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

At the instructor's command, everyone seemed to be released from their restraints, eagerly picking up their glasses of red wine and drinking them down in one gulp.

Only the students who had just entered the manor with Wenren Lei today looked at everyone with blank expressions.

A new student, who was into fine wine, took a sip, immediately grabbed a napkin, spat the wine back in, and muttered, "It tastes awful."

Wenren Lei leaned closer to Fu Yan and whispered, "Can children drink alcohol?"

There were quite a few children around ten years old in the banquet hall. They not only ate as fast as the others, but they were also the most enthusiastic about drinking.

Fu Yan gently shook his head, put his index finger to his lips, and gestured for him to be quiet.

After finishing their drinks, the other trainees licked their lips contentedly and got up one after another to leave the table.

The person opposite, 0001, put down their glass and wiped their mouth with a napkin: "Actually, this wine is quite smooth. You'll get used to it after a while."

Wenren Lei didn't think she would get used to this wine with its slightly fishy smell: "Can we go back now?"

0001 said, "Of course."

The three got up to return to their dormitory. Wenrenlei glanced back and saw several staff members rushing to the table, scrambling for the red wine left behind by the new trainees.

Several instructors immediately appeared and dragged the person who was trying to steal the alcohol away.

It seems they've been dragged away to receive the punishment 0001 mentioned.

"Watch where you're going." Fu Yan gently placed his hand on his head, turning his gaze back to the front.

Wenren Lei felt a chill run down her spine. The banquet was shrouded in an eeriness.

Judging from the reactions of these trainees, the main attraction of the dinner was not the food, but the real highlight: the last glass of red wine.

Back in the dormitory, Wenrenlei stood in the legendary washroom with her washbasin in hand, utterly bewildered.

There were more than a dozen people in front of them, waiting to wash up at the tap.

He could understand and barely accept this, but...

Wenren Lei glanced behind her. The washroom was very spacious, with a row of faucets on the east side and... a toilet without a door on the west side.

There was a long queue in front of the toilets, and an instructor was standing to the side timing them with a stopwatch.

Wenren Lei was completely numb.

Although he couldn't remember who he was for the time being, there seemed to be some lingering instinct for a life of luxury within him.

A voice screamed in his head: Why?! We have to use the toilets together?! And they're timing it! Where are our human rights?!

The craziest thing was that the toilet was a long row of squat toilets without partitions, and a dozen or so men would squat on them all at once, looking at each other and walking their penises.

The people queuing below stared blankly ahead, turning going to the toilet into a public performance under a spotlight.

Wenren's tears became even more disheveled. Doesn't anyone think something's wrong?

He begged the estate: if they were willing to decorate the banquet hall with such luxurious castle-like furnishings, couldn't they allocate a little budget to properly renovate the toilets?

"Can't stand it?" Fu Yan asked from behind.

Wenren Lei smiled bitterly: "Very much."

Fu Yan suddenly leaned down and pressed his ear against his.

Wenren Lei pursed her lips. Fine, with such poor material conditions, at least there's someone pleasing to the eye to offer some solace.

He leaned back slightly, deliberately leaning against Fu Yan, and rubbed his cheek against Fu Yan's side.

The atmosphere was just right, perfectly ambiguous.

Fu Yan said, "I'll take you out tonight, to the toilet."

Wenren Lei: ...

He really wanted to ask this impressive-looking person to stop spouting such arrogant nonsense, as it easily makes people feel inferior.

Wenren Lei wiped the smug look off her face: "No need, I'm not used to urinating in the open."

Fu Yan smiled and chuckled softly beside Wenren Lei's ear: "Don't worry, I'll take you to a bathroom with a separate shower and bathtub, fully equipped, and with maximum hygiene and privacy."

Wenren Lei: ………………

"Mr. Fu, whom I don't know very well, I've lost some of my mystique about you."

Fu Yan said, "My sweet baby, don't you think it's very practical?"

Wenren Lei was stunned for a moment. Fu Yan used this affectionate nickname so naturally, and surprisingly, she didn't feel any aversion to it.

He glanced at the instructor beside him: "Never mind, it wouldn't be good if you got punished because of me, I..." He gritted his teeth, "I'll try to get through it."

Fu Yan, whether he had a hearing problem or was having hysteria, said softly, "Then it's settled. Don't sleep too soundly tonight, I'll come find you."

Wenren tearfully said, "Who said that to you??"

At that moment, a young man in the crowd shouted, "Your conditions are terrible! I'm leaving!"

Wenren Lei remembered him; he was one of the new trainees who joined them in the same batch today.

Before he could cause a commotion, two instructors came forward and dragged him away.

The man struggled in the instructor's grasp: "Let me go! Can't I even tell the truth?!"

Just as Wenren Lei was about to join the group, Fu Yan tugged at him from behind.

"What? I'm not afraid," Wenren Lei whispered.

Fu Yan uttered the phrase 0001 always said: "I will be punished."

Just as Wenren Lei was about to retort, Fu Yan gestured for him to look around.

Until the man's voice disappeared in the corridor, apart from a few new students who couldn't help but glance at him out of curiosity, the others didn't react at all.

Fu Yan repeated in his ear again: "Don't be impulsive, you'll be punished."

If 0001 were to repeat these words to him repeatedly, he would already be getting annoyed.

But when Fu Yan said it, Wenren Lei took it to heart.

He planned to find an opportunity during training tomorrow to ask the man who was dragged away what kind of punishment he would receive that made these people avoid him like the plague.

In the end, Wenren Lei didn't go to the toilet to queue; he simply couldn't get over that mental hurdle.

Lying on the hard bed, he closed his eyes, tears welling in his eyes: "What a tragedy..."

The dormitory door was pushed open, and 0001 came in carrying a washbasin: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Hearing people cry tears of sorrow, and openly walking their birds, only a god could be happy.

0001 took a towel to dry her wet hair, and small water droplets splashed down on Wenren Lei's face like rain.

Wenren Lei irritably pulled the blanket over herself: "You splashed water on my face."

0001 took two steps away and said, "Sorry."

Wenren Lei pulled back the covers to look at 0001; it seemed he had gone to the bathroom to take a shower.

After washing up, Wenrenlei wanted to take a shower as well.

However, the shower room, like the toilet, had no partitions, making Wenrenlei feel uncomfortable all over. She returned to her dormitory feeling annoyed.

0001 leaned against the radiator, drying her hair: "You only have so much time to wash up each day. If you don't go now, you'll have to endure it all day."

Wenren Lei was even more annoyed after hearing this, and the bed board made his back ache.

He no longer cares about Fu Yan at all; he's so miserable he wants to die.

"However," 0001 draped the towel on the rack, "if you can advance to level three and move to a dormitory with a private bathroom, you won't have to squeeze in with everyone else."

Wenren asked tearfully, "Didn't they say that second-level cadets would get better dormitories?"

0001 said, "The conditions in the second-level dormitories will be better, but there will be no private bathroom."

Wenrenlei thought that even if the goal of becoming an "outstanding graduate" were disregarded, people would train desperately just for a better living environment.