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

Wenren Lei disliked this change, and he would never allow himself to shrink back.

He looked into Fu Yan's eyes for a long time, and the fog in his mind seemed to gradually dissipate. He could be protected, but he couldn't just be protected.

He said into the phone, "Brother, can you tell me what kind of enemy I'm facing? Is it the Cataclysmic Research Institute?"

He had realized that his brother and Fu Yan were working together to hide something from him, but he didn't want to pry.

Since neither of them wanted him to know, there was no point in him asking further; neither of them would harm him.

But at least he should know who his enemies are.

Wenren Yu remained silent for a long time before saying, "It's the Cataclysm Research Institute and its superior research institute. Even my brother knows very little about them and is still investigating."

Wenren Lei's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "Brother, does the research institute have anything to do with Mom and Dad?"

There was another long silence on Wenren Yu's end: "Xiao Lei, I can't be sure about this."

Wenrenlei suddenly realized why he had asked her those kinds of questions before, like what his parents had done to him; he was trying to find out what they were thinking.

He thought about it and wondered, how bad could it get?

After all, they are Dad and Mom.

His soul seemed to gradually return to solid ground: "It's okay, brother, I'll investigate too."

"Good." Wenren Yu said with satisfaction, "Little Golden Bean has grown up."

After hanging up the phone, Wenren Lei went into the bedroom, curled up in Fu Yan's arms, and went to sleep. Although he still couldn't accept turning off the lights, he asked A1-V to dim the lights by half.

Fu Yan's head throbbed with pain, a pain that had spread from Wenren Lei; the side effects of the experiment were affecting his brain.

The A1-V had been stagnant in this suburb for a long time, and as the days went by, Wenrenlei's condition steadily improved.

Taking advantage of this time, Fu Yan asked each person about their intention to go to District 11.

Although I know that most people probably have no objections, asking for opinions and making decisions directly are two different things.

Fu Yan also collected the apartment layouts and styles that everyone liked, planning to buy a few villas in the villa district for free once Wenren Lei had fully recovered.

It was a sunny day, and with nothing else to do, a group of people set up two goals in an open space and started playing soccer.

Maruko joined in the fun, using her little head to nudge the ball and shoot, and her aim was surprisingly good.

Wenren Lei played as a striker and had a great time with his friends.

Fu Yan took the time to carry Wenren Lei's pile of blood-stained kitten and pig dolls into the laundry room to wash them.

A few days ago, Fu Yan specifically put them away, as these things were not suitable for the elders to help wash.

He washed the bloodstains off each doll one by one, then washed them all with fragrance, and finally dried them slowly with fire.

Even with the A1-V's soundproofing function turned off, laughter from outside could still be heard intermittently.

"Sister Nian, are you sure you don't go overboard?! You've kicked three soccer balls to pieces!"

"You need to practice more! You're not even as good at kicking a ball as you are!"

"Awooo—!"

"Boss, look at her!"

"I think she's better than you."

Fu Yan smiled as he listened to these words, and had to admit that there were some atmospheres that friends could provide, but his lover could not.

"You seem to be in a good mood," A1-V said slowly.

"Hmm," Fu Yan added, "You failed in your duty."

A1-V finally waited until Fu Yan had time to judge it, and immediately said, "His act of biting your flesh was very sudden. I couldn't have predicted it, and even if I had, I couldn't have stopped it."

Fu Yan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle, but he remained calm and used a comb to fluff up the fur on the doll: "That's also dereliction of duty."

A1-V said, "I will reflect on myself."

Fu Yan did not respond. In a sense, A1-V's dereliction of duty was also equivalent to his own dereliction of duty.

A1-V is born from his will, and his behavior and logic are more or less influenced by him.

Just like when he first left Weicheng, Fu Yan was worried that the zombie virus in his body would infect Wenren Lei, so A1-V always interrupted them when they kissed.

"Brother Yan!" Wenren Lei's voice came from over.

As soon as Fu Yan turned around, Wenren Lei rushed into his arms. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from Wenren Lei's forehead: "Why did you stop playing?"

Wenren Lei wrapped his arms around Fu Yan's waist, tilted his head back and laughed, "There's a blizzard outside, it's affecting visibility." He stretched out his right leg, lifted his trouser leg to show Fu Yan, "I accidentally twisted my ankle just now, but it doesn't hurt at all."

"Let me see." Fu Yan squatted down, held his fair ankle to check, and found no swelling or redness.

Fu Yan gently pinched it: "Does it hurt like this?"

Wenren Lei spun around and jumped on the spot: "It doesn't hurt! Is it because my physique got stronger after I leveled up to 2S?"

Fu Yan stood up, his right ankle throbbing slightly. He secretly activated his healing ability to heal, saying, "Definitely, our little darling is getting more and more powerful."

Wenren Lei hugged Fu Yan's face and kissed him: "I'm going to take a shower first. Come to the living room later and watch a movie with everyone. Old Han is popping popcorn in the kitchen."

"Okay." Fu Yan reached out and ruffled his hair. "Go ahead."

Wenrenlei ran away in a flash, and even managed a shot into the air halfway there.

A1-V popped up and asked, "Aren't you going to tell him about the damage transfer?"

Fu Yan stroked the cheek that Wenren Lei had kissed, and continued drying the doll with satisfaction: "You should find someone."

A1-V: ?

After everyone finished showering and came to the living room, the movie officially started.

The curtains and lights in the living room were closed, with only a dim light reflected from the curtains, faintly illuminating everyone's faces.

The air was filled with the sweet aroma of popcorn. Everyone sat on the carpet or sofa. Wanzi squatted on Cheng Nianli's lap, munching on snacks and making a soft noise.

This kind of atmosphere always made Wenren Lei feel very at ease, and he leaned closer to Han Mingjie.

Han Mingjie asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, boss? I'm afraid Brother Yan will mess with me because you're so close."

Wenren Lei grabbed a handful of popcorn from Han Mingjie's bowl and stuffed it into her mouth. With her other hand, she took a photo out of Fu Yan's pocket and handed it to Han Mingjie.

"This was a candid shot of your sister sunbathing in the living room."

"Wow!" Han Mingjie immediately put down the popcorn bowl, rubbed her hands on her clothes, and carefully took the photo to look at it.

Wenren Lei took the opportunity to snatch Han Mingjie's popcorn bowl, stuffed it into Fu Yan's hand, and ate the popcorn one by one.

Han Mingjie stared intently at the photograph in the light of the movie, and gradually began to sob.

Yi Yang turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Lao Han? Did you cry while watching a comedy?"

Han Mingjie didn't say anything, but wiped away her tears and handed the photo to Yi Yang.

Yi Yang took it and looked at it against the light with Meng Fan: "Our sister is really pretty, just a little thin."

Meng Fan said softly, "We'll take good care of him once he's with us."

"Let me see." Cheng Nianli took the photo and looked at it with the girls. "I'll spend more time with her with Momo, Sister Meng, and I in the future. Don't worry, Lao Han."

After saying that, she returned the photo to Han Mingjie.

"Thank you everyone." Han Mingjie carefully put the photos away.

Wenren Lei nudged him with her shoulder: "Stop crying, gentlemen. Once we're settled back in District 11, we'll go to District 1 to pick them up."

Han Mingjie sniffled and said, "Boss, you're the one who cries the most among us."

Wenren Lei muttered under her breath, "Go to hell!"