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

Wen Chi said, "It happened right here in the base. A lot of people fell from the sky one after another. You said before that you should kill anyone with reflective scales on their face, so I did."

"The sky?" Wenren Lei paused, a thought flashing through her mind—had she forgotten something?

Wen Chi nodded: "That's right, in the sky."

Wenren Lei shoved the plate into Meng Fan's hands, stood up, grabbed Wen Chi's arm, and pulled him outside, saying, "Take me to see this."

As they passed the unconscious supplies manager, Wenren cried out, "Squad Leader!"

Yi Yang jogged over: "Boss, what are the instructions?"

Wenren Lei said, "You are to interrogate this person. Make him vomit every single word he needs to vomit. If he doesn't talk, then use the electric shock device."

Yi Yang rubbed his hands together: "But this guy is still unconscious."

Wenren Lei smiled meaningfully: "Yangyang, I'll teach you one last time, be brave and electric."

Yi Yang was eager to try, a crackling current shooting through his palm, and said in a cheeky tone, "Yangyang understands~"

"The effect is truly immediate," Yi Yang exclaimed.

Wenren Lei chuckled, bumping her shoulder against Yi Yang's, and whispered, "After Brother Yan finishes purifying Liao Xingwei, knock him unconscious with electricity. Then tell Brother Yan to add another layer of paralysis to that kid's ability, so he doesn't have a chance to leak his coordinates."

Yi Yang narrowed his eyes slyly and furtively gave an OK sign: "Don't worry."

Wenren Lei grabbed Wen Chi and jumped out of the window, not forgetting to throw out a sentence: "Brother Yan! Old Wen will protect me, you don't need to worry—!"

Wen Chi found it amusing, chuckled, and called out, "Yan Yan—! You can worry about me—!"

Fu Yan responded to both of them with "Okay".

The two stepped onto the thick snow, where the wind and snow were still very strong.

Wenren Lei clicked her tongue: "That's my husband, why are you calling him that?"

He conjured a semi-circular protective shield to cover the two of them, both to shield them from the snow and to prevent spider silk from entering their bodies.

Wen Chi put his hands behind his head and slowly took a step forward: "I'll scream if I want to."

"Stop right there." Wenren Lei took out a flashlight from her spatial ring. "Let me check."

Wen Chi obediently turned around and walked back: "You only just remembered to check now."

Wenren Lei shone the light on his face and said, "I was too busy with other things just now and didn't have time to think about it."

After checking and confirming that Wen Chi was fine, Wenren Lei said, "Go check the place where the Corpse King's clone was removed."

"Hmm~" Wen Chi swayed and walked forward again.

The Corpse King sent his clone to the banquet hall to capture Huang Yijie, presumably because he sensed that the situation was turning against him and planned to escape with Huang Yijie.

Wenren Lei was just wondering why the Corpse King only sent one clone. It turns out that the other clones were blocked at the spawn point by Wen Chi and killed as monsters.

"Old Wen, you're quite reliable," Wenren Lei praised him.

Wen Chi paused and turned to look at him, seizing the opportunity of being praised, and immediately revealed: "I ate all the Spartan cake that Fu Yangang made for you in the refrigerator in the RV earlier."

"hold head high?"

Wenren Lei rushed forward and started punching him, yelling, "Screw you! That's a Barrett! Give it back! Give it back! Give it back!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Wen Chi screamed repeatedly, "You just said I was reliable!"

"Reliable! Reliable! Reliable! I'll beat you to death!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Such a filial son!"

……

Midway through, Fu Yan felt pain in his hand and sent a message of concern via his bracelet: "Lei Lei, what happened to you?"

Wenren Lei sneered, "Old Wen ate my Iraqi cake, and I'm beating him up."

Fu Yan chuckled softly, "Sweetie, that's called Basque."

"Aren't you tired of purifying them?" Wenren Lei asked, pausing her beating.

With Wenren Lei not by his side, Fu Yan, not wanting to worry too much, refrained from using his tea ceremony skills and instead told the truth: "I'm not tired. Their infection isn't deep, and it won't be difficult to purify them. Don't worry."

……

Wen Chi was beaten all the way to his destination.

"Hmph, rude." Wen Chi elegantly straightened his disheveled collar.

Wenren Lei patted non-existent dust off her hands: "Heh, you glutton."

The two were located in the far southeast corner of the base, a place without even streetlights, looking like the dead end of the world.

A light would be too conspicuous in the dark, so Wenrenlei didn't turn on his flashlight. Wearing night vision goggles, he looked around and asked in a low voice, "Is this where spiders lay their eggs?"

Wen Chi said, "That's right. How did you know it was a spider laying eggs? I haven't told you yet, but when those clones fell from the sky, they were all covered in a cocoon."

"Just a guess. The cocoon on the clone's body is spider egg sac silk. I found the same silk threads in Huang Yijie's satellite phone."

The spider silk in Wenren Lei's body has been cleared, and his disturbed memories are gradually returning. He finally remembers the thing he had forgotten before—he deduced that the Corpse King was in the base.

It seems quite at ease, having built its nest here.

Wenren Lei looked up at the snow-covered night sky. Spider eggs fell from the sky. Could the main controller of the Corpse King Fusion really be a spider?

That spider might be flying over the base right now.

Wenren Lei shivered in disgust: "Old Wen, can you make me float in mid-air?"

"Then you've come to the right person; I happen to be able to answer that."

After saying that, Wen Chi's entire corpse instantly transformed into a cloud of black mist, from which his voice emanated: "Come up."

"If 3S-grade can do that? Does that mean I can turn into water in the future?"

"Isn't it fun?"

"It's fun." Wenren Lei raised her hand and patted the misty surface. It felt very soft, like a high-quality silk quilt. "Is it reliable? Don't drop me."

"Don't worry," Wen Chi said confidently. "If I fall, I'll donate the other half of my brain to you free of charge."

Wenren Lei sat down cross-legged: "Thank you, but you should keep that half of your brain for yourself."

Two wide, misty ribbons extended from the black mist cloud and crossed over Wenren Lei's shoulders.

Wen Chi's voice was tinged with laughter: "Fasten your seatbelts, let's go."

Wenren Lei suddenly felt happy and patted Hei Yun's head: "Let's go!"

Wen Chiyou took off and shot out like a rocket.

Wenrenlei's accompanying protective shield also covered the two of them in a round shape, and then flew up, like a crystal ball without a base.

Snowflakes hit the outer wall of the protective shield and quickly slid off from both sides, creating a dazzling kaleidoscope effect.

"Wow! Old Wen, this is fun!" Wenren Lei never expected that he would also be riding the Somersault Cloud.

Wen Chi started mimicking his tone again: "If it's fun, call him Uncle—!"

Wenren Lei gripped the misty straps on his shoulders and swayed his body with curiosity, causing the dark clouds to bounce back and forth with his movements.

He chuckled, "Uncle, why is the cloud you transformed into so soft and fluffy?"