After he hung up the call with Xun Che, Jin Xuyan checked the calendar and saw the date: March 23rd, 2189.
In less than two months, winter will be over, and the extreme heat will return. He recalled that in his past life, the number of high-level mutants who turned into zombies after the winter was more than 40% of the total population.
Back then, no one could find the reason for their infection since mutants should be immune to the zombie virus if the carrier had a lower level compared to them.
The sudden infection across the world caught everyone off guard. The casualties were high, and countless bases were destroyed in less than a month.
Perhaps this matter had something to do with this so-called parasite.
Reaching this conclusion, all his drowsiness disappeared. When he turned to his side, he saw his fiancée had woken up and was staring at him.
"Brother Yan, what are you thinking about?" Jiao Lizhi asked.
