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

Wenren Lei's heart tightened. He hadn't expected that he would need a guide to enter the black market. Where did he get a guide? Would a follower count?

He stuffed the meatballs into his windbreaker pocket and hid them, then put his hands behind his back and quietly conjured a gun, ready for battle.

Fu Yan pressed down on his gun and calmly said, "The soup spilled on your left sleeve."

Wenren raised an eyebrow, wondering if her husband had finally gone mad.

To everyone's surprise, after hearing this, the man bowed respectfully and said, "Please come in, gentlemen."

Another person placed their hand on the mountain wall and pressed the mechanism, and the heavy stone door slowly opened.

Fu Yan led Wenren inside, his eyes fixed straight ahead, as the stone door slowly closed.

Ahead was a narrow tunnel about the height of a person, with a dim light every five meters.

The two stepped onto the descending stairs.

Wenren Lei glanced back to make sure they were far enough away before asking in a low voice, "How did you know the code here?"

Fu Yan said, "I frequently trade medicines and medical devices on the black market."

"You travel this far to do a deal?"

Fu Yan said, "In Weicheng, these black markets are interconnected, and your brother often goes there to trade goods."

Wenren Lei exclaimed in disbelief, "There's a black market in Weicheng? How come I didn't know?"

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Young Master doesn't need to know."

"I'm not exactly living a life of luxury 24/7. I still occasionally go to the company to help with printing materials."

"Lei Lei is so capable."

Feeling guilty after being praised, Wenren Lei punched him and continued, "What does it mean that the soup spilled on your left sleeve?"

Fu Yan looked down at him: "He's your brother."

"My brother? A guide? Why should I be one? I want to be one too."

"Only those with a single transaction amount exceeding 10 billion are qualified to become mentors."

"Oh... I don't have any money." Wenren Lei asked, puzzled. "What does that have to do with the soup?"

Fu Yan leaned close to his ear and said, "A few years ago, your brother was eating at a restaurant in the black market when a waiter accidentally spilled hot soup on his sleeve. He got angry and overturned the table."

The restaurant sent someone to mediate, but their words didn't resonate with him, and he got angry again, smashing up the restaurant in the process.

News of this quickly spread throughout the black market, and that's how he got his code name.

Wenren Lei, recalling the scene of Wenren Yu whipping him with a belt, grimaced and said, "Luckily, it wasn't me who spilled it." He looked at Fu Yan, "You're qualified to be a guide, aren't you? What's your code name?"

Fu Yan pursed his lips and reluctantly uttered three words: "With Brother Tuan."

Wenren Lei paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "No wonder you mentioned my brother's name." After he finished laughing, he asked, "But why is your name that?"

Fu Yan said, "Your brother and I smashed it together."

"And why did you smash things at someone?"

Fu Yan said, "My future brother-in-law has made his move; it wouldn't be right for me to just sit here and do nothing."

"6. Brother Satang and Brother Gengtuan." Wenren Lei laughed through her tears, "It seems their conditions are very serious."

"A little." Fu Yan smiled as he wiped away Wenren Lei's tears.

"However, I think your code is very imprecise. Anyone could say that his guide was 'Soup spilled on the left sleeve' or 'Brother Tuan'."

Fu Yan said, "The imposter can only pray that he will never be exposed."

"What will happen if I'm exposed?"

"He and his family will be turned into minced meat."

Wenren Lei listened with a wide-eyed expression, saying, "I have benefited immensely from this."

Fu Yan ruffled his hair: "You don't learn the good things."

They climbed the stairs for a long time, estimating they were about 30 or 40 meters underground.

Wenren Lei got annoyed: "Can't you just install an elevator?"

"Elevators are easily vandalized and unsafe." Fu Yan stretched out his arms to him, "Come on, let Brother Yan give you a hug."

Wenren Lei jumped onto him without any hesitation, exclaiming, "I never thought the underground black market would actually exist underground."

Fu Yan picked him up and lifted him lightly, saying, "Businesses that can't be done in the light of day naturally have to be hidden underground."

A large patch of light shone through the tunnel ahead, and Fu Yan quickened his pace to walk out.

Wenren Lei raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sudden brightness of the light, and only after her eyes adjusted could she clearly see the legendary underground black market.

"Wow!" Wenren Lei exclaimed, "The scale is so exaggerated!"

The underground environment is insulated from the extreme cold of -70°C outside, and the air is warm, so warm that you might even feel a slight sweat.

A 20-meter-high artificial sky is erected overhead, simulating an unchanging night sky. It is inlaid with dim lights, the light is neither too bright nor too dim, creating a dark and mysterious atmosphere in the entire black market, which can easily confuse people's sense of time.

The entire area stretches as far as the eye can see, comparable to a small city.

Various shops line both sides of the road, and the street is bustling with people.

Wenren Lei jumped off Fu Yan and looked around the crowd: "With such a high population density, what if a zombie breaks in?"

"The black market is in a remote location, with each entrance well-hidden and easy to defend, making it difficult for zombies to break in."

Wenren Lei clicked his tongue in amazement: "As expected, people with many connections live longer. They're probably safer hiding here than at their base on the ground."

"It's not very safe either. On the ground, zombies eat people, and here, people eat people." Fu Yan tightened his grip on his hand and continued walking forward.

Wenren Lei looked around and asked, "But why are all the roads here curved?"

Not only the road, but the buildings along the street are also arranged in an arc shape, each building is independent, with a four-meter-wide path between each pair of buildings.

Fu Yan said, "Every black market has its own defensive layout. This kind of construction is for the black market owner to control the black market."

Wenren Lei said, "It's actually quite fun."

The two passed by a shop with the words "Butcher Shop" written on its wooden sign.

The store smelled strongly of disinfectant, like a hospital.

Wenren Lei looked over curiously.

A long-haired man in a fitted cheongsam stood at the shop entrance. He had striking features, wore exquisite makeup, and held a slender black cigarette in his fingers. He looked at Wenren Lei with a charming and savvy expression: "Handsome young man, come in and have a look~"

"No need," Fu Yan answered for Wenren Lei, then turned his head back.

Wenren Lei leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Why does the butcher shop smell of disinfectant?"

Fu Yan turned his head to look at him: "That's where they sell human body parts."

"Holy crap!" Wenren Lei quickly hid the meatball in her arms and glared at the man.

The man still held his pipe, his gaze fixed on him, a lewd smile on his face.

Wenren Lei turned around: "Could it be that he's taken a liking to me?"

"Very likely." Fu Yan put his arm around his shoulder and said calmly, "People here are often dismantled and sold off on the spot."

"Wow~ Reborn as a cross-dressing master who has his eye on my body." Wenren Lei laughed, revealing his tiger teeth. "However, it's still uncertain who will take whom down."

Fu Yan laughed and said, "Impressive."

Wenren asked tearfully, "Where do we go next?"

Fu Yan raised his hand to look at the multi-functional watch; the little fly tracking icon on it was now stationary. "The people from the research institute have settled in. Let's find a hotel to stay in first."

Wenren Lei hugged his arm and looked at her watch screen: "Let's find a hotel far away from them. I'm afraid of running into Anna and being recognized."

He thought for a moment, then became curious again: "The hotels here can't be in caves, can they?"