"Zhou Mingrui."
Suddenly, Zhao Anqi's voice could be heard from the phone.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Mingrui, who was about to hang up, asked.
"If, and I'm saying if, the super beast tide comes, give me a call and I'll get someone to take you away," Zhao Anqi said after a short pause.
"Sure, I'll come to you if I need help. Thank you." Zhou Mingrui hung up the phone right after he finished speaking.
Zhou Mingrui got up from the bench and returned to his dormitory. Yan Wuyue was already in the living room.
At this moment, Yan Wuyue had an ugly expression. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her hands clenched into fists.
[Is there no such scene in the future?] Zhou Mingrui went straight to the point.
Yan Wuyue looked up at Zhou Mingrui and shook her head. She sighed and said, [I didn't expect things to develop into a situation worse than before.]
