'This news is certainly unexpected.'
She narrowed her eyes, sizing up the five-year-old child before her.
'Five must be his current body's age, and twenty-five must have been his age when he transmigrated.'
'So, in his past life, he was seven years old when the apocalypse began, and he survived in it for eighteen years.'
'He must still have memories of things that happened in his past life.'
In her own past life, Stella Sterling had died in the seventh year of the apocalypse.
This boy, however, had survived for eighteen years. She had no idea what happened after the seventh year, but he clearly did.
At this thought, Stella Sterling looked at him and asked again, "Did the apocalypse end after fifteen years?"
Hearing Stella Sterling's question, the boy's expression turned pained as if recalling something. He still answered, "No. Fifteen years in, the apocalypse was still going. By then, the living conditions on Earth had gotten worse and worse."
