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

With tears still clinging to Fu Yan's body, Wenren replied half-dead, and also told Commander Liu the inside story that the butcher had told him.

After the two agreed on the time and place to meet, Wenren Lei was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open. She leaned on Fu Yan's shoulder and said weakly, "I've got it."

After finishing their business, Commander Liu couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Your voice is so hoarse, did you cry? Did you have a fight with Fu Yan?"

Fu Yan chuckled softly. They didn't argue, they fought.

Wenren stopped crying, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly lied, "Uh... I, I didn't cry."

Commander Liu, completely oblivious to Wenren Lei's embarrassment, asked rather unromantically, "Then why are you making that noise when you speak?"

Seeing Wenren Lei racking his brains for an excuse, Fu Yan reached out and took the phone to defuse the situation: "Commander Liu, he has a cold and his mind is a little dull."

"I knew this brat couldn't take care of himself."

Commander Liu gave Fu Yan instructions for ten minutes before hanging up the phone.

Fu Yan put away the satellite phone, looked down at the listless Wenren Lei on his shoulder, and asked, "Shall we eat?"

Wenren Lei buried her face in Fu Yan's neck and remained motionless.

"Lei Lei?" Fu Yan reached out and lifted Wenren Lei's chin to look; she was asleep.

Fu Yan gently kissed his forehead: "You've worked hard."

With one hand, he added a piece of zombie meat to Wanzi's dog bowl, paired it with his homemade dog treat, and said to the little guy who was squatting on the ground with expectant eyes, "Eat up."

With a "woof," the meatball wagged its tail and rushed into the food bowl to enjoy its meal.

Fu Yan carefully carried the person to a safe place, put the prepared food into his spatial storage, and then went back to the bedroom.

Fu Yan put the person back on the bed, waking Wenren Lei. He mumbled softly, "Brother Yan...no more..."

Fu Yan's heart melted completely, and she gently patted him to comfort him: "No, don't worry, go to sleep peacefully."

Wenren Lei rubbed her head on the pillow a couple of times and fell asleep again.

The next day, Wenren Lei didn't wake up until 3 p.m.

He got up, scratched his head, and took out his phone to call Yi Yang.

The call was quickly connected, and Yi Yang's voice came from the other end: "Hey, boss."

Wenren asked tearfully, "Have you picked up Sister Mo's family?"

Yi Yang paused for a moment, then asked, "Have you been indulging in too much sex? Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Wenren Lei: "You t..."

Yi Yang quickly interrupted, "Ah! Um, Sister Mo doesn't have any other relatives, only a grandmother, and she's already been successfully reconnected."

"Hmm," Wenren Lei asked, "Is that Redstone-level zombie still chasing you?"

Yi Yang said, "We haven't found it yet. We're driving away from here, heading to Frost City to pick up Meng Fan's family."

"Okay, contact me if you can't handle it."

After Wenren Lei finished speaking, he hung up the phone, went into the bathroom to wash up, unbuttoned his pajamas, and looked at the marks on his body in the mirror.

"Damn, if Aiyo sees this, she'll have to give us a lecture on the precautions for gua sha again." Wenren Lei buttoned up her shirt, cursing, "You damn Fu Yan, you're really quite lustful."

Fu Yan poked his head out from the doorway: "Were you calling me?"

"No!" Wenren Lei cried out guiltily as she walked out, "I'm so hungry!"

Fu Yan smiled and said, "The food is ready."

How could he not hear Wenren Lei scolding him? But being scolded by Lei Lei was actually quite enjoyable.

After dinner, Wenren Lei put the meatballs on her shoulder, opened the door to the master bedroom, and looked at the butcher.

He kept wriggling on the ground, his mouth tightly blocked, unable to make a sound.

"Have fun." Wenren Lei greeted them, hung the "No Cleaning Required" sign provided by the hotel on the suite's entrance door, and went out with Fu Yan to meet with the military personnel.

Walking down the main street of the black market, Wenren asked tearfully, "What are those people from the research institute doing?"

Fu Yan said, "The location hasn't changed. I took a look at their hotel when I had some free time, and everyone was still there."

