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

Fu Yan, unaware of the situation, put his arm around Wenren Lei's shoulder and followed behind the little tree ball, saying, "Don't underestimate it just because it's a sheep; its intelligence is beyond imagination."

Wenren Lei: ? ? ?

"To be honest, Fu Yan, you are far more unimaginable than it is."

As they walked, Wenren Lei realized that this little tree ball seemed unable to turn corners.

Even when there was no road ahead, it didn't detour, but headed straight for a two-story villa.

Wenren Lei couldn't help but remind him, "Brother Mei? You're about to bang your head against the wall."

As soon as he finished speaking, the small villa blocking the way silently slid to the side, making way for him.

The little tree ball paused in place, spun half a circle, bleated, and continued to wriggle forward.

"Huh?" Wenren Lei turned to look at Fu Yan. "Is it mocking me?"

"No," Fu Yan explained seriously, "it's definitely praising you."

"I don't believe it." Wenren Lei felt humiliated, bent down, plucked two leaves from the small tree ball, threw them on the ground, and stomped on them hard. "You dare to insult me."

The little tree ball stood frozen in place for two seconds, then silently stretched out two leaves and swept away the crushed leaves that had been trampled on.

"Meow...meow..."

It dripped pale green liquid, dragging its injured branches and leaves, and continued to move forward.

"Meow..."

Wenren Lei: ? ? ?

"I really don't understand you zombies."

"Meow...meow..."

"Can you stop making it like this? It tastes like cumin."

Fu Yan chuckled softly, half-squatted down, and used his healing ability to touch the little tree ball: "Don't cry, just lead the way."

The little tree ball stopped moaning, shook its leaves, and continued walking forward.

It was originally standing right in front of the two of them, but after being treated, it quietly moved half a step towards Fu Yan.

"Haha." Wenren Lei chuckled dryly. "Did it think I wouldn't notice?"

Upon hearing this, the little tree ball reluctantly moved back to the center.

Fu Yan patted Wenren Lei's head: "Don't argue with a tree."

"Tch." Wenren Lei said, "I originally thought there was no defense mechanism here, and anyone could come in if they wanted to. Now it seems that everyone has been completely controlled by the zombie tree from the moment they entered the town."

Fu Yan said, "Indeed, if the zombie tree were willing, anyone who breaks in would probably never be able to leave."

Suddenly, a rustling sound of tree branches scraping against the ground came from directly in front of us.

The little tree ball didn't care at all that others would notice these strange things, and continued to walk straight ahead with the two of them.

Wenrenlei gradually saw the situation at the source of the sound.

Just like the zombie conveyor belts in the woods outside the town, there was also a similar tree branch conveyor belt on the ground ahead, except that it carried human corpses and various supplies.

There were only two people on the conveyor belt, their limbs and abdomens pierced and wrapped by vines, firmly fixed in place.

Judging from the state of the body, the person had only been dead for a short time.

Wenrenlei seemed to be deep in thought: "These are the people who broke into the town. This giant zombie tree catches and eats both zombies and humans; it really doesn't lose out on itself at all."

Fu Yan further enhanced Wenren Lei's shielding ability and nodded, saying, "Be careful, the direction it's taking us is the same as the direction of the tree branch conveyor belt."

Wenren Lei looked at him: "In other words, these corpses were transported to the research institute to be consumed by the experimental subjects who were taking crystal cores."

"Probably."

The two followed the little tree ball for another half hour, accompanied by two peaceful corpses along the way.

The little tree ball only stopped when it left the town's borders and stepped into the snow-covered woodland.

"Have we arrived?" Wenren Lei asked.

The little tree ball shook its leaves, stretched out a small branch, and pointed forward: "Meow."

Wenren Lei looked at the dense, impenetrable forest ahead: "You mean we'll arrive if we keep going straight ahead?"

The little tree ball shook its leaves again: "Meow."

"Okay." Wenren Lei reached out and took Fu Yan's hand, leading them into the woods.

"Meow." The little tree ball happily shook its leaves, finally getting rid of this big bad guy. It turned around with a smug look on its face, ready to go back along the vines and continue to be a green belt.

At that moment, an evil voice drifted out.

"Brother Yan, I think we can bring this back to the compound; it should be very useful for cleaning."

The little tree ball even dropped two leaves in fright: "What?"

"Okay." Fu Yan turned around, raised his hand, and put the small tree ball and the vine connected to it into his spatial storage.

Wenren Lei nodded in satisfaction.

The two continued deeper into the area following the conveyor belt, and the trees blocking their path silently moved aside, making way for them.

After more than ten minutes, a wide-open space appeared before us.

After they passed by, the woods behind them slowly closed in, sealing off the clearing once more.

In the center of the open space, thick vines coiled into a giant hemisphere, and a conveyor belt slowly carried corpses and supplies into the sphere.

"The research institute is surrounded by this vine ball?" Wenren Lei stepped on the snow and circled the giant vine ball, examining it closely.

"Yes."

Wenren Lei stood on the conveyor belt, trying to sneak in undetected. When he got close to the vine wall, he was almost bounced away.

He took out a chainsaw from his spatial storage and began sawing the vine ball vigorously.

The vines are incredibly clever; when Wenrenlei's chainsaw moves forward, the vines move backward, and when Wenrenlei moves backward, the vines move forward.

After most of the day had passed, a lot of oil had been burned, and the vine ball had suffered zero damage.

Wenren Lei put away the chainsaw, intending to have Fu Yan set the forest on fire.

Fu Yan half-squatted on the ground and touched the ground exposed at the edge of the vine ball: "The research institute was originally in the town, but it was moved to this forest by the zombie tree."

Wenren Lei walked over and saw that Fu Yan's fingertips were touching a piece of bluestone paving stone, exactly the same as the paving stones in the town.

The surrounding open space was dirty and messy, with bloodstains on the snow and fallen leaves from the zombie tree and zombie corpses piled up into a small hill at the very edge.

"Isn't this zombie tree supposed to be a germaphobe? How come this place is so dirty?" Wenren Lei walked to the front of the zombie mountain. The zombies' skulls had been pried open. The zombie tree had piled the crystal cores here after eating them.

Wenren Lei stepped on the dead zombie, and blackish-green liquid seeped out from the edge of his shoe, startling him and causing him to take a few steps back.

"This is the trash can it chose." Fu Yan picked up Wenren Lei, walked to a relatively clean patch of snow, and half-squatted down to wipe Wenren Lei's shoes with an alcohol wipe.

"That's very strange. Judging from the sanitation, the zombie tree clearly hates the research institute, but it obediently helps the institute transport human corpses and supplies."

As the two were talking, two muffled thuds were heard, and two more zombie corpses were thrown onto the hill.

Wenren Lei looked in the direction the corpse had flown from and simply leaped over it.

Ten meters away from the research institute, the zombie tree used its dense forest to create a secluded area for itself, which it kept spotless.

The conveyor belt brought in zombies, and the zombie tree extended its sharp branches to pry out the crystal cores. Then, it pinched them together with two branches, wiped them clean in the snow, and finally stuffed them into the tree crevice.

Then, the conveyor belt suddenly surged forward, carrying the used zombie bullets to the research institute.