World Plot

Shen Mo was especially curious about how creatures corrupted and mutated by demonic energy could be dealt with using scientific methods.

Besides, the plot had never explained it. Even now, he did not know where this demonic energy had come from.

"My sister is right. It'd be best to find someone who can cook well, so we won't have to trouble ourselves with cooking," Shen Mo eagerly chimed in.

"Tch, what a high-sounding excuse. I think you're just too lazy to cook yourself," Yang Xuan mocked before he could stop himself.

"If you're so capable, then you do it. Plenty of fire-element ability users can make meals with their bare hands. Can you? No wonder you awakened a fire ability—you must be the reincarnation of a powder keg." Shen Mo snapped back without holding back.

Idiot Yang Xuan. No wonder you were the first male lead to die in the plot. Look at Cui Yang. Even after an accident turned him into a zombie, he still became the Zombie King. And you? Even zombies wouldn't spare you a glance!

But I saved Cui Yang yesterday, so he missed the part where he became a zombie. As for whether he'll still die later... that's hard to say.

Come to think of it, how did Yang Xuan die in the plot again? Oh, right. He seemed to have offended someone because of that rotten temper of his, then got bagged and beaten to death. One of the male leads, dying such a miserable death—he really was the most aggrieved one in history!

Yang Xuan was so furious his lungs were about to explode. He nearly threw away the steering wheel and lunged at Shen Mo. "Fuck, who are you calling an idiot?"

Leng Shiyi had not yet processed the sudden flood of information when he saw his cousin flare up. Afraid Yang Xuan would say something he should not, he quickly had someone pull him back and coldly warned, "Enough. Drive properly."

They had their suspicions about the sudden beep that had sounded in the villa last time, and Su Ze's explanation afterward had given them a rough understanding.

Some things could not be said.

So now, he had to find a way to keep this brain-dead cousin under control. He absolutely could not let him disrupt everyone.

Meanwhile, Cui Yang froze after hearing Shen Mo's inner words. So that near-death feeling yesterday had been real. He really had mutated—and even become the Zombie King?

A few beads of cold sweat seeped onto his forehead. Shen Mo's words contained too much information. What did "the plot" mean? Would he die later? How did this guy know? Could this information... really be trusted?

Su Ze patted his shoulder and said quietly, "Don't overthink it. You'll know what you're supposed to know."

Cui Yang nodded stiffly, his thoughts tangled into a complete mess.

Su Ze glanced at Shen Mo, who was still bickering with Yang Xuan, and his expression grew more serious.

Because of certain worries in his heart, he had never dared to probe Shen Mo for information.

But now he had adjusted himself and could guarantee that he would control his emotions. It was time to test the waters. At the very least, he had to find out how Mo Mo knew these things, and whether revealing them would have any harmful effect on him. The plot... was it the kind of plot Su Ze thought it was?

He had suspected it before, but had never dared to confirm it. But if it truly concerned everyone's lives, then whether he believed it or not was no longer up to him.

"Mo Mo, what do you think of our world now? Can it still be saved?" The moment Su Ze finished speaking, the car fell silent for an instant.

Shen Mo was somewhat lost when he heard the question. After thinking for a moment, he gave an awkward laugh. "Probably? It's not something we can decide anyway, right? Haha."

In truth, Shen Mo did not know what exactly had gone wrong with this world.

He only knew that after the apocalypse descended, the world had become unrecognizable, and only a pitifully small number of people had survived.

As for whether this world could still be saved, he truly could not give a definite answer.

After all, the plot had no ending.

Even when the plot ended, it never clearly stated whether the apocalypse had ended. In any case, fewer than 0.01% of people remained by the end, and humanity was practically extinct.

At this, a trace of gravity flashed through Su Ze's eyes.

Pretending to be relaxed, he asked jokingly, "I see. Then what do you think of this world now? Do you like it?"