"I'm back."
...
At this moment.
Wang Zhong put his hand in his pocket, taking out the few remaining three White Crystals and a package box, and tossed them to Pang Yuan.
"These are for you. To me, the apocalypse or not doesn't matter, and where doesn't matter either, as long as she's there, I'm willing to go anywhere. She's here now, and I want to be with her."
"I wish you all safety."
After finishing speaking.
Wang Zhong walked into the burning oil tanker driver's cabin without hesitation, enduring the scorching fire, touching Yanhong, who was engulfed by the flames, and held her in his arms.
He whispered softly and affectionately.
"In the next life, I still want to be with you."
Boom!
The flames roared, engulfing all life, the fierce flames refusing to be extinguished, burning between heaven and earth.
