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

The carriage was warmed up by Fu Yan's supernatural power.

Wenren Lei leaned against Fu Yan's chest, and every now and then she would raise her hand, which was adorned with a ring, and ask, "Does it look good?"

"Okay," Fu Yan replied.

Wenren Lei placed her hand in Fu Yan's palm: "Feel it."

Fu Yan then obediently rubbed the platinum ring with his fingertips.

Just then, the walkie-talkie used for communication suddenly crackled.

Han Mingjie's voice came from inside: "Calling the boss! Calling the boss! Over."

Wenren Lei leaned on Fu Yan's shoulder and pressed the button: "Boss, received. Please speak. Over."

Han Mingjie: "Your neighbor, Aunt Sun, wants to borrow some grain. Do you agree?" Over.

Aunt Sun, Wenren Lei does have some impression of her. She is the mother of Fan Yicheng, the manager of Warehouse Center No. 1. She always sees people as calculating and loves to stir up trouble and instigate others to cause trouble. Being targeted by her is not a good thing.

Wenren tearfully said, "If you disagree, kick them out. Just say they're so poor they can't afford to eat. Over."

Han Mingjie: "Received. Over."

Yi Yang, panting heavily after killing the zombies, said, "Boss and Lao Han are pretty professional. Over."

Han Mingjie: "Old Yi, you're not bad either. Over."

Yi Yang: "I still prefer you calling me class monitor. Over."

Han Mingjie: "Class monitor. Over."

Chi Qingmo probably couldn't hold back any longer and complained in the channel: "Do you guys really have to end this?"

Han Mingjie: "You want one too. Over."

Cheng Nianli: "Ignore them, they're just a bunch of chuunibyou (delusional teenagers). Over."

Chi Qingmo was silent for a moment, then said somewhat awkwardly, "Aunt Sun has already been chased away. Oh...over."

Wenren Lei laughed a few times: "Well done. Over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yan, who had been quietly holding Wenren Lei, suddenly reached for the walkie-talkie, pressed the button, and muttered a few words: "Lei Lei, over."

The channel fell into complete silence.

The next second, the walkie-talkie exploded, and laughter came one after another.

Wenren Lei buried her face in Fu Yan's neck, laughing so hard she was shaking: "How could you follow the trend like this?"

Fu Yan repeated it again with a serious expression: "Tears, over."

Wenren Lei couldn't help but kiss his cheek: "Good brother Yan, so smart."

A group of people in the channel were joking around when Meng Fan, who hadn't spoken until now, finally spoke up: "Boss, I think I saw Fu Xing."

Wenren Lei immediately pulled away from Fu Yan's arms: "Where are you?"

Meng Fan said, "The military has set up a survivor resettlement point at the farmers' market."

Wenren Lei started the car: "I'll be there soon. Don't act rashly. Our bottom line is not to antagonize the military."

"Yes, I understand."

Wenrenlei floored the accelerator and sped towards the farmers' market.

Half an hour later, Wenrenlei arrived, and Meng Fan and Yi Yang were waiting for him at the parking lot.

Wenren Lei turned around and shoved the meatballs into Fu Yan's hands, adding, "Brother Yan, you're not allowed to get out of the car. Wait for me to come back, okay?"

Although Fu Yan didn't understand why they had to separate after saying they wouldn't, he still obediently nodded.

Wenren Lei and the two others gathered together and hurriedly walked into the wind and snow.

After taking only two steps, Wenren Lei stopped and said to Yi Yang, "I'm really worried about Brother Yan. Squad leader, go to the car and keep an eye on him. He's a zombie, so he can't be discovered. Contact him on the walkie-talkie if anything happens."

"Leave it to me." Yi Yang immediately turned back.

Wenren Lei and Meng Fan continued walking forward. Meng Fan said, "Niannian is still watching. She's not far ahead."

"Okay, let's go."

The two entered a residential building. Meng Fan said, "We can't get too close, or we'll be discovered. This building has a good view, and the zombies inside have been cleared out. Nian Nian is on the rooftop."

"it is good."

The two climbed up to the seventeenth floor and arrived at the rooftop.

Cheng Nianli was leaning over the wall with binoculars in hand.

"You've arrived." Cheng Nianli handed the binoculars to Wenren Lei.

Wenrenlei took it and looked in the direction of the farmers' market.

A buffer zone was set up at the market entrance, where survivors gathered to register and pass through checks before entering the resettlement area.

The resettlement site has already taken in many survivors, and patrol teams can be seen everywhere; everything is in good order.

He soon spotted Fu Xing in front of a steaming tent. The kid was always causing trouble at the resettlement site; while the other survivors were queuing for food, he insisted on cutting in line.

Wenren Lei smiled as she held the binoculars, exhaling a breath of warm air from her thin lips: "Fu Xing, you've really lived up to expectations."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Nianli asked. "Are you furious?"

Wenren Lei put down her binoculars: "I genuinely find it interesting."

Cheng Nianli looked at Meng Fan: "See? He's really gone mad."

Meng Fan asked with some concern, "Boss, are you alright?"

Wenren tearfully replied, "I'm fine."

Cheng Nianli asked, "Then what are you so happy about?"

Wenren Lei said, "The military's resettlement sites are strictly regulated and place the highest value on order. Even if they are relatively lenient in managing the survivors, those who cause trouble and are full of bad intentions will be expelled sooner or later."

Cheng Nianli nodded: "Is this Fu Xing the kind of person who causes trouble?"

"More than that." Wenren Lei looked at the resettlement site through the binoculars again. "He was spoiled rotten by his family since he was a child. Before the apocalypse, he was in and out of jail every now and then. Moreover, he killed his own brother."

In his field of vision, Fu Xing snatched a steamed bun from a little girl's hand. The child chased after him crying, but he turned back, spat, and strode away.

Cheng Nianli remained silent for a long time, her voice trembling slightly: "His brother... is it Fu Yan?"

"Um."

The atmosphere on the rooftop instantly turned somber. Meng Fan remained silent for a moment, then coldly said, "Then I'll stay here and wait for him to be expelled before arresting him and taking him back immediately."

Wenren Lei said, "There are many changes in the end times. We don't have that much time to wait. We have to get him out now."

Cheng Nianli's eyes welled up with tears: "What should we do?"

Wenren Lei said, "We can only bleed a little."

An hour later, Wenren Lei arrived at the entrance of the farmers' market in a semi-trailer truck fully loaded with supplies.

The sentry on duty raised his hand to signal the vehicle to stop: "Please stop for inspection."

Wenren Lei jumped out of the car: "Thank you for your hard work. Is this our military's temporary base?"

The sentry said, "Yes, line up over there to register, and you can enter after the check."

Wenren Lei pulled down her goggles and laughed, "I'm not here to seek refuge. I'm here to deliver some supplies. I thought there were many people here, and they must be short of food and medicine."

As he spoke, he looked at the half-carriage behind him.

The sentry was genuinely surprised and saluted: "Thank you for your donation. I'll go and report to the commander right away."

Wenren Lei nodded: "Thank you for your trouble."

The sentry hurried off to report, while Wenren Lei jumped back into the car to wait.

He glanced at the fully loaded train carriage behind him; the plan originally wouldn't have required so many supplies.

But no matter what, Wenren Lei always wanted to contribute more to the country.

These supplies are a drop in the ocean for him, but they can genuinely reduce the burden on the military, which is a good thing.

Wenren Lei put her hands behind her head, looked at the orderly queue of people at the entrance of the farmers' market, and gently exhaled a breath of white air.