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

Seeing Fu Yan's indifferent expression, Wenren Lei nuzzled his chin and whispered, "Are you unhappy? Are you still angry with me because of what happened last night?"

Fu Yan looked down at Wenren Lei; he was indeed somewhat unhappy.

My own 19-year-old child was running around with a 42-degree fever in the early days of the apocalypse, shouldering everything on his own, and taking such good care of me when I was delirious.

Now, just because Qin Yue didn't handle one thing perfectly, the child is living in fear.

Fu Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

But he wouldn't talk to Wenren Lei about these emotional things, lest he cause the child unnecessary trouble.

Fu Yan lowered his head and kissed Wen Renlei's forehead, asking softly, "Are you afraid I'll be angry?"

Wenren Lei murmured softly, "I'm scared."

Fu Yan said, "It was my fault, Brother Yan. I apologize to you."

Wenren Lei immediately emphasized, "You really can't spank me anymore. I'm such a grown-up, and my brother hasn't spanked me like that in ages."

Fu Yan chuckled. The little madman hadn't forgotten the spanking. It seemed that the slap had indeed taught him a lesson.

He teased him on purpose: "Wait till I tell your brother what you did, and see if he doesn't beat your ass to a pulp."

Wenren Lei was terrified. Wenren Yu was not as easy to talk to as Fu Yan. She would definitely whip him to death with her belt!

He immediately kissed Fu Yan's cheek in a pleading manner: "I'll never dare to do it again, please don't tell him, okay? Please, Brother Yan."

Fu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes full of amusement: "I won't tell."

The next day, after arriving in Qinggang, the A1-V, as usual, drove around the city for a whole day until it was running low on energy, at which point it stopped at a small square to rest.

Wenren Lei got out of the car, lit a bonfire in the open space, and added some fuel to make smoke.

Looking at the thick smoke rising into the sky, he hoped that Wenren Yu would see the signal and come to check the situation.

This method is very risky. Although it won't attract zombies, it will attract all sorts of survivors to join in the fun.

However, Wenrenlei is not afraid. If she encounters any ill-intentioned people, she will let them taste the Maruko brand small drill.

Fu Yan took Wanzi to the city center to kill zombies and dig out crystal cores to replenish A1-V's energy.

They no longer consume crystal cores below level three, as the improvement is too small; it's better to feed them directly to A1-V.

Wenren Lei waited by the fire for a while, but no one came. So she went back to the car and listened to the radio, hoping to catch some clues about Wenren Yu.

"This is Survivor Base Sector 3, formerly garrisoned by the Eastern Theater Command. Repeat, this is Survivor Base Sector 3, now accepting registrations from survivors nationwide..."

Wenren Lei pressed the button, and with a click, the channel changed.

"ARK Survivor Base Broadcast: If you're hearing this, it means you haven't given up yet. We need you..."

Another "click" as the channel changed.

"Recruitment Announcement for the Suzaku Base in District 11..."

"This is the Spark Base in District 15..."

Wenren Lei kept changing channels, muttering, "They're all recruitment announcements."

A1-V popped up to report: "Master, the zombie horde in Xinchen City stirred up last night."

After the zombie horde arrived at Xinchen, it remained silent for several days before finally starting to make a move.

Wenren Lei frantically adjusted her fingers, asking, "Where did it move?"

A1-V said, "There's no pattern to it; it's scattered and wandering aimlessly."

"Then it must have broken free from the Corpse King's control," Wenren Lei asked. "Do you think the Corpse King will leave Xinchen?"

"Unpredictable."

A zombie king was running around everywhere, and Wenren Lei instinctively felt that this was not a good thing. He was worried that the zombie king would target Fu Yan's crystal core and attack them, just like the big guy last time.

Wenren Lei said, "Put a few fly-sized cameras in Xinchen to track down the Corpse King."

"Yes, Master."

"Pull up the city map, and we'll stock up on blood packs when Brother Yan gets back."

In every city they visited, Wenrenlei would stock up on blood bags. A1-V was already used to it and quickly said, "City map retrieved, coordinates of 142 hospitals and two large blood banks marked."

Wenren Lei slumped back in his seat, crossed his long legs on the center console, and said, "Put a few more fly-like cameras in to check the current situation in Qinggang City."

"Your subordinate obeys!"

Five or six miniature reconnaissance drones flew off the vehicle and headed in different directions from the city.

Wenren Lei held up a tablet to check the surveillance footage.

The city was a vast expanse of white, with small groups of zombies standing silently in the wind every now and then.

He kept switching between the screens, and after watching for a while, he clicked his tongue.

The scene shows an SUV speeding by, with more than twenty zombies in hot pursuit.

As the horde of zombies drew closer, the car door was suddenly pulled open, and a thinly dressed woman was thrown onto the snow. She was bleeding and struggled on the snow for a moment before being frozen solid.

The car didn't stop at all and sped away.

The horde of corpses gathered around the ice sculpture and began to devour it.

I've seen this kind of situation many times before.

Resources were extremely scarce, and many women were unable to deal with their menstrual blood, the smell of which easily attracted the zombie horde.

Women with combat skills or special abilities can carve out a way to survive. However, ordinary women who lack both often don't make it to the survivor base and are prioritized for abandonment by the team.

The woman in the picture is an example.

When Wenrenlei encountered them, she would mix sanitary napkins with supplies and throw them out of the car window. If they picked them up, they could last a little longer and maybe even reach the base.

But with so many people in the world, how many could he possibly meet?

Wenren Lei suddenly felt weak and switched the scene away, not wanting to watch anymore.

A small fly flew to the city center, and Wenren Lei saw Fu Yan and the bright red drill ball on the terminal.

Wenren Lei turned on the microphone and whistled, "Handsome, wanna hang out sometime?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Red Dumpling immediately spun around in place, wagging its tail and barking.

Fu Yan squatted down, lightly tapped Wanzi's little head with his finger, and looked at the camera, saying, "I'm free."

"Then come back soon, I'm so hungry."

Fu Yan smirked, then threw out a few bolts of lightning that knocked down the three zombies that approached. At the same time, he said, "There's some sweet and sour pork with pineapple in the fridge. Heat it up in the microwave before you eat. Have something to eat first, we'll be right back."

"it is good."

Wenren Lei got up and went into the kitchen to rummage through the refrigerator. After he heated up the dishes, Fu Yan also returned with meatballs.

Fu Yan threw the low-level crystal core into the RV's energy chamber, put the pill into the specially made cleaning chamber for it, and instructed A1-V: "Wash it clean, and brush its teeth too."

"OK."

Maruko lay on its back with its four paws in the air, obediently waiting for A1-V to serve it.

Wenren Lei was engrossed in eating at the restaurant.

Fu Yan washed his hands, sat down beside him, and asked, "Is there enough to eat?"

With something in her mouth, Wenren Lei mumbled, "Not enough. Another serving of wasabi shrimp balls, and seafood noodles. I also want some pork floss bread, the kind that's soft and chewy."

Fu Yan chuckled softly and reached out to ruffle his fluffy white fur: "Greedy cat, I'll go make it." He then got up and walked towards the kitchen.