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

In contrast, the courtyard was a picture of tranquility and peace.

As requested by Wen Chi, Fu Yan built a spacious laboratory for him behind the warehouse.

The medical equipment and experimental devices that were stockpiled in the Fu family's warehouse will come in handy now.

Fu Yan selected suitable instruments from the space and did his best to help Wen Chi set up the laboratory.

Seeing this, several strong men in the yard joined in to help.

Wen Chi himself, with his exceptional social skills, had quickly become familiar with the people in the compound and was now leisurely fishing with them.

The aroma of grilled fish filled the yard. A grill was set up by the pond, and the fish that were caught were processed and grilled immediately.

In the frozen wasteland of the post-apocalyptic world, having such a fresh bite is a true luxury.

Maruko and A1-V circled around Chef Han, who was grilling fish.

Despite wearing sunglasses, Wenren Lei maintained her steady performance, failing to catch a single fish in the densely populated pond.

"Cho!" Wenren Lei threw down her fishing rod angrily. "I'm not fishing anymore."

A burst of cheerful laughter came from nearby. Wen Chi, who was also unable to catch any fish, said calmly, "Young man, you're too impetuous."

"Tch." Wenren Lei moved her small stool a couple of steps closer to Wen Chi. "I said, what are you doing with that lab?"

Wen Chi had a tender leaf in his mouth, which looked like he had plucked it from a sheep.

He put his hands behind his head: "To treat you and the little fish."

"Huh?" Wenren Lei pulled down her sunglasses, revealing her eyes as she looked at him. "Illness? You mean the aftereffects of the experiment, right? Like this white-haired guy."

"uh-huh."

Wenren Lei confidently brushed a stray hair from her forehead: "Thank you, but I don't think that's necessary. I think it's very cool."

"You're naive," Wen Chi coaxed gently. "Does your head hurt? Do you feel like emotional breakdowns are a regular occurrence for you?"

After hearing these words, Wenren Lei slowly leaned back in her chair.

His gaze fell on the A1-V, which had been knocked over by the ball and was spinning its wheels with a creaking sound.

"It seems so. Sometimes I can't control my emotions and I always want to do something destructive. Like right now, I kind of want to take Aiyowei apart and turn it into a harpoon."

The A1-V, its wheels stopped turning, remained upside down, earnestly asking, "What have I done wrong this time?"

"Hehe, I was just saying." Wenren Lei gave it a perfunctory smile and continued, "But my head hasn't hurt in a long time."

Wen Chi nodded and said, "This is the aftereffect. Your brother's is much worse than yours. When you both lose control one day, you'll become idiots, not even as smart as the low-level zombies on the street."

Wenren Lei suddenly remembered the argument he had with Wenren Yu in the command center office. He realized that his brother had been affected by the side effects of the experiment, which was why he spoke to him that way.

Wenren Lei sat up abruptly, grabbing Wen Chi's sleeve and shaking it: "Uncle, please, save my brother."

Wen Chi was flattered by being called "uncle" and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'll definitely use this half of my brain to create a medical miracle."

"Uncle is awesome!" Han Mingjie cheered from afar.

Wen Chi immediately clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Good lad, you've got potential!"

"Tsk, is your half-brain reliable...?" Wenren Lei said, "Once I find a way to get more crystal cores, you can eat them and grow a complete brain."

Wen Chi said lazily, "You even know about zombie medicine?"

Having been ill for a long time, Wenren Lei was quite confident about this: "I don't know anything about it, but I've raised one before, so I have experience."

Wen Chi laughed: "Is it your romantic love story with Fu Yan?"

Wenren Lei felt a surge of secret pleasure and waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing to mention."

He suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, let me remove the water from your head. I secretly put it there in Xinchen before. Soaking your brain in water for too long will affect your IQ, right?"

Wen Chi waved his hand, "No need, I'll drink it."

Wenren Lei was shocked: "Huh? You can drink this? You're disgusting."

Wen Chi raised his hand and flicked his forehead: "You have no manners."

"Ouch!" Wenren Lei cried out, clutching her head, but then realized it didn't hurt.

This has happened more than once or twice; I haven't felt pain in a long time.

He slowly looked toward the laboratory, where Fu Yan was carrying a long table and had just walked in.

Seeing Wenren Lei's absent-minded look, Wen Chi said, "Just ask whatever you want to ask."

Wenren Lei nodded slowly. He did have some questions he wanted to ask, but he wanted Fu Yan to speak first.

If it really has something to do with Fu Yan, he will definitely make Fu Yan explain how he will eat spicy food in the future, because now even spicy snacks don't taste spicy!

However, he did have a question for Wen Chi: "Uncle, do you still have any memories of my parents? Are they... still alive?"

Wen Chi reeled in his line, changed the bait, and cast again: "It's not dead."

Wenren Lei was somewhat surprised: "Are you that sure?"

Wen Chi grinned: "If you don't know the truth, let's assume a good outcome first."

Wenren Lei asked, somewhat disappointed, "What's the point?"

"Of course, little one." Wen Chi pulled out a lollipop from somewhere, tore open the wrapper, and handed it to Wenren Lei.

"Thank you." Wenren Lei took the candy and silently chewed on it.

Wen Chi placed his fishing rod on the rod holder, his posture relaxed, and said, "Whether they're dead or alive, we have to find Research Institute Zero. Since we have no choice but to do this, we might as well maintain a good attitude, don't you think?"

Wenren Lei crunched on the candy and said, "This kind of mentality is good, but if the result is bad, the sense of disappointment will be huge."

"Then you should cry and make a fuss when the time comes. Once you've vented, it'll all pass." Wen Chi's fishing rod suddenly bent downwards, and he laughed loudly, "Uncle's caught a fish, give it your all!"

Wenren Lei stared at his profile for a few seconds, then smiled knowingly, put the candy in her mouth, picked up her fishing rod, and cast the line again: "I'll catch a fish right away!"

"Ambitious."

Wen Chi put the fish he had caught into the bucket, then turned to look at Han Mingjie's sister and called out, "Miss Mingyue~"

Han Mingyue was squatting on the ground, staring blankly at Wanzi and A1-V. When she heard Wen Chi's voice, she turned her head to look over.

Wen Chi shook the small bucket in his hand: "Could you please pass this bucket to Han Mingjie?"

Han Mingyue walked over and carefully took the small bucket: "Hmm!"

"Thanks."

Han Mingyue walked up to Han Mingjie and handed him a bucket of water: "Brother."

Han Mingjie accepted it: "Thanks, little sister~"

The medical school's family intervention program for autism recommends that Han Mingyue participate in more simple activities, which will help with her recovery.

As dusk slowly fell, lights came on by the fishpond, and the people working in the courtyard gathered to eat and rest.

Wenren Lei, having finished his meal, leaned lazily against Fu Yan's shoulder, feeling sleepy. He looked around at everyone present and asked, "Where's my brother?"

Fu Yan said, "On the courtyard wall."

"I'll go see him," Wenren Lei said.