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

Half a month has passed.

On the commercial street of the Acropolis, a group of survivors flocked into clothing stores in search of warm clothing.

At extreme temperatures of -70°C, ordinary survivors dare not expose even an inch of skin, and even breathing is done slowly through the gaps in their clothing.

Suddenly, a deafening roar shattered the glass door of the clothing store, and a giant zombie, over three meters tall and with a broad back and thick waist, rushed into the store.

The store was instantly filled with screams.

"It's a level three zombie!"

"Run!"

The survivors scattered and fled. The level 3 zombie was huge but extremely fast. It grabbed the last man running and tore off an arm with its bare hands, stuffing it into its mouth and chewing it.

The man was lifted up and suspended in mid-air, screaming in agony as he begged for help from the others.

But in such a desperate situation, no one dares to turn back to rescue them; they will only run even faster.

The zombies threw the man with the severed arm inside the store and rushed out to grab the other survivors.

Just as it was about to grab one of the zombies by the back of the neck, with a "whoosh," an arrow pierced deep into the zombie's eye socket.

"Roar—!" The zombie roared in pain and fury, turning its head sharply to look at where the arrow had come from.

On the roof of the clothing store stood a short-haired woman wearing a black windbreaker, holding a composite bow in her hand.

The zombie instantly locked onto its target, leaped five meters into the air, and charged straight at the short-haired woman.

The woman moved with great agility, leaping onto the ground as if riding the wind, and then turned around to shoot another arrow.

The arrow struck the zombie between the eyebrows, sparks flew out with a "clang," and then it fell to the ground.

The short-haired woman glanced down at the bowstring and muttered to herself, "I'm still a bit lacking in strength against a level three zombie."

"It's okay, Mo Mo. You've improved so quickly, you'll be able to take it on one-on-one sooner or later." Cheng Nianli jumped down from behind to Chi Qingmo's side to comfort her.

The zombie hissed and tried to jump down to attack them, but Cheng Nianli raised her hand and flicked out a circle of flames, which tightly surrounded it.

Enraged to the extreme, the zombie roared madly within the ring of fire, attracting a large number of ordinary zombies who slowly gathered around.

The survivors, who had been stunned, snapped out of their daze and grabbed their weapons to fight the ordinary zombies.

Cheng Nianli shouted, "Yi Yang! Stop watching the show!"

"Here it comes." Yi Yang flew over from an unknown direction, leaped in front of the level three zombie with a boom, gathered a bolt of lightning in his hand, and struck it straight at the top of its head.

A series of crackling electric explosions followed, and the level-three zombie was electrocuted into a giant lump of carbon, collapsing onto the roof.

Yi Yang said, "Put the fire out."

Cheng Nianli put away his fire and turned to clear out the ordinary zombies around him.

Yi Yang walked to the corpse of the level three zombie, squatted down and dug out the crystal core. He held a yellow crystal core in his hand.

By the time he jumped back to the ground, all the ordinary zombies on the ground had been killed.

Yi Yang said to Cheng Nianli and Chi Qingmo who came to greet him, "This level three zombie has no special abilities, and its crystal core has less energy."

"It's alright, Brother Yan won't mind."

Cheng Nianli opened the small bag full of crystal cores, Yi Yang put the crystal cores inside, and the three of them turned around to go home.

"Wait a moment!"

The three turned around and saw five chubby survivors rushing up to them, pleading, "You're superhumans, can you take us with you?"

The three exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly. Cheng Nianli said, "No."

The leader of the survivors pleaded, "Please, don't leave us to die. We can do any of the hard and tiring work; we won't just eat for free."

"Yes, please save us. In this apocalypse, ordinary people like us simply cannot survive."

"We have a pregnant woman on our team, please have some compassion!"

Yi Yang said sarcastically, "All the good people have gone to the military resettlement center. You guys were kicked out, weren't you?"

A tall survivor said, "We didn't go because we didn't want to be a burden on the authorities!"

Cheng Nianli rolled her eyes. "What a joke. You don't want to add burden to the authorities, so you want to add burden to other ability users?"

These people are clearly being unreasonable and morally blackmailing us!

Having followed Wenren Lei for a long time, Cheng Nianli had also learned some tough tactics. A ball of fire shot out from his hand, and with a smile, he awkwardly uttered a threat: "If you bark again, I'll burn you to ashes!"

Cheng Nianli grabbed his two companions and turned to leave. As expected, the survivors behind them did not dare to chase after them.

Yi Yang chuckled: "You're pretty good. You've really learned the essence of what it's all about from the boss."

"Hmph, who copied him?" Cheng Nianli weighed her small bag in her hand, pulled Chi Qingmo into the car, and said, "You drive!"

"Fine, I'll drive." Yi Yang got into the driver's seat without complaint.

Cheng Nianli got into the car, took out the small silver bottle hanging around her neck and carefully wiped it. The bottle was only the size of a fingernail and contained a little bit of her mother's ashes.

She didn't find Cheng Shuang's body at the cemetery. Perhaps her father hadn't made it to the cemetery in time and had already turned into a corpse, but that wasn't her father's fault. Touching the small silver bottle, she silently said in her heart: I'm fine, Mom and Dad, don't worry.

After the three returned home, they went into the living room.

Fu Yan was holding a small watering can, preparing to sprinkle water into several styrofoam boxes filled with nutrient soil, where a few small green shoots had just sprouted.

Seeing them come in, Fu Yan said, "You're back."

"You're back." Cheng Nianli took the small bag off her shoulder and handed it to Fu Yan. "You actually got two yellow crystal cores today!"

"Well done." Fu Yan took the bag and placed it on the cabinet. "They're eating fruit in the living room. Go on."

Upon hearing that there was fruit, Cheng Nianli rushed into the living room.

On the coffee table were sliced ​​watermelon and strawberries, as well as several bunches of fresh grapes still glistening with dew.

Han Mingjie sat cross-legged on the carpet and took Meng Fan's pulse, saying in a serious tone, "This pulse is very good."

Wenren Lei lay on the sofa, her eyes wide with listening intently. She placed her right hand on her left and carefully took her own pulse.

Maruko heard footsteps and crawled out of its nest, circling around Cheng Nianli and the other two.

Chi Qingmo squatted down, picked it up, walked to the puppy's bowl, and put the zombie meat he had brought back into the bowl.

With a "whoosh," the meatball burrowed into the bowl and began to eat heartily.

Cheng Nianli and Yi Yang sat at the coffee table, eating watermelon while watching them take pulses.

Wenren Lei gripped her wrist, earnestly asking, "And then?"

Han Mingjie squinted and continued in a cryptic tone, "There's a type of pulse that feels like beads, sliding one by one from your fingertips. You can feel it with just a light touch, and the sensation is very smooth. This pulse is called..."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Wenren Lei raised her hand. "I think I am this one!"

Han Mingjie continued, "It's called a pregnancy test, but Meng Fan, this is clearly not it."

Wenren Lei: ?

"Hahahaha!" Yi Yang laughed halfway, then covered his mouth and forced himself to stop.

"Pfft." Cheng Nianli almost spat out the watermelon.

Han Mingjie forced a smile and turned to Wenren Lei: "What did you say, boss? You're pregnant?"

Wenren Lei forced a smile: "Old Han, are you trying to die?!"

Cheng Nianli said, "Pregnant man, don't get angry."

Wenren Lei sprang up from the sofa, a Flowing Gun appearing in her hand: "I'll kill you all!"

He stood up and fired at the crowd, a spray of water shooting out of the gun, causing everyone in the room to scatter in panic.