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

Wenren Lei looked around warily: "Something's wrong with the feng shui of this night market. My brother was even taken away by a dog."

"Should we follow them and take a look?" Fu Yan asked in a low voice.

Wenren Lei swallowed back the "okay" that was about to come out, and said seriously, "I won't go. I'll only stay with you today."

Fu Yan weighed him in his hand: "Then let's continue shopping."

Wenrenlei, sitting high up, could see far and wide. He immediately noticed a crowd gathered in front of a notice board, pointing and discussing amongst themselves.

Curious, he gently patted Fu Yan's head: "Go straight ahead, hurry up!"

Fu Yan gripped his calf tightly: "Let's go."

The two quickly squeezed to the back of the crowd. Wenren Lei squinted at the sign: "The words are too small, I can't see them."

An elderly man in front of them turned around and was shocked by their posture: "Young people these days are quite unique."

Fu Yan smiled politely: "Excuse me, what kind of notice is this?"

The old man waved his hand: "It's not a public notice. Our field team often goes out for search and rescue operations, and this sign was put up by the survivors we rescued. In your young people's terms, it's like the 'Most Popular Team of the Year' ranking."

"Hmm?" Wenren Lei suddenly became interested.

Their team has saved a lot of lives in the past two weeks, and 10G should be on the list as well.

Wenren Lei swung her leg, urging Fu Yan, "Come closer, let me see!"

At that moment, someone in the crowd turned around and saw the conspicuous little white hair in mid-air.

"Huh?! Isn't that Captain 10G?"

"It really is him!"

"Oh no, oh no, let's get out of here!"

Before Wenrenlei could even marvel at her popularity, the residents had already begun to leave, leaving only the old man standing there.

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow and patted Fu Yan's head: "Put me down."

Fu Yan half-squatted down, Wenren Lei jumped to the ground, took two steps to the notice board, and read the words on it: "Most Popular Team Ranking..."

He stretched out his finger, tracing down from the top of the leaderboard, but didn't see 10G's name: "This leaderboard is probably fake; some teams haven't even registered all of them."

The old man standing to the side said, "There are still several more rows ahead."

Wenren Lei glanced at him, slid her finger to the second column, and continued reading.

After slid through the second column, he raised an eyebrow: "There's definitely something wrong with this ranking."

He looked at Fu Yan: "Brother Yan, do you think there's anything wrong with this ranking?"

Fu Yan's gaze fell on the end of the notice board, his voice laced with amusement: "There's definitely a problem."

The old man approached the notice board and asked curiously, "Which team are you looking for?"

Wenren tearfully said, "10G, I'm their number one fan."

The old man looked at him sympathetically: "You actually have 10GB of followers."

"Look, it's here." The old man pointed to the very bottom of the leaderboard.

"Huh?" Wenren Lei looked over in disbelief.

10G was listed last, followed by the words: overwhelmingly negative reviews.

Wenrenlei scrutinized the notice board twice, almost wearing it out, but still couldn't find any other teams under 10G.

"This ranking must be fake."

The old man said mysteriously, "The mouths of the masses don't lie."

"Alright, alright." Wenren Lei scratched his head. "But they've always had zero casualties in rescues, so why are they ranked last?"

The old man held up two fingers together and, in a low voice, vividly described the scene: "I just overheard these people talking, and the whole team is incredibly fierce! During the rescue, children aren't allowed to cry, and adults aren't allowed to make a sound! Anyone who dares to disobey gets kicked in the butt by that white-haired captain and that burly man from Northeast China!"

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow. Wasn't the reference to the white-haired captain and the burly man from Northeast China a bit too obvious?

The old man continued, deliberately lowering his voice and using an exaggerated tremor: "Hey~~Oh~~You didn't see it, a guy's butt got kicked so badly he had to lie in the medical department all day!"

Wenren Lei chuckled: "During the rescue, there was a horde of zombies behind us, and seven or eight Yellowstone-level zombies in front. The kids in the car were screaming in terror, and the man insisted on jumping out to go back and find his bank card. Would you have kicked him if you were in his shoes?"

The old man slammed his fist into his palm: "You reckless fool! What use is a bank card in the apocalypse?!"

Wenren Lei nodded in agreement: "That's right, sir, you're a wise man."

The old man sighed, "But people, once they come into the world, their minds start to wander, and their thoughts easily change. Even though this team suffered the fewest casualties in the rescue, some of them, who arrived at the base safely, are petty and gossipy, and they'll nitpick over these little things."

Wenren Lei nodded repeatedly: "The old man sees things very clearly."

The old man suddenly exclaimed, "Hiss! How do you know the details of the 10G rescue?"

Wenren Lei pointed to her head of white hair: "Guess?"

"Hey hey..." The old man chuckled awkwardly twice. "Oh dear, it looks like it's going to rain. I'll head back now!"

He tucked his hands into his robes and slipped away.

Wenren Lei laughed as she watched his retreating figure, crossed her arms, looked back at the notice board, and read aloud the four words after 10G: "Overwhelmingly negative reviews."

Fu Yan wrapped his coat around him from behind: "Should we take it off?"

Wenren Lei turned back, nestled into Fu Yan's arms, and said coldly, "I won't take it apart. Just leave it here. It's a reminder that I'll never take on another rescue mission, no matter who begs me."

Fu Yan gently stroked the back of his head: "Even your brother's pleas won't work?"

Wenren Lei decides to isolate the whole world: "My brother won't help either."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd in the night market suddenly stirred. Everyone had a look of excitement on their faces and ran in one direction.

"Quick, quick, I heard there's someone causing trouble up ahead."

"The base commander came to the night market today too. He caused trouble on the very first day of business; he definitely needs to be severely punished!"

"Let's go, let's go see what it's like to see a live base commander."

Wenren Lei perked up at the news, instantly forgetting her frustration with the rankings, and grabbed Fu Yan's hand: "Let's go take a look too."

The two followed the flow of people to a corner of the night market.

The snow fell even heavier, and many people opened their umbrellas, forming a dark wall of people that enclosed an open space from which arguments could be heard.

It was too noisy around her, and Wenren Lei couldn't hear what was going on inside. She tiptoed forward and asked, "What's going on? What's going on?"

Someone shared some gossip with Wenren Lei: "They say someone's arguing with the base commander!"

"Huh?" Wenren Lei was stunned. My brother? Wenren Yu? He got into an argument with someone?

Wenren Lei, using Fu Yan's arm for support, stood on her tiptoes higher and listened carefully.

The two arguing voices were contrasting: one was simple-minded and chaotic, the other was calm and rough.

Wenren Lei murmured softly, "None of these sounds like my brother's voice..."

Gu Zhengming's voice suddenly came from beside him: "I think so too."

Wenren Lei turned her head to look at her, raising an eyebrow and saying, "What are you doing here? Where's my brother?"