there.

After the man finished eating the biscuits, he looked at the two and said, "My name is Zhu Ningyi. Thank you for what I did yesterday."

"You're welcome." Li Muchen responded generously, smiling so much that his eyes narrowed.

Mo Yanshu didn't say anything, seeming to be worried.

Soon, Wang Xin and two others also arrived here.

The moment he met Mo Yanshu's gaze, his eyes were deep, and then he nodded at the two of them.

"I'm glad you can come." Wang Xin said coldly.

"I had a divination this morning. If the equipment is complete, the ventilation duct method is feasible. Let's discuss it. If everything goes well, maybe everyone can be rescued tomorrow." Li Muchen leaned back on the sofa, looking leisurely.

Wang Xin glanced at him, and found him in stark contrast to Zhu Ningyi, who was sitting on only half of the sofa next to him with his back straight.

He narrowed his eyes, a little displeased but did not show it. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a slight sound of clothes rubbing against the wall at the corner of the corridor outside the reception room.

Mo Yanshu and Wang Xin stood up at the same time when they heard the voice and looked towards the door.

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