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

Fu Yan chuckled: "No, it's the same as the hotels outside."

Not long after they left, Fu Yan led Wenren Lei to stand in front of a magnificent European-style building.

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow: "Building walls with gold?"

"Gold plating".

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow again: "Gold plating is normal? My brother is so rich, but he doesn't even have a gold toilet in his house."

Fu Yan smiled and pulled Wenren Lei into the hotel: "Your brother is very simple."

Wenren Lei let out a soft "heh".

Fu Yan stood at the front desk and said succinctly, "One room, the best one."

The receptionist, wearing a specially made bulletproof vest and holding a nail file, was shaping her nails: "Do you know the rules?"

The rules were simple: in the apocalypse, currency was no longer used for transactions. Fu Yan simply said, "Name your price."

"Ten boxes of antibiotics a day."

Fu Yan took out one hundred boxes of antibiotics directly from his spatial storage: "Five days, the deposit is included."

The receptionist's expression changed, and she immediately stood up and took out the registration book: "Hello, your name."

Wenren Lei spoke first: "Fu Yunyi."

The receptionist, head down, wrote: "Mr. Fu, room 701. Check-out time is 7:00 AM sharp in five days. Late check-out will be deducted from your deposit. Also, at any time, no matter what noises are outside, do not open the door to look. The corridor is not under my jurisdiction."

After she finished speaking, she handed over a matte black room key.

Wenren Lei took it, and the receptionist rattled off a string of words, of which he only remembered that the corridor was not under her jurisdiction.

The two took the elevator directly to the seventh floor and swiped their cards to enter the room.

As soon as Wanzi entered the room, she pounced on the cashmere carpet and rolled around in it. Wenren Lei also slumped onto the large sofa and said lazily, "This room is decorated in a luxurious old-money style. It's so extravagant."

Fu Yan turned on all the lights in the room and drew the blackout curtains before sitting down next to Wenren Lei.

Wenren Lei rolled over and lay on his lap, asking, "What do you mean by 'the corridor isn't her responsibility'?"

"If someone dies in the hallway, the hotel won't be responsible."

"Wow." Wenren Lei rolled over, lying on her back, and asked, "What if you died in the hallway but crawled back to your room?"

Fu Yan chuckled and reached out to pinch his cheek: "If you have that ability, the hotel will help collect the body."

"That's it? Taking this responsibility? Then it's no different whether you're in the hallway or in the room, you'll still die."

That's right.

Wenren Lei braced herself for retching: "Then the corpses in the corridor just rotted there?"

"The butchers will come and snag a bargain."

"Oh……"

Fu Yan lowered his head and gently kissed his forehead: "This place is chaotic, you have to be on guard against others at all times."

"I understand." Wenren Lei took out her satellite phone. "Contact Commander Liu."

Fu Yan asked, "Why didn't you ask him to help you find your brother?"

Wenren Lei paused while dialing, adopting a mysterious expression: "Then he will know that I am a fake Fu Yunyi."

Fu Yan smiled and ruffled his hair: "What you said makes a lot of sense."

Fu Yan thought that Commander Liu wouldn't care about the fake name.

However, once District 1 gets involved in the search for Wenren Yu, it's hard to guarantee that it won't involve the Wenren family's affairs.

Before finding Wenren Yu and clarifying the whole story, Fu Yan couldn't decide whether or not to let District 1 know about these matters.

I decided to follow Wenrenlei's suggestion and search for it myself.

The call connected, and Wenren Lei, resting her head on Fu Yan's lap, said mysteriously into the receiver, "Guess what?"

Commander Liu was extremely busy, the sound of papers constantly turning filled the air. He managed to squeeze in a reply: "What's up?"

"I've infiltrated the underground black market near Qinggang!"

Commander Liu fell silent instantly, his voice filled with obvious worry: "You went by yourself?"

Wenren stopped crying, glanced at Fu Yan, and stammered in a low voice, "I... I'm with my dad, Fu Yan."

Fu Yan covered his mouth and coughed nervously.

Commander Liu hesitated and asked, "Aren't you brothers? How did you become father and son?"

Wenren Lei suddenly looked at Fu Yan.

Fu Yan quickly looked away, pretending to count the hairs on the dumplings.

Wenren Lei reached out and turned his face back, mouthing: "You damned Fu Yan, you just wait."

He said coldly into the phone, "I was just kidding. He is my brother."

"You brat, you're always talking nonsense." Commander Liu breathed a sigh of relief. "But Fu Yan is steady and reliable; with him by your side, I feel much more at ease. What are you doing at the black market?"

Wenren Lei recounted in detail her encounter with the research institute team in Qinggang, and then said, "They are currently hiding in the black market, waiting for someone to pick them up and take them back to the branch."

Commander Liu pondered for a moment: "It's the Cataclysmic Research Institute. We've been watching them for a long time, but we haven't been able to pinpoint their core location."

"Wow~" Wenren Lei exclaimed, "That's a pretty cool name."

"What's so cool about that? You're just not learning anything good."

Wenren Lei shook her head: "If it's not cool, it's not cool, but what exactly do they want to do by capturing purification ability users?"

"We don't know yet. We'll interrogate them once we catch them," Commander Liu said. "It's quite a coincidence that people from District 1 have also just infiltrated the black market. You guys work together to rescue the purification ability users."

"Alright," Wenren Lei said. "But since I've helped you so much this time, if you find out later that I've done something wrong to you, don't be angry."

Commander Liu thought Wenrenlei was just talking nonsense again and didn't take it seriously: "What could you possibly have done to wrong me?"

"That's hard to say."

"You little brat!"

Wenren cried out, "Then I'm hanging up!"

"Wait a minute!" Commander Liu reluctantly conceded, "Even if you ride roughshod over me, I promise I won't get angry."

Fu Yan chuckled softly. Perhaps Wenren Lei himself didn't realize that he and Commander Liu got along in a way that resembled that of a father and son.

Wenren Lei slowly swung her legs: "Okay, tell me the rendezvous procedure."

Commander Liu said, "I'll call you back after I've discussed the plan with her."

"Bye." Wenren Lei hung up the phone, threw it on the sofa, and stared straight at Fu Yan.

Fu Yan raised his hand and said, "Don't be angry."

Wenren Lei pounced on Fu Yan, straddling him and grabbing his collar, shaking him violently. "Explain yourself! Didn't you say you told Commander Liu you're my dad?!"

Fu Yan laughed out loud and grabbed his mischievous hand: "I was just teasing you. I told him I'm your brother."

"You dog!!" Wenren Lei lowered her head and tore at Fu Yan's clothes.

Fu Yan let him fuss, raising his hand to touch Wenren Lei's head.

Wenren Lei's hair was being rubbed back and forth in Fu Yan's hands, turning it into a messy bird's nest.

Fu Yan said, "Sweetie, if you keep going, I'm going to * [do something]."

Wenren Lei abruptly stopped biting, obediently climbed off Fu Yan, a few tufts of hair sticking up on her head, and said in a muffled voice, "No, there's still important business to attend to."

Fu Yan reached out and pressed down those few tufts of hair on his face, rubbing his nose against his cheek: "Then wait until you've finished your business."

Wenren Lei blushed and snuggled into Fu Yan's arms, saying, "You're shameless."