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

He glanced outside and saw snowflakes pelting the glass. He turned and called out to the kitchen, "Brother Yan, I want roasted sweet potatoes."

"it is good."

Maruko was sleeping next to the planting box. When Wenrenlei turned her head, the watering can in her hand tilted, and a few drops of water spilled onto the puppy's head.

Maruko suddenly stood up, twitched her ears, raised her front paws and stomped haphazardly on the glass, leaving a trail of greasy paw prints, then barked arrogantly at Wenrenlei.

Wenren Lei put down the small water bottle and launched a vicious attack on Wanzi: "Wenren Wanzi, you're really dirty for not washing your hands after eating zombie meat. And you're so immature. When I get old and die, you can forget about getting my inheritance."

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener.

Fu Yan, who was cutting sweet potatoes in the kitchen, suddenly trembled and the knife cut his finger hard. Dark red blood gushed out instantly, dripping onto the cutting board and the sweet potato.

Fu Yan healed his hand injury expressionlessly, threw all the blood-stained items into the trash can, and nonchalantly took out a new sweet potato to start processing again.

The thought that Wenren Lei would one day exhaust her life and leave him completely filled Fu Yan with an unventable gloom and hatred.

Maruko stared wide-eyed, yelled at the sound of tears, and dashed into the bathroom.

"How dare you take your anger out on me!" Wenren Lei shouted. "Oh my god, use bleach to wash its paws and brush its teeth!"

"Okay, hahaha." A1-V left behind a string of electronically synthesized, mesmerizing laughter.

Wenren Lei walked into the living room, collapsed onto the carpet, and felt somewhat anxious.

Bai Yao hasn't sent any updates on the investigation in District 15 yet. All she knows is to head west, making it almost impossible for her to find her brother.

Wenren Lei put her hands behind her head and sighed with a long, drawn-out tone, "A complete defeat~".

Just then, the satellite phone vibrated. Wenren Lei glanced at the screen and answered, "Hello, squad leader."

Yi Yang said, "Boss, we've taken refuge in District 15 now. That zombie hasn't shown up yet; I wonder if it's hiding somewhere, planning to ambush us."

"District 15?" Wenren Lei sat up. "That's perfect. You guys secretly find out if there's a supplies manager named Lan Ting."

"No problem, boss."

Wenren Lei cautioned, "Do not openly inquire about this. This person seems to have a grudge against me. If he finds out that you know me, he might cause you trouble."

Yi Yang was silent for a moment: "What do you mean by 'it seems like we have a grudge'?"

"Never mind."

Yi Yang asked, "Are you all alright?"

"Don't worry, everything's fine. Also, tell Lao Han that his sister is being taken good care of in Zone 1."

Wenren Lei chatted with Yi Yang for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone and continuing to sprawl on the carpet.

A1-V immediately chimed in to report: "Master, there are several people spying on us outside."

"Who is it?" Wenren Lei asked casually.

A1-V said, "The miniature camera has arrived."

A projection appeared in the air. Wenren Lei looked up and saw a five-person team hiding in the woods a hundred meters away, looking towards the RV with binoculars.

"With so much snow, how could they see clearly?"

A1-V said, "We can see our lights from this distance."

Wenren Lei stroked her chin and said, "This personnel configuration looks vaguely familiar to me."

Fu Yan emerged from the kitchen, his gaze falling on the projected image: "They look a bit like the team that deprived people of their breathing ability."

"Could it be the same organization?" Wenren Lei clicked her tongue in amazement. "Who exactly did I kill that they're so hung up on me?"

Fu Yan, his face dark, turned and walked out: "We'll know once we arrest him and ask him." He turned back and said, "It's snowing heavily outside, you wait for me in the car."

Maruko jumped out of the bathroom, howling all the way as she followed Fu Yan out of the RV.

"You heartless bastard, wouldn't it be better to stay home and keep me company?" Wenren Lei lay down on the carpet. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong with Fu Yan, that he seemed very unhappy.

The five-man team in the surveillance footage had put down their binoculars and were huddled together talking in hushed tones.

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow: "You're not plotting how to kill me, are you?"

"Without a doubt, Master, congratulations on getting into big trouble~"

Wenren Lei humbly asked, "Where did you learn your sharp tongue from? Me?"