"That's good."

The two passed by the butcher shop again, but the signboard had been removed and a large "For Rent" sign had been erected at the entrance.

Wenren Lei was utterly shocked: "It went bankrupt just like that? That was fast?"

Fu Yan said, "If the black market owner can't contact someone, he assumes they're dead and will immediately take back the shop and rent it out again."

Who is the black market owner?

Fu Yan gently shook his head: "I don't know."

The two arrived at a grand yet retro-styled mansion deep within the black market. Two teams of security guards in suits stood at the entrance, numbering about eight or nine.

People walked over in twos and threes, took out their specially made invitations and handed them to the security guards. Only after the invitations were verified were they allowed to enter the mansion.

Wenren Lei crossed her arms and turned her head to say, "I don't think this is a very good place either."

Fu Yan pointed to the entrance and said, "Auction Hall."

Wenren Lei followed Fu Yan's hand and looked over. The large, glittering golden characters made him dizzy: "Corruption." He scratched his head. "The rendezvous point is actually in a place like this?" Commander Liu only told him to go to the mansion, but didn't say it was an auction house.

Fu Yan patiently explained, "In the black market, the more mixed the people are, the more suitable it is for secret talks. If you arrange to meet alone at a specific location, it is easy to be noticed and eavesdropped on."

Wenren Lei's heart tightened suddenly: "Could the hotel be being monitored?"

Fu Yan, intending to tease him, said seriously, "It's possible."

"Then what about yesterday?" Wenren Lei coughed, glanced at the people around her, and lowered her voice, "Then what about the noises we made in bed yesterday..."

Fu Yan chuckled. He had thought Wenren Lei would be more concerned about the butcher's affair being discovered. He whispered, "Who knows?"

Wenren Lei clutched her hair, looking utterly devastated: "I hope my perfect figure doesn't end up on some random website...."

Fu Yan grabbed his hand, freeing his tangled hair, and stroked it, saying, "Just kidding. There are no surveillance cameras, and I won't let you appear on unknown websites."

Wenren Lei instantly bristled, baring her teeth and glaring at him: "You dare to play me!"

Fu Yan put his arm around his shoulder and walked towards the mansion, smiling as he said, "I was wrong."

As I approached the door, the security guard raised his hand to stop me: "Hello, please show me your invitation."

Wenren Lei was still angry and too lazy to lie, so she said confidently, "I didn't!"

The security guard's right hand instantly reached for the gun on his lower back, and he said in a deep voice, "Sorry, you can't enter without an invitation."

Seeing Wenren Lei's sullen expression, Fu Yan couldn't help but laugh. He took out a black and gold badge from his pocket and handed it to the security guard.

The security guard took it and examined it carefully, then his expression changed: "Are you the guide?"

Fu Yan asked calmly, "Isn't it obvious?"

Still defiant, Wenren Lei turned to leave, saying, "I'm going home without an invitation!"

"No, no, no, I was blind to your greatness." The security guard hurriedly returned the badge to Fu Yan with both hands, bowed deeply and made way for him, "Please come in, gentlemen."

Wenren Lei pointed to the dumpling on her shoulder and politely asked, "Is it not prohibited to bring pets?"

Maruko barked loudly.

The security guard broke out in a cold sweat and repeatedly apologized with a smile: "I was so sorry for my rudeness. Please take it with you. If you really can't, I'll be your pet!"

"No need! Thank you!"

The child was throwing a tantrum everywhere, which Fu Yan found incredibly cute. He suppressed a laugh as he took the badge, put his arm around Wenren Lei's shoulder, and walked into the mansion.

Seeing that Wenren was still crying, Fu Yan asked, "Are you still angry?"

Wenren, her eyes brimming with tears, didn't even glance at him, but instead spoke with a sarcastic, ironic tone: "How dare I? You're the guide, the legendary tour guide!"

"I was really wrong." Fu Yan lowered his head and gently bit Wenren Lei's earlobe. "I'll never dare to do it again."

Wenren Lei's earlobes were sensitive, and the bite sent shivers down his spine. He shrank back and coldly uttered a single word: "Heh."