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

A short while later, three figures strode out from the resettlement site.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group was around forty years old. He was tall and straight, with sharp eyes and a clean, strong facial structure. He exuded a calm and collected aura that came from years of experience on the battlefield. He was clearly Commander Liu.

The two guards behind him were fully armed, each holding a gun.

Wenren Lei's eyes were practically sparkling with excitement.

That's so cool!

Wenrenlei jumped out of the car, quickly stepped forward, and took the initiative to extend her hand to Commander Liu.

Commander Liu grasped Wenren Lei's hand and said, "Hello, my surname is Liu."

Wenren Lei said humbly, "Commander Liu, hello. My name is Fu Yunyi."

Commander Liu was very approachable. He took Wenren Lei's hand and led her into the resettlement area, saying, "Mr. Fu, please have a seat inside."

Wenren Lei quickly waved her hand: "No need to trouble yourself. I came here to donate supplies. Please arrange for someone to move the things in as soon as possible so I can get home before dark."

Commander Liu knew perfectly well that a young man driving a semi-trailer to deliver supplies in the apocalypse was no ordinary person.

These people are either rich or noble, and most of them have their own emergency shelters, which are much more comfortable than here. Therefore, I did not persuade Wenren Lei to stay at the resettlement point.

Commander Liu said, "Mr. Fu is so young, yet he has such a strong sense of righteousness; it's truly rare."

Wenren Lei said modestly, "Commander, you flatter me. I only did my best."

Commander Liu said, "I'll arrange for people to transport the supplies right away."

The semi-trailer was driven into the resettlement site, and the guards moved two chairs under the shed. Commander Liu and Wenren Lei sat together and chatted.

Commander Liu wasn't stupid; he directly asked Wenren Lei, "You donated so many supplies, is it really just to make a contribution?"

Wenren Lei's expression changed, her face showing a hint of embarrassment at being seen through: "As expected, I couldn't hide it from you."

Commander Liu smiled kindly: "Mr. Fu has made such a great contribution. If you have any difficulties, please feel free to tell us and see if we can help you solve them."

Wenren Lei lowered her head: "It's like this, my eldest nephew and his wife have two sons. The eldest son was bitten by a zombie when the apocalypse first came and couldn't be saved. Just a few days ago, their second son went missing too. When the couple went out to look for their child, they were also eaten by zombies. Now, the whole family is left with only one son."

Wenren Lei held Commander Liu's hand: "I want to ask you for your help in finding the child so that I can bring him home and let his parents rest in peace."

Here, Wenren Lei suddenly remembered Fu Yangang's zombie appearance, and her eyes reddened.

To outsiders, it seemed as if they genuinely cared for their missing grand-nephew.

Commander Liu genuinely liked this young man; he was capable, cared for his family, and had a strong sense of righteousness—a truly outstanding young man.

He patted Wenrenlei's hand: "We can help. Tell us what the child looks like and how old he is, and we'll keep an eye out when we go out to search and rescue. We'll contact you as soon as we find him."

Wenren Lei was overjoyed: "Thank you. The child's name is Fu Xing, he is 20 years old, about 1.8 meters tall, and has a handsome appearance."

Commander Liu said to the guard beside him, "Write it down."

"Yes!" The guard scribbled on the paper with his pen.

At this moment, Commander Liu suddenly became suspicious: "You don't look very old, yet you call his father nephew?"

Wenren Lei said, "I am of a higher generation; I am considered Fu Xing's second grandfather."

Wenren Lei wasn't lying.

Fu Yan and Fu Xingzhen have a great-uncle named Fu Yunyi, who is in his twenties and also lives in Weicheng. He spends his days partying and doing nothing productive with Fu Xingzhen. They are good brothers.

I wonder if that coward Fu Yunyi has turned into a zombie.

Wenren Lei's mix of truth and falsehood was the least likely to be exposed. After listening, Commander Liu nodded in agreement.

Just then, the guard who was writing suddenly said, "Commander, this Fu Xing seems to be in our resettlement point."

Upon hearing this, Wenren Lei stood up excitedly: "Really! How is he doing? Is he safe?"

Commander Liu comforted Wenren Lei and said to the guard, "Bring me the documents to take a look."

"yes!"

The guards quickly brought over Fu Xing's registration information, which Commander Liu then opened and looked at.

With the basic information matching, Commander Liu's gaze fell on the second page of the behavior record. He remained silent for a few seconds, then his lips twitched slightly.

Fu Xingjin had accumulated a lot of bad deeds in less than a week at the resettlement site: fighting, stealing supplies, bullying the weak, and even inciting other survivors to demand extra meals.

The resettlement site has its own rules. The first two violations will result in a verbal warning, and the third violation will lead to expulsion.

However, since it was the beginning of the apocalypse, driving people away was tantamount to cutting off their means of survival, so the resettlement site relaxed its punishment for Fu Xing.

Commander Liu glanced at Wenren Lei without saying a word, and found him even more pleasing to the eye. Not only did he send a huge amount of supplies, but he also wanted to take this hot potato home. What a fine young man!

Commander Liu looked at Wenren Lei with a kind expression and said, "Good news, Fu Xing is indeed here."

Wenren Lei exclaimed repeatedly, "That's wonderful, wonderful!" He grasped Commander Liu's hand again and asked eagerly, "Can I take him home?"

Commander Liu was incredibly excited: "Yes! After unloading the supplies, let him drive out in the semi-trailer. Please be extra careful on your return journey."

Wenren Lei hugged Commander Liu: "Thank you so much!"

At this moment, Fu Xing, who hadn't even finished two steamed buns, was lying on the communal bed cursing. He couldn't eat or sleep well, and Fu Xing, who had been pampered all his life, felt that he might as well be dead.

At that moment, a guard entered: "Fu Xing."

Fu Xing sat up: "What are you doing?"

"Your grandfather has come to pick you up."

"My grandfather died a long time ago, okay?"

Do you know Fu Yunyi?

Fu Xingteng immediately stood up: "I know him! He's my grandfather! Take me to see him quickly."

The guard shook his head and led Fu Xing to the half-hanging object.

Fu Xing asked, "What do you mean?"

The guard said, "This is the truck your grandfather used to donate supplies. He's waiting for you at the gate. Just drive out and find him."

Fu Xing's eyes widened in disbelief. Such a large truck carrying donated supplies meant that Fu Yunyi must have even more food in reserve.

He could almost see himself enjoying the good life with Fu Yunyi in the apocalypse, and he didn't want to stay in this miserable place for even a moment longer.

Second Grandfather, you are truly my good brother!

Thinking of this, Fu Xing climbed into the driver's seat and urged the guards, "Tell them to move it faster!"

The guard shook his head again and left.

At the entrance, Wenren Lei was having a lively conversation with Commander Liu when the rumble of a semi-trailer gradually drifted over.

Commander Liu said, "It seems they've come out."

Wenren Lei smiled, put on her hat, mask, and goggles, and said, "Then, Commander, I'll be going now."

Commander Liu waved: "Have a safe journey, and remember to stay in touch."

The semi-trailer stopped on the road. Wenrenlei waved to Commander Liu and climbed into the passenger seat of the cab.

Fu Xing didn't want to stay a moment longer either. Before Wenren Lei could even settle in, he stepped on the gas.

After driving about two miles, Fu Xing asked, "Yunyi, which way to?"

Wenren Lei didn't speak, but pointed in a direction.