Qi Huaishu was almost used to Clara...with his face innocently showing his dark wind, he took a few sips of water from his backpack, and calmed down his frightened little heart.
“What time is it?” Fu Xiao glanced at the watch on her wrist and saw that it was four o’clock.
They are actually not far from the safe zone now. Even if the sky is a little darker, they can still be seen on the street...some herbivorous and timid animals strolling in search of food.
It’s just a small squirrel the size of a slap before the end of the world. Now it has the size of an adult medium-sized dog, and it has become larger in proportion, and there are large ants with finger lengths, and it will become thicker and thicker and will gradually develop from a single tree to a jungle. Of variant trees.
I believe that in the near future, the sparse grass and small woods will quickly change into a jungle that shelters the sky from the sun.
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