A1-V: "Without a doubt."

Wenren Lei smiled proudly: "Alright, you've learned something real."

Fu Yan and Wanzi quickly appeared on the surveillance screen. Fu Yan's whole body seemed to say "I'm very unhappy," and he rushed straight towards the five-person team.

Wenren Lei squinted as she examined the scene: "What on earth is he throwing a tantrum about?"

A1-V was silent for a few seconds, then said, "He just cut his left index finger in the kitchen."

Wenren Lei: ?

The five-person team was completely caught off guard by being discovered so quickly, and in a panic, they activated their superpowers to start fighting.

Just like the five-person team last time, there are two superhumans and three ordinary people.

"Lightning and earth elements. Wow, which factions usually use this kind of five-person team setup?"

"This configuration is very common and is used in thousands of bases of all sizes. Common formations include ten-person teams with four superpowers and eight-person teams with three superpowers."

"A base?" Wenren Lei sat up. "So, a base wants to kill me?"

A1-V said, "Not necessarily. Various independent organizations also use this organizational structure."

Wenren Lei collapsed back onto the carpet: "Alright."

In the projected image, Fu Yan transformed a small patch of ground into lightning, causing the five members of the team to convulse on the ground.

But this time, the five-person team seemed to have learned their lesson. Seeing that the assassination attempt had failed and the disparity in strength was too great, they immediately committed suicide as a group.

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow: "I actually think this kind of quality is very heroic."

A1-V added, "I might even shed tears over this."

"You're practically a spirit if you can shed tears."

In the surveillance footage, Wanzi wagged its tail and sniffed each of the corpses one by one. Fu Yan looked on helplessly with his head down.

Wenren Lei turned on the microphone and said, "It's alright, come back first. I believe they will send someone to visit us again."

Fu Yan nodded and disappeared into the woods.

Back in the RV, Fu Yan tossed the meatballs into the bathroom, then walked to the carpet and looked down at Wenren Lei. He spoke, his tone somewhat indifferent: "Get up and eat."

Wenren Lei opened one eye and beckoned to him with her finger: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Fu Yan knelt on one knee on the carpet, leaning closer: "What's wrong?"

"Snap—"

Wenren Lei raised her hand and slapped Fu Yan hard across the cheek: "You're throwing a tantrum at me."

Fu Yan's head was knocked to the side by the blow, and his already dead heart suddenly started pounding wildly. His blood was screaming, wanting him to meld the person in front of him into his very bones.

He turned back and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry."

After slapping Fu Yan, Wenren Lei reached out and grabbed Fu Yan's left hand to examine it closely: "You've already healed yourself, yet you're still throwing a tantrum."

"What...?"

Before Fu Yan could finish speaking, Wenren Lei gently kissed his fingers. The soft touch traveled from his fingertips to his heart, making Fu Yan feel completely weak.

Wenren Lei loosened her grip on his fingers and asked, "Are you feeling better now? I've gone to so much trouble to coax you, can't you give me some face?"

Fu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "Alright."

Wenren Lei sat up, casually draping her arm over the sofa: "Making a fuss over cutting your hand, how childish."

Fu Yan could no longer suppress his heavy breathing; at this moment, Wenren Lei was fatally alluring to him.

"Hmm, I like it when you comfort me." He stood up, pressed Wenren Lei down on the sofa, and whispered in her ear, "Comfort me a little more, okay?"

Wenren Lei tilted her head back and laughed at him with low breaths: "You can get excited even when you get slapped, Fu Yan, you're a real pervert."

"I am."

After an unknown amount of time, Wenren Lei looked down at Fu Yan and said, "This is what you meant by... that I could... be on top..."

Fu Yan looked up at him, his eyes surging with burning madness: "Lei Lei, you're so beautiful."

(A very turbulent time)

Over the next two days, Wenren Lei was targeted by three assassination attempts. After each group's operation was exposed, they all chose to commit suicide, leaving no clues behind.

Wenren Lei has gotten used to it. She even has trouble sleeping when she doesn't see the five-person team checking in every day.

That day, the A1-V drove into a dilapidated city and stopped in front of an abandoned school to rest.