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

Wenren Lei handed a satellite phone and a pendant necklace to Cheng Nianli.

"There's a storage space inside the pendant that Brother Yan set aside. He's stored two years' worth of supplies for you," Wenren Lei added mysteriously. "I've also prepared skincare products, cosmetics, and menstrual pads for you and Sister Mo."

"I told you, those are sanitary napkins!"

Wenren tearfully replied, "It's all the same." He instructed, "Remember, if you encounter difficulties, seek help from the nearest military unit. We have some connections within the military."

"I'll remember." Cheng Nianli stepped forward and hugged him. "Goodbye, stay safe."

Wenren Lei nodded: "You too."

Cheng Nianli released his hand, nodded to Fu Yan, and got into the car first.

Chi Qingmo, supporting Han Mingjie, nodded to the two of them: "Take care."

Wenren waved goodbye, saying, "Take care."

After Chi Qingmo helped Han Mingjie into the car, Meng Fan and Yi Yang remained in the yard.

Meng Fan saw Yi Yang off into the RV, then returned alone. Standing before Wenren Lei, he solemnly said, "Boss, when we meet again, I will definitely make the first manifold weapon."

Wenren Lei patted his shoulder: "I believe in you, just wait and see."

Meng Fan nodded emphatically, then looked at Fu Yan: "Goodbye, Brother Yan."

Fu Yan said, "Goodbye."

After everyone got into the car, the RV's headlights turned on, Meng Fan honked the horn, started the car, and drove out of the front yard.

Once the roar of the truck and RV had subsided, Fu Yan locked the iron gate, then returned and asked, "What are you planning to do?"

"Of course..." Wenren Lei smiled with her eyes crinkling, "Go to sleep first. I've never stayed up until four in the morning before, and I've never gotten up at this hour before."

Fu Yan smiled helplessly, bent down and picked Wenren Lei up in his arms: "Then get a good night's sleep."

On the other side, the RV drove three kilometers, and along the way were many survivors hurrying about. They braved the cold and darkness to kill zombies, just to find more supplies before the zombie horde arrived.

Meng Fan focused intently on the steering wheel, while Cheng Nianli brought a cup of hot water into the driver's seat. Looking at the chaos and desolation of the streets, he felt a mix of emotions.

She looked back and saw that the car had a spacious and warm living area, and her palm was filled with a pendant full of supplies.

This peace and stability amidst the chaos was all thanks to Wenren Lei and Fu Yan.

"Where should we go first?" Meng Fan asked.

Cheng Nianli said softly, "Mo Mo and I have discussed it. Old Han's house is the closest, so let's go there first. What do you think?"

Meng Fan shifted gears and accelerated: "No objection."

Wenren Lei slept soundly with Wanzi in her arms until the sun was high in the sky. As soon as she opened her eyes, the satellite phone rang.

He suppressed his morning grumpiness and gritted his teeth as he answered the phone: "Feed."

"Boss!!!!"

Han Mingjie wailed in anguish, and Wenren Lei immediately moved the phone away.

"Boss!! I haven't even seen you one last time!"

Even though Wenren Lei wasn't on speakerphone, he could hear the tenor's voice. After Han Mingjie finished wailing, he brought the phone to his lips and uttered two words indifferently: "Hang up."

She tossed the phone aside and walked to the window to look out.

Today is a snowy day. The wind is blowing snow into fine powder everywhere, and the visibility is only three or four meters.

But we can't just sit idle.

Wenren Lei stretched and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When I came downstairs with the meatballs, Fu Yan was indeed busy in the kitchen.

Wenren Lei swayed over, leaned on Fu Yan's back, and said lazily, "Let's go out and search for supplies today."

Fu Yan was carefully frying round sunny-side-up eggs: "We have enough supplies for ten lifetimes. It's too cold outside, so don't go out."

Wenren Lei shook her head: "When the zombie horde comes, all those supplies outside will be wasted. It's such a waste. Let's collect as much as we can."

"it is good."

Maruko jumped to the ground and ran off in a flash. A moment later, she pushed her dog bowl into the kitchen, pawing at the ground with her two front paws: "Awoo~"

Wenren Lei was now being held in Fu Yan's arms, hanging like a koala. He looked down at Wanzi, whose little dog bowl was bigger than its body.

Wenren Lei laughed heartily: "You're just so enthusiastic about eating."

Fu Yan raised his hand and threw the zombie meat from the space into the bowl.

Maruko glanced warily at Wenren Lei, then immediately pushed the heavy dog ​​bowl and ran off.

The stainless steel basin made a series of clanging sounds as it rubbed against the marble floor.

Wenren asked tearfully, "Is it afraid I'll steal its zombie flesh?"

Fu Yan supported his bottom with one hand and flipped the fried egg with the other: "Let's eat something better than this, we don't crave it."

"What do you mean?!"

Fu Yan plated the well-balanced breakfast, arranging it beautifully and delicately, and casually brushed Wenren Lei's nose: "It's nothing special, eat your food, sweetie."

Wenren Lei angrily said, "Fu Yan, you can be really perfunctory sometimes!"

After breakfast, Wenren Lei and Fu Yan took Wanzi out for a walk.

Wenren Lei declared that he would thoroughly search the entire city, prioritizing hospitals he hadn't visited before, taking all the blood to stockpile food for Fu Yan.

He spoke with great passion and fervor, but in the end, only Fu Yan put in the actual work.

After Fu Yan regained consciousness, he rarely let Wenren Lei suffer anymore.

Wenrenlei lived a life similar to that before the apocalypse, preferring to lie down rather than sit, and spending most of her time peacefully enjoying herself, except when she was bored and felt uncomfortable and had to move her hands.

The car was parked outside the hospital gate. Fu Yan left a fire element insulation layer in the car and walked alone into the swirling snow.

Wenren Lei nestled in the car, eating snacks and watching a movie while holding a dumpling. Fu Yan had filled his ring with food and toys, making Wenren Lei as happy as a god.

Just as Wenren was dozing off in tears, Fu Yan returned, exuding a chill.

Wenren Lei lifted her eyelids to look at him: "How's it going? Lots of supplies?"

Fu Yan helped him fasten his seatbelt and said, "A lot."

Wenren Lei was very satisfied: "We're really amazing, next one."

"Yes." Fu Yan chuckled and drove off.

For the next two days, Wenren Lei was responsible for playing in the car, while Fu Yan braved the wind and snow to empty the blood banks of more than seventy hospitals.

The two then began a thorough search of the central area of ​​the Acropolis, looting every available resource.

On the evening of the third-to-last day before the zombie horde arrived, the two men and their dog finished their busy day and sat down to rest at the top of the Acropolis TV Tower.

In the past few days, Wenren Lei has been jumping around in the air with Fu Yan a lot, and she has gradually overcome her fear of heights. In fact, she feels excited when she is high in the air.

He leaned on Fu Yan's shoulder, his lower legs dangling over the outside of the tower, looking down at the devastated city.

Cars sped along the streets one after another.

People are like ants; some are rushing along, some are desperately searching for supplies, and some are desperately stealing supplies from others. This inevitably attracts zombies, so they kill zombies while stealing supplies.

In the distance, helicopters continuously took off from the resettlement site, carrying batches of survivors to safety.

Very lively.

The acropolis, long silent in the extreme cold, is now experiencing an absurd carnival before being completely abandoned.