Sitting on hundreds of billions of supplies, I will be a renter at the end of the day

Chapter 37 Ye Rou’s Secret

The flower has no leaves, only a stem that is dark green with a hint of crystal. The flower is as big as a football, and is crystal clear, like a blooming glass crystal.

The flowers were more beautiful than anyone had ever seen. Some people even found that the glazed flowers were like snowflakes, and the petals of all the flowers had different patterns.

The delicate flowers standing proudly and independently in the pure white snow look so holy and full of magic.

It is human nature to love beauty, especially after more than two months of torture, seeing such beautiful things makes people want to touch them.

However, when their hands touch the petals or stems, a tiny sharp thorn will silently appear where they touch, and the thorn pierces their fingers.

For a moment, those who touched the flowers felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

Some people were found and brought home in time, while others fell to the ground and were left unattended.

Sang Yu woke up and went downstairs, but was pulled out excitedly by Sang You.

"Sister, sister, come out and take a look. There are some flowers growing in the yard. They look so beautiful! Let's pick them and put them in the vase!"

Sang Yu went out in a daze, and when he saw the flowers in the yard, all the blood drained from his face.

How could it be... In her memory, this thing would appear almost a year after the heavy snowfall, so why did it appear now?

"Youyou, don't touch!"

When Sang You was about to stand on tiptoes to pick flowers on the snow layer that was out of reach, Sang Yu hurried over and grabbed his hand.

Behind Sang You, several small black balls could not see the flower, but they seemed to sense some danger. They hid behind Sang You and shouted in the direction of the flower.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Sang You looked puzzled.

"This flower is poisonous and cannot be picked."

Sang Yu let out a long sigh and took Sang You's hand into the house.

Several little black balls also followed in, but they still barked uneasily.

"Big dog, two dogs, three dogs, four dogs and five dogs, what's wrong with you today? Why are you barking non-stop? Are you hungry again?"

Sang You squatted down to comfort some little black balls. He didn't understand why the little black balls were so strange today.

"What's going on? Aren't Youyou going to pick flowers with you?"

Ye Rou brought out several cups of hot milk with a slight smile in her eyes.

"You can't touch that flower. Someone in the community group suddenly fainted after touching it, and he hasn't woken up yet."

Sang Yu's tone was calm, but he couldn't help feeling a little cold in his heart.

That is not an ordinary flower. This kind of flower has a very nice name. It was originally called the Glazed Flower.

Later it was called the Bloody Enchantress. The reason why it was renamed was because it liked to feed on blood.

Even the reincarnation of Daluo Jinxian cannot save the people parasitized by its sharp thorns.

The parasitic body will suck the blood of those people, and more bewitching pale pink glazed flowers will grow from their bodies.

"how come?"

Sang Bancheng lowered his head and opened the community group and took a look. Many people were crying and wanted to borrow a car to take people who had fainted for no apparent reason to the hospital.

His heart tightened and he hurriedly said: "I'll go out and shovel them clean right now!"

Ye Rou's expression on the side also looked a little unnatural.

What was this? She had never seen this kind of flower in her dreams.

“Dad, there’s no need to shovel, just use pruning shears to cut off their stems.

And we have to clear the snow from the yard early, as long as there is snow, they can grow."

Sang Yu couldn't help but have a headache.

"How do you know this?"

Sang Bancheng's face was suddenly full of surprise. This flower must have only grown today.

"Of course I dreamed of it, go and trim it quickly."

One sentence completely blocked Sang Bancheng's mouth.

"Okay, okay! Your dream is really bizarre. I'm going to cut it right now."

"Why are dreams different?"

Ye Rou, who was peeling an apple at the side, took a knife in her hand and couldn't help but say what was in her heart.

Sang Bancheng was in a hurry to find the scissors and didn't hear it, but Sang Yu, who was picking up the milk and ready to drink it, heard it.

Ye Rou's words made Sang Yu stunned for a moment, and then a bold idea appeared in her heart.

"Mom, have you... also dreamed about the end of the world?"

Ye Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly as she met Sang Yu's determined eyes.

She fell silent.

Yes, that’s how it turns out.

"Mom, if you dream, you just dream, don't hide it in your heart. Maybe this is a reminder to our family that we can use dreams to successfully survive the end of the world?"

"Happiness is difficult. Although we dream of different things, we all face the same ending in the end, right?

No matter how many episodes occur, as long as we are here, we will still encounter what we should encounter, and we...can't escape."

Sang Yu's gentle words began to break down Ye Rou's inner defenses little by little.

"Mom, since our dreams are different from reality, then maybe the results will be different too?"

Ye Rou shook her head:

"Yes, the natural disasters can be different, and you and dad can be different, but those evil people are still doing evil."

Later, Ye Rou grabbed Sang Yu's hand tightly:

"Xuyu, if danger comes one day, remember to leave us alone, run far away, and survive well, okay?"

"Mom, God lets us dream about the end of the world. Maybe God is merciful and wants us to save the day? We should still try to fight.

After all, if we didn’t act like good people and help others everywhere, not many people would know that our family has a lot of food.

What's more, can we find those people in advance or set up traps in the yard so that they never come back?

Don’t forget, we still have guns in our hands. No matter how fierce they are, they will still be afraid of life and death."

Sang Yu's words made Ye Rou, who had suffered a lot these days, feel shakes in her heart.

She dreamed that the end was coming on the night Sang Yu came home.

One after another, my daughter prepared everything she needed to prepare to go home. She was not willing to regard dreams as reality, so she continued to do what she had to do as if nothing had happened.

But who would have thought that dreams would actually come true?

The heavy snow in the dream came as promised, and it was inevitable that many people died in the dream.

Relief food was distributed as usual, but she, Sang Yu and Sang You deliberately changed the time when they went to collect the supplies, but they still encountered robberies.

Many times, she watched Sang Yu struggle to change the outcome of the family.

But the dream that was firmly engraved in her mind seemed to have taken root in her heart, reminding her all the time that no matter how much she did, it would be in vain, and they... couldn't escape.

"But Yuxuan... there is a time limit for destiny, natural disasters and man-made disasters, how can it be broken so easily?"

"Mom, no matter what the outcome is, we have to try. What if... even if there is only a small chance, we really survive?

You just gave up like this. Not to mention dad, Youyou is still so young and he still has a lot of future.

Have you ever thought about whether he would be willing to just lie there and be sentenced to death?"

Spicy, my computer shut down just after I posted it, and I can’t get out my saved manuscripts, woo woo woo...

(End of chapter)