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

Wenren Lei put her hands behind her head and laughed, "Everyone is working very hard."

Han Mingjie paused, turned around, and shouted, "Boss needs to train too, you don't have any special abilities!"

Wenren Lei, with her eyes closed, leisurely swung her legs: "I'm not practicing."

"Lazy!" Han Mingjie uttered a single word and followed Chi Qingmo away.

Now only the three of them are left in the living room.

Wenren Lei rested her head on Fu Yan's lap: "I want to sleep a little longer."

Fu Yan patted his head: "Sleep."

Wenren Lei rubbed against Fu Yan's lap, found a comfortable spot to lie down, and then said, "I didn't expect Meng Fan to be so tight-lipped. He knows I have special abilities, but he hasn't told anyone else."

Fu Yan said, "Meng Fan, okay."

Wenren Lei nodded: "That's good."

Fu Yan added earnestly, "I'm fine."

Wenren Lei laughed: "You're the best."

Fu Yan was satisfied and gently patted Wenren Lei to sleep: "Lei Lei, sleep."

Wenren Lei was thinking about something. He knew he had to tell the military about how humans mutated after eating crystal cores, and it would be most appropriate for them to warn the survivors.

Otherwise, if all the superhumans want to eat crystal cores to see if they can improve their abilities, then there will be superhuman zombies everywhere, and then there will be no way to deal with it, haha.

Wenren Lei sat up: "Wait a while before you sleep, give me the satellite phone."

The satellite phone was given to me by Commander Liu on the day the supplies were donated.

Wenren Lei didn't know what it was about her that caught the other person's eye, but Commander Liu insisted on giving her a satellite phone so that they could communicate in time if anything happened.

At that time, Wenren Lei was looking at the satellite phone from left to right, and Commander Liu said directly: "It can withstand high temperatures and extreme cold, has an ultra-long battery life, and is of excellent quality."

Wenren Lei felt like she'd struck gold. Holding the satellite phone in her hands, she looked at Commander Liu expectantly: "Thank you, Commander Liu. Can I buy another one?"

Commander Liu's expression froze instantly, his eyes twitched slightly, and finally he waved his hand helplessly, saying, "I'll give you another one."

So Wenren Lei, holding two satellite phones, said with starry eyes, "Thank you, Commander Liu! Can I buy two more?"

Commander Liu's words, "Get the hell out of here, you little brat!" were stuck in his throat, but he swallowed them back, coldly saying, "No way!"

Thinking of this, Wenren Lei chuckled, realizing that he had perhaps gone too far.

Wenrenlei dialed Commander Liu's number.

On the phone, Commander Liu's use of "Little Fu" stunned Wenren Lei. It took her two seconds to realize that in Commander Liu's eyes, she was Fu Yunyi.

Thinking that Fu Xing's seven-day mourning period was not yet over, Wenren Lei cleared her throat guiltily before recounting the story of the crystal core.

Only after receiving Commander Liu's response did Wenren Lei feel relieved. She told Fu Yan to put away the satellite phone and lay down again.

Cheng Nianli set up a doghouse for Wanzi on the carpet and wrote the words "vicious dog" on the door.

Maruko lay half-lying in her nest, her head drooping on the carpet, snoring loudly.

"Idiot dog," Wenren Lei muttered, then closed her eyes to prepare for sleep.

I don't know if it's because the carpet is too soft or the reflection of the snow outside the window is too dazzling, but Wenrenlei just can't find a comfortable place to lie.

He simply pushed Fu Yan down and lay on top of him, which was indeed much more comfortable.

Fu Yan accepted it submissively, putting one arm around Wenren Lei's waist and gently patting his bottom with the other: "Lei Lei, sleep."

The position was very comfortable, and Wenren Lei, feeling sleepy, mumbled a drowsy "Mmm..."

In the half-dreaming, half-awake state of Wenren Lei, a discordant voice rang out.

