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

The main entrance of the dispatch center.

During his daily street patrol, someone saw Old Sun loitering at the gate and greeted him in a friendly manner.

"Grandpa, out for a stroll again?"

Old Sun's dispatch form had been at the dispatch office for two days with no response. He was frantic with worry and yelled at the patrol team, "What are you doing, taking a stroll?!"

The patrol team chuckled, "Grandpa, getting angry at us won't do any good."

In his agitation, Old Sun rushed forward and grabbed one of the young men, his accent distorting again: "Why didn't you take the mission! Just because he's the base commander's brother, are you afraid to compete with him for the mission?!"

Old Sun was wearing a mask, and as he spoke, his thick glasses fogged up with his breath, making him look somewhat awkward and comical.

The young man who was arrested was stunned for a moment, struggled to understand what he was saying, and sighed softly.

"Sir, let me tell you the truth. That 'most popular' ranking at the night market is just what laymen say. Everyone in their field team knows that in terms of actual ability, 10G is the real number one."

Of course, it's also true that they don't dare to compete with 10G for tasks.

Another team member added, "Sir, their methods were a bit ruthless, but zero casualties in field rescue operations over the past two weeks is something not just any team can achieve."

"When faced with the same horde of zombies, other teams would be lucky to rescue even half of them, but 10G always brings everyone back intact, even their personal cats."

The man who was being held by Lao Sun brushed Lao Sun's hand away: "Do you know about the newly joined Cloud Map Base? They saved over a thousand people from the Corpse King. The most serious injuries were just minor external wounds. It's a pity that one of the girls was lost. But let alone our base, you can't find another team like this in the entire region."

The patrol captain stepped forward and said, "Old man, Captain Wenren's willingness to personally pick up your family is something we would beg for. You shouldn't ask for too much. Our base commander must have his reasons for not wanting to go, and there's no need to force him."

Old Sun stood in the snow, looking disheveled and helpless.

He always sought to be safe and secure, so from the very beginning he demanded that the base commander personally go and rescue his family.

Who would have thought that a promise would be broken? This made Lao Sun completely lose his sense of control and peace of mind.

Although a group of people took turns confirming to him that 10G was reliable, he still felt uneasy.

After graduating, Lao Sun went directly to work at a research institute, where he was surrounded by gentle and cultured people.

The nerve in his brain responsible for interpersonal relationships is as simple as a highway; it has never seen such convoluted things before.

Having never experienced the harsh realities of society in his life, he ended up being manipulated by two young white-haired kids in Japan in his old age.

In the 10G compound.

Wenren Lei spent two leisurely days on vacation. Although he had spent the past two weeks playing except for training, Wenren Lei had his own standards for what constitutes a vacation.

It wasn't snowing today, so Fu Yan used his wood elemental ability to weave a rattan chair and placed it by the fishpond. Wenren Lei was sitting in the rattan chair, wearing sunglasses and fishing.

Yi Yang was carrying plant growth promoter to spray the farmland when he noticed someone at the fishpond and slowly strolled over.

He peeked into the empty bucket at Wenrenlei's feet: "Hey, boss, sunbathing here again?"

Wenren Lei leaned back lazily in his chair, fishing rod casually resting on his lap, and chanted in a mystical tone: "Grandpa Wenren fishes, those who are willing will take the bait~"

Yi Yang chuckled: "You have a really good attitude, old man. That expert hasn't given in yet?"

Wenren Lei nodded slowly: "I can't possibly agree to go out with my brother. Let's just wait it out, I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Yi Yang pinched a small handful of fish food and sprinkled it into the pond: "But I didn't expect that no one would actually accept Expert Sun's commission."

Wenren Lei laughed out loud: "Our team has such a good reputation."

With a slight movement of the float on the water's surface, Wenrenlei immediately sat up straight and reeled in the line, pulling a lively, wriggling carp out of the water.

Yi Yang chuckled: "You actually caught one."

Wenren Lei put the fish into the bucket and said with an air of sophistication, "The time has come; it's time to reel it in."

Yi Yang was puzzled, wondering what this sudden display of arrogance meant.

At that moment, Han Mingjie's voice came through the communication bracelet: "Boss, Lao Sun has circled the door three times and is about to knock."

Wenren Lei took off her sunglasses, hung them on her collar, and chuckled, saying, "Being able to circle the door three times before knocking is already more flexible than I expected."

He stood up, picked up his beloved little bucket, and slowly walked towards the villa: "Let him in, let him come to my house."

"receive!"

Yi Yang laughed as he watched his retreating figure: "He really managed to pull it off."

As soon as Wenren Lei entered the house, she rushed into the kitchen and held up a bucket of water in front of Fu Yan: "Look! Have you ever seen such a fat carp?"

Fu Yan took the bucket, a knowing look on his face, and asked, "Who caught that? It's amazing."

Wenren Lei cleared her throat and straightened her back: "It's me."

Fu Yan feigned surprise: "That's amazing!"

Wenren Lei was satisfied and patted Fu Yan on the shoulder: "Don't be envious. One day, you'll be able to catch such a high-quality carp."

Fu Yan nodded earnestly: "I've learned a lot."

"Braised." Wenren Lei tossed out two words, then sauntered into the living room and collapsed onto the carpet, looking utterly lazy.

He lay in the living room for a while, but Lao Sun still hadn't come in. He guessed that Lao Sun was arguing with Han Mingjie again at the door.

"This little old man." Wenren Lei shook his head and smiled.

The fireplace in the living room was burning with firewood, crackling occasionally. The room temperature was just right, and Wenrenlei gradually became drowsy.

Old Sun was invited into the warm living room, and his glasses instantly fogged up. He took them off and hurriedly wiped them clean.

The warmth of the room, carrying the aroma of food, wafted over him. At that moment, he vaguely understood that people who could live like this in the apocalypse truly possessed some strength.

After he put his glasses back on, the white-haired young man on the carpet slowly got up.

The person looked very tired, but put on a relaxed look as if he had been waiting for a long time. He pulled a wet wipe from the coffee table and wiped his hands, which were not dirty at all.

Old Sun was completely baffled; how could he have been outmaneuvered by such a young man?

While wiping her hands, Wenren Lei managed to clear her head.

"Sit down." He casually pointed to the sofa opposite him, striking a pose even more like a base commander than Wenren Yu.

Old Sun's face flushed red and then turned pale as he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Captain Wenren."

Wenren Lei had just finished indulging in his own mental euphoria, feeling that his actions just now were incredibly cool.

However, he still had to maintain his aloof demeanor, so he nodded slightly and said, "Speak."

Old Sun gritted his teeth, his voice sounding like it was being squeezed out of his throat: "I was senile before, I didn't recognize your worth. My family is in that grassroots organization in the west, and I can't contact them anymore. I beg you, please bring them all back safely."