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

Wen Chi, on the other side, hadn't eaten in a long time and was studying the chopsticks by himself.

During the meal, Wenren Yu recounted in detail the illusions he and Wenren Lei had experienced.

Wenren Lei buried her head in her pig's trotters, listening intently with her ears perked up.

Wenren Yu's memories contain an additional crucial element compared to his.

It is an experimental project called "Recreating the Genetic Creator".

The Zero Research Institute committed these atrocities in order to continuously improve the Zero Agent and cultivate another god-level experimental subject.

Wenren Lei looked up: "What kind of god-level experimental subject?"

Wenren Yu said, "Long before you and me, the research institute produced an experimental subject who was superior in every aspect."

"He was a perfect match for Serum Zero, possessing supernatural abilities, a long lifespan, and a robust physique capable of withstanding all kinds of extreme and harsh environments, without producing any experimental side effects."

"The research institute defined him as a god created through genetic modification. However, this experimental subject mysteriously disappeared after the modification was successful."

Fu Yan frowned slightly: "A bizarre disappearance?"

Wenren asked tearfully, "How bizarre was it?"

Wenren Yu said, "It wasn't that he escaped on his own, nor was he rescued. The experimental records from back then state that he disappeared into thin air in front of everyone."

"That's certainly bizarre." Wenren Lei looked at Wen Chi. "Old Wen, what do you think?"

Wen Chi was using serving chopsticks to put ribs into his bowl. He hadn't eaten human food in years, and he almost cried while eating.

"I don't remember. But one thing I do know is that after I woke up, Qin Qingqing remarked to me that before me, all the experimental subjects in the research institute were children under ten years old."

Upon hearing Wen Chi's words, a figure suddenly appeared in Wenren Lei's mind—the little boy with his eyes covered in the illusion.

Wenren Lei asked, "Is there any more detailed information about this god-level experimental subject?"

Wenren Yu said, "I know nothing about their name, appearance, age, or even gender."

Wenren Lei slowly nodded and recounted the story of the blindfolded boy. Finally, he said, "I can't tell whether it was just my hallucination or whether he really appeared in the research institute."

Wenren Yu suddenly looked at Fu Yan: "Were you ever kidnapped when you were a child?"

Wenren Lei looked at Fu Yan beside her as if in a daze. The color of his pupils after he turned into a zombie was very special. Wenren Lei once thought that red eyes were a characteristic of a quasi-zombie king.

But now, Qin Qingqing and Wen Chi are both Corpse Kings, yet both have hazy gray eyes, making Fu Yan's red pupils stand out.

At this moment, Wanzi rubbed against Wenren Lei's feet. He looked down and suddenly remembered that this little dog also had a pair of red eyes.

Fu Yan put down his chopsticks and pondered for a moment before saying, "As far as I know, I have never been kidnapped in my life."

Wenren Yu said in a deep voice, "Your ability to materialize this RV, I wonder if it can be considered a supernatural ability that transcends the laws of nature."

Fu Yan frowned: "Unfortunately, when this car was created in the space, I was not fully conscious and do not know how it appeared."

"These days, superpowers are incredibly diverse, and it's really hard to define what constitutes something beyond the laws of nature," Wenren Lei asked, resting her chin on her hand. "Oh my, what do you think?"

A1-V said shyly, "Is it my turn to be the main character now? Hehehe, it's a pity I don't have any memories stored from before I was born."

"It may not be related to eye color," Wen Chi said. "Qin Qingqing and I are both zombie kings catalyzed by the research institute, so we may be different from zombie kings that evolve naturally."

Wenren Yu said, "That makes sense. We've seen far too few Corpse Kings so far."

Wenren Lei felt a little dizzy and her eyes were unfocused as she said, "I wonder if that god-level experimental subject is still alive. If he cooperates with the research institute, we will have an extremely troublesome enemy."

Wenren Yu placed a piece of spare rib on his plate and said, "There are too few clues. Let's not guess anymore. Once we find Research Institute Zero, everything will be answered."

"Oh..." Wenren Lei buried her head in her rice, then suddenly looked up and asked, "Brother, how many points did I get on this trip?"

Wenren Yu glanced at him and curled the corners of her lips: "Not a single point. You didn't accept any missions, so where did you get the points?"

Wenren Lei froze, her chopsticks slipping from her hand. Her face fell, and she said, "What a huge loss!"

"What a huge loss~" Gu Zhengming mimicked his tone in a high-pitched voice.

"Tsk." Wenren Lei glared at him. "You're really boring."

"You're so boring~"

After dinner, everyone went back to their bedrooms to rest, preparing to set off back to Area 11 the next day.

Wenren Lei soaked in the bathtub, feeling like he was the emperor again. He had an ice pop in his mouth, humming a little off-key tune, and his arm was draped over the edge of the bathtub as he enjoyed Fu Yan's massage.

Wenren Lei, her back pressed against the bathtub, looked up at Fu Yan and chuckled.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, "What are you grinning about?"

Wenren Lei suddenly straightened up, knelt in the bathtub facing Fu Yan, and raised one hand to cover Fu Yan's eyes. He took a bite of his popsicle and said, "It really doesn't look like him."

Fu Yan, worried he might slip, reached out and supported his waist: "What do you mean, 'doesn't look like it'?"

Wenren Lei released her grip and said, "You don't look like that little boy in the illusion. Your lip shape is different, and that little boy has a red mole on the left side of his chin."

Fu Yan said gently, "My eyes only turned red after I became a zombie; they were normal when I was a child."

Wenren Lei lay back down in the bathtub, bit the popsicle back into her mouth, and mumbled, "It's not you who's the best. Being used as a guinea pig doesn't feel good at all."

"Hmm." Fu Yan looked at Wenren Lei's wet hair, his gaze heavy, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

Wenren Lei rested her head on the edge of the bathtub, closed her eyes, and hummed a song that was out of tune.

Fu Yan continued massaging his shoulders and neck, leaning closer to him and asking, "Are you that happy?"

"Of course I'm happy." Wenren Lei laughed. "I know that it wasn't my parents who were using me as a guinea pig, but I also picked up an uncle, even though he's a bit crazy."

Fu Yan pinched the back of his neck: "Like uncle, like nephew."

"Hmm?" Wenren Lei pulled the popsicle out of her mouth with a soft popping sound.

Fu Yan's eyes darkened instantly.

Wenren Lei, oblivious to the danger, tilted her head back and demanded of Fu Yan, "What do you mean?!"

Fu Yan's heart raced slightly as she watched. She leaned down and gently kissed his lips, admitting her mistake first: "I was wrong."

"You!" Wenren Lei covered her mouth, her ears burning. "Just speak, why are you using your mouth!"

Fu Yan nodded, feigning sudden realization: "So I misunderstood. I thought that was what it meant for you to be lying in front of me like this."

Wenren Lei covered her flushed face with both hands and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "You said before that you would make it up to me like that."

Fu Yan deliberately rubbed his nose against his ear: "I'm ready."

Wenren Lei trembled slightly, then hesitantly took out a semi-transparent black shirt from her spatial storage and handed it over, saying, "Here, for you."

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