In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

The Corpse King gazed longingly at the dark metal dome: "That is the place that gives new life to the entire universe."

Looking at her morbidly fanatical expression, Fu Yan suddenly recalled the words "Gene Creation God," a research institute that had existed for over twenty years and whose arrogance was terrifying.

In the distance, the muffled patting sound stopped.

Wenren Lei realized the space was confined and small, and he was deliberately conserving oxygen. He tentatively asked in a voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz, "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, are you alright? Answer me."

The Zombie King turned his gaze back to Fu Yan's face: "Have you thought it through? The space over there is shrinking. Even if he doesn't suffocate, he'll soon be crushed by the walls. I'm not picky; I'll take his remains back. Although the research results will be greatly reduced, it's better than nothing."

Fu Yan immediately said, "I've thought it through. I'll go with you. You release him."

The Zombie King seemed to have heard a very funny joke: "I came here to capture the Wen family's people. You're insulting me by making this demand."

Fu Yan's bloodshot eyes narrowed dangerously: "Then you must be dreaming."

"I thought it would be Wenren Yu coming to find me." The Zombie King gestured with his chin towards Wenren Lei. "But I remember him, the second son of the Wenren family. He's grown up."

Fu Yan frowned, secretly mobilizing the energy within his body.

The Corpse King reminisced about the past, saying softly, "He probably doesn't remember me. He was only one year old then, just learning to walk, wearing a lab onesie, so round and cute. He just cried too much, and his older brother always had to hold and comfort him."

Fu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed: "Are his parents using him as an experiment?"

The Zombie King deflected Fu Yan's knife with the butt of his gun, and countless spikes sprouted from the inside of the metal shield, pointing at Fu Yan: "Come with me and take him back. You'll find out all this."

Fu Yan laughed and said, "Don't have such embarrassing dreams."

His body surged with electricity, and a dense electric grid instantly covered the inner layer of the metal shield. High-temperature fire elements climbed up the metal spikes along the grid, slowly melting them.

The Zombie King stared at the dripping liquid metal, then leaned closer to Fu Yan and asked, "Just how many superpowers do you have?"

"I have as much as you need to kill me." Fu Yan twisted the net-like lightning and fire elements into a long rope, which he slowly wrapped around the Corpse King's neck like a snake.

Since the Zombie King refuses to let Wenren Lei go, then kill her. The earth that has been elementalized will naturally recover, and Wenren Lei will be able to return to the surface.

The metallic skin on the Corpse Queen's neck melted, the flesh beneath charred black. Her ashen eyes stared intently at Fu Yan: "You want to kill me?"

Fu Yan simultaneously activated his sonic and paralysis abilities to suppress the zombie king: "You won't be able to take him away."

The sonic power continued to assault the Corpse King's consciousness. She shook her head, braced her spear on the ground to support her numb and limp body, and slowly said, "Arrogance."

"You can try." Fu Yan swung his sword again.

Fu Yan simultaneously activated five supernatural abilities—lightning, fire, water, sound waves, and paralysis—at high intensity, and blackish-red blood began to slowly seep from the corners of his eyes.

The lightning-fire rope wrapped around the Corpse King's neck tightened more and more, and the Corpse King struggled: "Taking away a mere brat would have been easy, I really didn't expect you to be such a variable."

She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Fu Yan's wrist: "But even if you wanted to kill me, it would be absolutely impossible!"

A golden light shot out from the Corpse Queen's palm, traveling along Fu Yan's arm straight towards his heart. Her hoarse voice became ethereal: "I want to share your life."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fu Yan suddenly knelt down on one knee in pain.

The sonic waves and paralysis power surged back at Fu Yan, causing him to feel intense pain and burning sensations in his neck. He abruptly looked up at the Corpse King.

The Corpse Queen looked down at him. Suppressed by various superpowers, she was also in pain, her body swaying slightly.

The pain in her neck made her voice even hoarser: "You can't kill me now. Every zombie king has its own unique ability, and I just happened to awaken the ability to share life."

She half-squatted down and reached out to lift Fu Yan's chin: "Now we are symbiotic. If I die, you won't live either."

Fu Yan gritted his teeth, showing no sign of reducing the intensity of his superpower activation.

Even if it meant death, he couldn't let the Corpse King bring Wenren Lei back to the research institute.

On the other side, the metal walls surrounding Wenren Lei continued to squeeze inward, his chest was constricted, and he was finding it increasingly difficult to breathe. He tried to use his arms to push open the shrinking space.

The Zombie Queen glanced back and chuckled, "Looks like your darling is about to give up." She straightened herself, using her spear for support. "I can hold out with you for a long time, but he doesn't have much time left. Have you thought it through? Come with me and take him back. You're half-zombie; you don't need to associate with humans. The research institute will…"

Fu Yan stared intently at the zombie king with his bloodshot eyes, then suddenly smiled.

What he wanted was the opportunity for the Corpse King to lower his guard.

With a "pfft".

The lightning-fire rope wrapped around the zombie king's neck suddenly tightened, snapping her neck in two.

The Corpse King's head was severed from her body, falling straight to the ground. Her head rolled on the ground, her eyes wide open, her mouth still moving, uttering broken words: "You madman..."

A devastating backlash instantly engulfed Fu Yan, causing all his strength to rapidly drain away, leaving him kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with his Tang sword.

The surrounding terrain began to shift, the metallic elements rapidly dissipated, and the sealed rock layer overhead slowly opened up.

The ground beneath Fu Yan's feet was rapidly rising, and he vaguely heard Wenren Lei's voice: "Damn, you almost squeezed me into a delicious shrimp paste..."

"Silly boy." Fu Yan chuckled, then collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on any longer.

As sunlight flooded into the enclosed space, Wenrenlei greedily inhaled the deep breaths. The cramped and dark place almost gave him claustrophobia.

When they returned to the ground, Wenren Lei looked up and saw Fu Yan lying motionless about twenty meters away.

"Brother Yan!" Wenren Lei's face turned pale instantly. She stumbled over, knelt in the snow, turned Fu Yan over, and held him in her arms, asking in a trembling voice, "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

Fu Yan kept his eyes closed and did not respond.

"Why is there so much blood on your face?" Wenren Lei trembled as she wiped the blood from Fu Yan's face with her sleeve. "Brother Yan, don't scare me..."

He quickly checked Fu Yan's head and found no external injuries. He then pulled open Fu Yan's clothes to check and found no wounds there either.

Wenren Lei's mind was in complete chaos: "Did I overuse my powers?"

He looked at the zombie king's head, conjured a cleaver in his hand, and chopped it down heavily, extracting the jet-black crystal core inside.

Without time to clean up the blood, he placed the fist-sized crystal core on the snow, broke it into small pieces, and stuffed them into Fu Yan's mouth bit by bit.

Wenren Lei almost cried out, "Brother Yan, please don't scare me, please wake up."

After clearing out the surrounding zombies, Yi Yang and his group rushed over to provide support. They were somewhat bewildered when they saw Wenren Lei and Fu Yan on the snow.

The area of ​​the terrain altered by the Corpse King was not large. They were focused on clearing out the horde of corpses and did not notice what was happening here.