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

"Hmm." Fu Yan had a vague idea as well. Wenren Lei's throat was only itchy, not sore. He couldn't bear it for her at all. Perhaps only the Corpse King's superpower could do that.

"What is its special ability?" Wenren Lei asked.

"The main ability should be fusion, and the Corpse King's exclusive ability is clones," Fu Yan said.

Wenren Lei frowned: "A clone? How does it transform into someone else's appearance? And this... cough..." He swallowed hard, temporarily stopping the itch in his throat, "And where does the ability to make someone cough come from?"

Fu Yan's expression was grim: "Disguise is most likely an ability of the lizard mutant. The other one is unknown; it may have fused with more than one mutant."

"You big bastard, notify Yi Yang and tell them to protect Huang Yijie. This Corpse King is too strange; I'm worried about him."

"Okay." The big jerk chuckled. Wenren Lei's words, "I'm worried about him," were probably meant to annoy him.

Fu Yan sighed heavily in agreement, and Wenren Lei in front of him immediately chuckled.

Arriving at the door of Lu Shen's two-bedroom apartment on the first floor, Wenren Lei hesitated for a moment before gently knocking on the door with her finger.

Two knocks were made, and the two waited at the door for a while, but no one answered.

Wenrenlei took two steps back and kicked the door open.

The house was dark, with the lights off.

Wenren Lei took out a flashlight and shone it on. The room was as clean and tidy as ever. He stepped inside, and Fu Yan closed the door behind him.

"Grandma Li? Lu Shen?"

No one responded.

The two exchanged a glance and then opened the doors to check each room.

Wenren Lei walked into Lu Shen's room, holding up a flashlight to look around. The room was still furnished the same as before: a bed and a clothes rack.

The difference is that the small single bed has been replaced by a large double bed.

Wenren Lei paused for a moment, then slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to touch the rough, thick bed sheet.

He vaguely remembered that the old lady with faltering steps once said she would save up points to buy him a comfortable big bed.

Grandma Li has a job mending and washing clothes in the laundry room. She's slow, and earning ten points a month is considered a good income. I wonder how many clothes she has to mend and wash to earn this big bed.

Wenren Lei felt a pang of sadness and covered her mouth, coughing softly.

Grandma Li's house is not large and the furnishings are very simple. There isn't even a decent wardrobe, so it's almost impossible for anyone to hide there.

If there's no one on the surface, then there really is no one there.

The whereabouts of this grandfather and grandson are unknown, and they are likely in grave danger.

Wenren Lei suddenly felt something was wrong with the touch in his palm. He lifted the bed sheet and found a stack of papers underneath.

He picked it up and looked through it. It was a blueprint manuscript of a crystal core generator. The handwriting was so ugly that it seemed like it was written by a human, like Huang Yijie's handwriting.

Wenren Lei took out the cooperation agreement signed by Huang Yijie and compared the handwriting: "It really is his."

Lu Shen certainly fits the description of someone who knew about Huang Yijie's conversation with Wenren Lei and had the opportunity to tamper with Huang Yijie's communications.

However, Wenrenlei did not believe that Lu Shen had done it.

Lu Shen went from being a superhuman to an ordinary person because he suffered greatly at the research institute. During his disappearance, Huang Yijie took good care of his grandmother.

Moreover, Wenren Lei could tell that Lu Shen and Huang Yiyun had a very deep relationship.

Lu Shen is the least likely person to work for the research institute.

Now that Lu Shen is gone, the Corpse King has been using his face to swindle and deceive people in the base for who knows how long.

Not only did they impersonate him, they also tried to frame him for stealing the crystal core generator technology.

"Isn't this going too far?" Wenren Lei gritted her teeth, her anger rising.

"Tears." Fu Yan strode in from outside, reached out and helped him up.

Wenren Lei casually tucked the stack of manuscripts into her ring: "What's wrong?"

"Shh." Fu Yan pulled him behind the door. "Someone's sneaking in."

Wenren Lei immediately fell silent. Anyone who sneaked into Grandma Li's house at this time was either a murderer or a murderer. He wanted to see which fool was behind all this.

The front door creaked open, and a series of very light footsteps entered. The person walked into the living room and quietly fumbled around for something.

The small living room was quickly searched, and then the person turned slightly and walked towards Lu Shen's bedroom.

Wenren Lei quietly conjured a flowing dagger, held it in her hand, and tensed up, ready to strike.

The door was gently pushed open, and Wenren Lei held her breath.

A black figure walked in, the beam of a flashlight sweeping back and forth in the room.

"Bang--!"

Wenren Lei kicked the door shut, grabbed the man's neck with one hand, raised a dagger to his throat with the other, and said coldly, "Don't move."

"I surrender!" the man said. "Don't be impulsive, I surrender."

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow. That voice…

"Liao Xingwei?"

The person with the knife pressed against their neck paused, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "Wenren Lei?"

Wenren Lei narrowed her eyes, released Liao Xingwei, and kicked him hard in the butt.

Liao Xingwei staggered forward a few steps and collapsed onto the bed.

Wenren Lei turned on her flashlight and shone it on Liao Xingwei: "You've been following me?"

Liao Xingwei rolled over and lay half-reclined on the bed, raising his hand to block out the light: "I didn't follow you, I came here following the clues."

"A clue?" Wenren Lei approached step by step, holding a flashlight and shining it on Liao Xingwei's face, scrutinizing him closely. "What clue do you have?"

The skin didn't have any scales reflecting light, and Wenren Lei secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it wasn't the Corpse King in disguise.

Liao Xingwei had to cover his eyes with his sleeve: "What's the approximate direction your team is heading?"

Wenren Lei paused, then laughed in exasperation, continuing to shine the flashlight at him: "Isn't this stalking?"

Liao Xingwei said, "Your route is just one clue. I also referred to the search area of ​​District 11 and..."

"Alright," Wenren Lei interrupted him impatiently. "If you're so capable of running away, why don't you go find the Corpse King yourself? What kind of nonsense is it to follow someone else's route?"

Liao Xingwei spoke very frankly: "I think your 10G capabilities are strong, and you are the most likely to find the Corpse King."

Wenren Lei stepped onto the edge of the bed and leaned over to look at Liao Xingwei: "It's a fact that we're strong. But you, you broke the rules and sneaked out of the base. You'll be expelled."

Liao Xingwei abruptly moved the arm that was blocking his eyes, looked at Wenren Lei in the light, and after a long while, said, "I was in the wrong this time. I ran away on my own. Don't involve my teammates."

Wenren Lei chuckled lightly, deliberately waving her flashlight in his eyes: "Even after being banished, you still run out to find the Corpse King. What are you after?"

Liao Xingwei lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I want to prove to Ayu that I am capable of standing by his side."

Wenren Lei chuckled teasingly: "Then you've misunderstood. As long as it's someone my brother likes, it doesn't matter even if they're a good-for-nothing."