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

Fu Yan hugged Wenren Lei tightly and chuckled softly. Suddenly, his expression turned serious, and he quickly raised his hand to cover Wenren Lei's mouth and nose.

Wenren Lei froze, her eyes darting around, and took the opportunity to secretly kiss Fu Yan's palm.

"Good boy." Fu Yan praised softly, took out a gas mask from his space and put it on his face, whispering in his ear, "Don't make a sound, the smell is wrong, someone is releasing sleeping pills into the room."

Wenren Lei waved to the ground, and Wanzi immediately jumped into his arms.

Fu Yan picked up the person and the dog and quickly hid in the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Wenren Lei removed her mask and asked in a low voice, "You were already being watched by the research institute as soon as you entered the black market?"

Fu Yan listened intently to the commotion outside: "There's only one person; it shouldn't be from the research institute."

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow: "That means someone is trying to double-cross us."

Fu Yan glanced at Wenren Lei; this kid always acts like he's in the underworld.

The suite door clicked open, followed by the sound of high heels clicking on the floor.

Fu Yan whispered, "Hide well. If someone comes in, I'll go out and take care of it."

Wenren Lei grabbed Fu Yan and grinned mischievously, "No, wait a minute, just for a bit."

Fu Yan sighed indulgently, "How do we play?"

Wenrenlei chuckled, found a pleasing spot on the bedroom carpet, rolled her eyes, and fainted.

Fu Yan shook his head helplessly and went over to lie down as well.

Wenren Lei secretly opened her eyes a crack and pinched Wanzi's puppy mouth: "You too."

Maruko wagged its tail and jumped onto Wenren Lei's belly, lying on its back with its four legs in the air, opening its mouth and sticking out its little tongue, perfectly posing as if it were unconscious.

The bedroom door was pushed open, someone clicked on the bedroom light, and a melodious male voice rang out: "So this is where you are."

The dull thud of high heels hitting the carpet grew closer.

Wenrenlei smelled a strong, sweet perfume scent, along with an unmistakable stench of blood on the man's body. Wenrenlei held her breath in disgust.

The man slowly squatted down in front of him, tracing his face with a finger, down to his neck, and then to his chest: "Truly two perfect bodies."

Wenren Lei got goosebumps all over, suddenly opened her eyes, and grabbed the man's wrist: "How dare you touch your Uncle Wenren!"

Maruko immediately sprang up and bit at the man's hand.

The man was startled and frantically shook his hands, trying to get rid of the meatball.

Maruko was incredibly brave; even when the dog was tossed around like a noodle, she wouldn't let go, whimpering fiercely.

Wenren Lei slowly stood up and said, "Well done, Wanzi!"

The man reacted quickly, sprinkling the powder he had hidden in his other hand at Wenren Lei.

Fu Yan rushed forward, shoved the man away, and pulled Wenren Lei into his arms, the purple powder completely hidden by Fu Yan's back.

Upon seeing this, the man turned around and tried to jump out of the window, his high heels clicking so hard they seemed to fly.

Wenren cried out, "Brother Yan!"

Fu Yan immediately chased after him, took out a rope from his spatial storage, grabbed the man's shoulder and pulled him back, tying him up hand and foot in the blink of an eye, and dragged him in front of Wenren Lei.

Wenren Lei straightened his disheveled clothes, took the meatball from the man's hand, and patted the dog's head gently: "Good little dog, I'll give you a treat later." He leaned over to look at the man, "Brother, are you really that sneaky?"

Fu Yan glanced at Wenren Lei but said nothing.

The man struggled twice to no avail, then gently tossed the stray hairs from his forehead and looked at Wenren Lei with seductive eyes: "Little handsome boy, how come you didn't fall for my drug?"

Upon hearing the words "handsome young man," Wenren Lei circled around the man, pointed at him with her finger, and said to Fu Yan, "Oh~ I remember now, he's the guy who solicits customers at the butcher shop!"

The man smiled and corrected him, his tone gentle and pleasant: "It's the boss, not a tout. Little darling, would you like to come and play in the store?"

Wenren Lei straightened up: "Stop trying to get close to me." He held the meatball up to the boss's face, "This is a zombie puppy. If you get bitten by it, you'll turn into a zombie."

Maruko immediately glared with her little red eyes and let out a fierce bark: "Woof! Woof woof woof! Awooo!"

"What?!" When the boss saw that Wenren Lei was not joking, his face turned pale and his whole body went limp and he slumped down. Fu Yan let go of his hand, and the boss collapsed to the ground.

Wenren Lei sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, and said, "Answer whatever you ask. I can save you."

The boss, revealing his true, masculine voice, yelled, "How are you going to save me? Those are zombies!"

The voice sounded much better, and Wenren Lei laughed, pointing at Fu Yan and saying, "He is a purification ability user."

The boss glared at the two of them: "Why should I believe you?"

Wenrenlei shrugged indifferently: "Whatever, you're the one who's going to die anyway."

After a brief moment of consideration, the boss gritted his teeth and said, "Go ahead and ask."

Wenren Lei smiled triumphantly: "First question, what were you planning to do sneak into our room?"

The boss swallowed hard: "My customers need beautiful eyes, and yours are perfect."

"What kind of guest?"

"Not asking about the sellers and buyers is the rule of the black market."

"Well, you're quite dedicated," Wenren Lei continued. "Second question: Is there someone here named 023?"

The boss stared intently at Wenren Lei: "Are you here to investigate the Cataclysmic Research Institute?"

Wenren Lei leaned forward: "It seems you know quite a bit. Tell me about it."

"It's a long story, and we probably don't have enough time." The boss raised his slender hand, the skin of which had begun to turn gray.

Wenren Lei raised his chin: "Brother Yan, purify half of it."

Fu Yan raised his hand and grabbed the boss's crown, rapidly releasing a high concentration of purifying energy.

The boss struggled violently on the ground, his carefully styled long hair falling loose over his shoulders, but his grayish skin gradually returned to normal.

Fu Yan withdrew his hand and leaned back against the wall, looking at Wenren Lei.

Wenren Lei said, "Alright, speak now."

The boss's lips were pale, his makeup was ruined by cold sweat, and he was panting heavily as he said, "023 posted a commission on the black market to capture and purify those with superpowers. A few days ago, a man accepted the commission, saying he had found the target. 023 sent a team to meet him, but they didn't come back."

Wenren Lei and Fu Yan exchanged glances; the man who accepted the commission was probably Zhou Feng.

The boss continued, "023 was afraid that the group would betray him and find his hideout, so he led his men and fled overnight."

Wenren Lei nodded: "The third reason is that the Cataclysm Research Institute captures and purifies those with superpowers."

The boss said, "It's for purifying the crystal core."

"Purify the crystal core?"

"Yes, purified crystal cores can be consumed by ordinary people to awaken their superpowers, or they can help superpowered individuals quickly level up."

However, the concentration of zombie virus in the crystal core is too high. An ordinary purification ability user would start bleeding from all seven orifices after refining just one white crystal core, and would essentially be ruined if they overexerted themselves.

Wenrenlei suddenly realized: "Oh~ it's disposable."