"Well……"

Yi Yang really wanted to gouge his eyes out. How could he always stumble upon his boss's lovemaking moment?

Wenren Lei hurriedly climbed off Fu Yan, feeling inexplicably exhausted: "Believe me, I'm still the eldest son of a virgin." After saying that, he wanted to tear his mouth apart. What eldest son!

Wenren Lei glanced at Fu Yan's right hand, then thought that since he was no longer the eldest son of a virgin, using his hand should count as one too.

Yi Yang had just come out of the phrase "yellow flower's eldest son" when he saw Wenren Lei's face turning red and yellow in turns. He became alert: "Boss, forget about yellow and red flowers for now, it seems like you're about to mutate."

Wenren Lei, enraged and humiliated, shouted: "Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Yi Yang quickly said, "I have something important to say!"

"explain!"

"That Aunt Sun is here again, and this time she brought a lot of people with her, all of them carrying weapons."

Wenren Lei stood up and walked out: "What weapon are you carrying?"

Yi Yang followed up with the report: "Pots, pans, ladles, cleavers, everything is here."

Wenren Lei pushed open the front door: "The firepower is really fierce."

Even those with superpowers shivered when suddenly exposed to an environment of -60°C.

The snow had lessened, falling finely and densely on her face. Wenrenlei exhaled a puff of white breath and walked towards the front door.

Two groups of people stood facing each other across the wrought iron gate at the entrance.

Aunt Sun, accompanied by seven or eight men and women, wielded homemade weapons menacingly.

Chi Qingmo and Han Mingjie held up their compound bows and aimed them at the door, while Cheng Nianli and Meng Fan were also gathering their strength and ready to go.

Wenren Lei strolled leisurely to the door and stood there. Fu Yan followed behind him, holding up an umbrella, and then stuffed five umbrellas from his arms into Yi Yang's hands, indicating that he should distribute them to the others.

Aunt Sun wiped the snow off her face and said with a forced smile, "Young Master, you're finally out."

Wenren Lei gestured with her chin towards the person behind her: "Coming to rob us?"

When Aunt Sun saw that the people inside all had rosy complexions and fair skin, she knew that Wenren Lei's family must not be short of food. She clapped her hands and said, "How could that be! We really came to borrow grain."

Yi Yang and his companions silently watched the show under their umbrellas.

Wenren laughed through her tears: "Do you have any grain to return to me?"

Suddenly, a burly man jumped out from the crowd and shouted, "Aunt Sun told us that your family has more than 60 large warehouses, all filled with food! Everyone is starving and struggling to make ends meet. What's wrong with you giving some of your food to others?"

Wenren Lei casually picked her ear with her little finger: "Go ask whoever said that."

Aunt Sun objected, "Young Master Wenren, that's unreasonable. How can I make decisions about your things?"

"If you can't make the decision, why did you bring people to my door?" Wenren Lei turned and left, preparing to go back to sleep.

"Stop!" The burly man stepped forward and slammed the iron gate hard with a kitchen knife.

Han Mingjie immediately aimed her composite bow at her opponent and warned sternly, "Back off!"

The burly man was so frightened that he took a step back, but he still glared angrily at Wenrenlei with a straight face.

Wenren Lei stopped in her tracks, turned around to look at the burly man, and grinned: "If you glare at me again, I'll gouge your eyes out."

The burly man felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Wenren Lei's truly terrifying smile, and behind him stood a tall man with a strong sense of intimidation. He felt intimidated and suddenly lost his confidence, so he lowered his head dejectedly.

Seeing this, Aunt Sun immediately rallied the crowd: "Don't be afraid, everyone! We're going to starve to death anyway! We might as well die at their doorstep today, maybe we can even take some food home!"

These words instantly ignited everyone's fighting spirit.

"She's right! We're going to die anyway, so we might as well take a gamble!"

"Rushing in might offer a chance of survival!"

"Smash the door!"