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

"Never mind that for now, just kill them first."

Wenren Lei slung the dumpling over her shoulder, activated her superpower to alter the environment, and deployed countless flow-shaped cannons to the battlefield a hundred meters away, launching indiscriminate bombardment at the chaotic horde of zombies.

Fu Yan raised his hand and spread out a large area of ​​water element for Wenren Lei, incorporating some lightning element, which directly doubled the efficiency of killing enemies.

The Corpse King hadn't shown itself yet, and Fu Yan was worried it might play dirty tricks, so he added extra shielding abilities to the group.

Just then, thick, dark fog surged in from all directions at breakneck speed.

Fu Yan immediately took out gas masks and put them on the three humans. He couldn't sense the location of the zombie king, which could only mean that the other side's ability level was higher than his.

Four Red Stone-level zombies slowly emerged from the black mist, each surging with different elemental abilities, staring at the Wenren brothers, poised to strike.

One of the male corpses spoke in a gruff voice: "Brothers! The boss said, these two white-haired guys, dead or alive, just grab them!"

"yes!"

"clear!"

Gu Zhengming half-squatted down, immediately recruiting talent: "We also have a Corpse King here, wouldn't you consider joining us?"

Wenren Lei, in her honest recruitment post, said, "But following Fu Yan means there's no meat to eat."

Fu Yan replied in agreement, "I am ashamed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wenren Yu and Gu Zhengming swooped down and engaged in a fierce battle with the four Red Stone-level zombies.

The surrounding fog grew thicker and thicker, and Wenren Lei could no longer even see Fu Yan's face beside her, let alone the situation on the ground: "Brother! Can you hold on?"

"No problem." Wenren Yu's voice pierced through the thick fog. He did not use his special ability for the time being, but relied on his agility to assist Gu Zhengming in the battle.

Fu Yan continuously layered shielding abilities on the group, his voice sounding somewhat ethereal in the fog: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Focus on dealing with the zombie horde."

"Okay." Wenren Lei nodded.

His vision was completely filled with black mist, so he could only hold his breath and concentrate, relying on his senses to fire the grenade launcher.

"Tears, I..."

Wenren Lei didn't hear what Fu Yan whispered in her ear, and casually replied, "Okay."

This is very wrong; the thick fog is affecting his mind.

But the horde of zombies hadn't been cleared yet, so he couldn't stop attacking.

Even though Fu Yan had controlled a portion of the zombies, there were still thousands that had escaped from the massive zombie horde.

After an unknown amount of time, the roars of the zombie horde in the distance gradually subsided. Wenren Lei then withdrew her water element and prepared to go down and deal with the few redstone-level zombies.

The surroundings became quiet at some point, and the ground stopped shaking.

Wenren Lei rubbed her throbbing temples and called out, "Brother! How are you doing over there?"

The sounds of fighting below completely disappeared.

Wenren Lei took the hand that reached out from behind her: "Let's go down and take a look."

The two jumped to the ground, only to find empty ruins beneath their feet; Wenren Yu and Gu Zhengming were nowhere to be seen.

Wenren Lei frowned: "Brother? The one surnamed Gu?"

Only then did he notice that even the meatballs that had been perched on his head were gone.

Wenren Lei wanted to call out to Fu Yan, but when she turned around, she trembled with fear: "Holy crap!"

He abruptly shook off the cold hand in his palm and took a half step back.

The figure standing behind him couldn't be seen clearly, but it definitely wasn't Fu Yan.

Because Fu Yan doesn't have long, straight, black hair, nor is he a little kid who's just over a meter tall.

Wenren Lei immediately conjured a Tang sword and slashed straight at the target: "Whether you're human or ghost, die!"

"Little Golden Bean." A child's voice rang out.

Wenrenlei's knife abruptly stopped in mid-air: "Who are you calling?"

"Baby can't play with knives. Come back with your sister and drink milk powder." The little girl with the blurry face stepped forward, reached out and snatched his Tang sword, then casually threw it on the ground.

Wenren Lei looked bewildered, pointing at herself: "Huh? Drinking milk? Me?"

The little girl took his hand and walked ahead on her own, saying, "You were so naughty today. How could you run out by yourself? I was so scared."

Wenren Lei squinted her eyes. "Little girl, you're the one who's going to scare me to death, okay?"

The little girl led him forward, and the black mist around them gradually dissipated.

Wenren Lei looked up and was shocked to find that she had been taken into a research institute.

The research institute was lit by incandescent lights, and the pure white corridors reflected the stark white light so brightly it was dazzling.

Wenren Lei felt that her field of vision was strange, as if she were crawling on the ground.

As his dazed mind gradually cleared, Fu Yan knew he wouldn't let her be taken away without explanation, nor would he allow this little girl to silently take his place.

Wenren Lei instantly realized that she had probably entered an illusion.

He looked at the little girl's back. She was about six or seven years old, wearing a white onesie protective suit, with long black hair hanging straight down. She looked very familiar.

A thought suddenly flashed through Wenren Lei's mind, and he called out, "Child."

"What are you doing?" The little girl turned her head.

Wenren Lei finally saw her face clearly; she was practically a miniature version of the female corpse king.

Are there really people who never change their hairstyle from childhood to adulthood?!

No, no, the key point is, why is he holding hands with the young female zombie king? Could it be that this zombie king has been resurrected and has become young again?

Thinking of this, Wenren Lei once again conjured a Tang sword and slashed at the little girl without hesitation.

To everyone's surprise, the moment the blade touched her, it passed right through her neck without causing any harm.

Wenren Lei brandished the knife in her hand and asked, "Kid, are you a ghost?"

Just then, the two happened to pass by the full-length mirror in the corridor. Wenren Lei tilted her head and glanced at it, then jumped back in fright: "Holy crap, am I a ghost?"

He shook off the little girl's hand and rushed to the mirror to look at himself.

There was no tall, handsome old man named Wenren inside, only a chubby little baby wearing a onesie, carrying a Tang sword that was several times taller than himself.

The baby's features resemble Wenren Lei's when she was a child. The biggest difference between the baby and the one she grew up is that the round baby in the mirror now has a head of soft black hair.

Wenren Lei stood there blankly, threw away the knife, and pinched the tender flesh of her round face: "So young, like a ball."

"Oh, little golden bean!" The little girl stepped forward and took his hand again. "You were so disobedient today! You're a year old now, you should be more sensible!"

He let the ball be led away, then raised a hand and tossed his dark hair aside: "Kid, what's the name of this research institute?"

The little girl corrected her, "You should call me Sister Qingqing!"

Wenren Lei replied perfunctorily, "Sister Qingqing."

After he finished speaking, he raised an eyebrow and found that his voice had suddenly turned into a very cute and sweet voice.

He pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, and tried to let out a small burp.

"Good girl." Qingqing said with a serious expression, "It's called Zero Research Institute, have you forgotten? That's right, your brain is small, you're a little silly."

Wenren Lei narrowed his eyes and, in a childish voice, uttered a surprisingly mature rebuttal: "Can you refrain from personal attacks?" Suddenly, a thought struck him: "Then isn't my brother here too?"

"Yes. Brother Xiaoyu is in the room."

Wenren Lei got goosebumps all over. Little Rain Brother? I'm the damn Grandpa Rainstorm!

He threatened, "Take me to see my brother, or I'll make you cry."