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

For example, himself.

He asked, "What are the standards for a Level 3 trainee?"

0001 said, "To awaken your special ability, you must reach level A60, and during this period, you cannot violate any of the manor's rules."

Wenren Lei frowned, and he raised his palm to look at it over and over—what level was his own superpower again?

Wenren tearfully asked, "Does a score above A60 qualify someone as an outstanding graduate?"

"Yes, doesn't it sound like it's very far away?"

Wenren Lei stared blankly at the rooftop, realizing that reaching A60 level seemed like a distant prospect.

But perhaps he was too arrogant; he felt that the A60 was actually just so-so.

"What about psychic abilities?"

0001 said, "Those in the psychic department, once they awaken, are outstanding graduates."

So, by that logic, students majoring in mental cultivation are the most unfortunate.

Their awakening probability is already low, and they have no upgrade mechanism, so before they awaken, they have to live in ordinary dormitories, use toilets without partitions, and take showers without partitions.

A whistle blew in the corridor, and 0001 immediately got up, picked up the uniforms the two had taken off, and walked out.

"What are you doing with my clothes?" Wenren asked tearfully.

0001 explained: "Send it to be washed; someone will come to collect it every day."

After the laundry was collected outside, the dormitory lights were turned off.

In the darkness, Wenren Lei still stared at the roof with her eyes open.

Bitter, life is bitter.

He wants to hug his pillow and cry his heart out right now.

0001 said, "Go to sleep. We have to get up at five tomorrow for training. The first few days will be tough, but you'll get used to it..."

0001 suddenly fell silent while speaking.

Wenren Lei opened her mouth and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you dead?"

0001 did not respond.

Wenren Lei sighed softly.

Forget it, even if 0001 dies, he'll have to collect his body tomorrow. He's exhausted, both physically and mentally, and has no strength left.

Just as he was hugging his pillow, preparing to have a little cry, there was a gentle knock on the dormitory window.

Wenren Lei got out of bed and stood by the window.

Fu Yan was standing outside, tapping on the windowsill.

Wenren Lei said through the glass, "Are you a ghost? This is the fourth floor."

The pale moonlight outside made Fu Yan's face look like a piece of warm, smooth jade.

He smiled and, fiddling with the crack in the window, pulled it open: "I'll take you to the bathroom."

Wenren Lei, facing this man she had only met a few times, suddenly felt somewhat wronged.

He muttered, "Forget it, if the instructor catches you, you'll get punished too."

Fu Yan said, "I've already scouted the area; no one will discover us."

After a few words, Wenren Lei felt even more aggrieved: "I'm not going, you can leave."

Fu Yan, bracing himself against the windowsill, nimbly jumped in, his fingertips lightly brushing against his cheek: "Are you unhappy?"

Wenren Lei couldn't help but throw a little tantrum at him, turning her head away and saying in a muffled voice, "I'm not making plans tonight. My roommate is still here, and I haven't showered yet."

The important part is at the end. Fu Yan chuckled softly, "Don't be afraid, he won't wake up. I'll take you for a hot bath."

Before Wenren Lei could answer, he produced a thick blanket from somewhere, wrapped Wenren Lei in it, bent down, picked her up, and jumped off the windowsill.

Afraid of alerting the instructors in the manor, Wenren Lei didn't dare shout. Grabbing Fu Yan's collar, she whispered, "You want to jump off a building and take someone down with you??"

Fu Yan chuckled and landed on the roof of a building: "I'm not jumping off the building, I'm going on a date."

Seeing that this person possessed some martial arts skills and wasn't seeking death, Wenren Lei secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "You really want to take me out?"

Fu Yan deliberately avoided areas with birch trees, walking among the rooftops: "Hmm."

He glanced down at the person in his arms: "Don't you have any guard against strangers?"

The cold wind stung her cheeks, and Wenren Lei wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding in his embrace: "You bastard, you're the one who called me out, and you're the one who turned around and said I wasn't on guard."

Fu Yan landed lightly on the roof of a building, and a faint tinkling sound came from the room below.

Wenren asked tearfully, "Where is this? What's that sound?"

Fu Yan said, "That's the manor's kitchen downstairs. That was the sound of crystal cores colliding just now."

"A crystal core?" Wenren Lei was somewhat surprised. "Why would a crystal core be in the kitchen?"

Fu Yan jumped up again: "To use for cooking."

……

In the morning, Wenren Lei was awakened by a whistle, and he sat up in a daze.

The person on the other end, 0001, whispered, "He actually fell asleep..."

Wenren Lei subconsciously asked, "What? Asleep?"

0001 immediately replied, "It's alright."

A staff member knocked on the door and placed the washed clothes at the entrance.

Wenren Lei opened the door, brought in the two people's clothes, and took away the clothes with the metal number 1000 pinned to them.

Seeing that he was about to change his clothes, 0001 asked, "Do I have to go out again?"

Wenren Lei said, "Yes."

"Okay." 0001 got out of bed. "Then hurry up, time is tight in the morning."

Wenren Lei nodded and began to put on her clothes.

He sniffed the faint scent of shower gel on his body, certain that he had taken a good shower last night.

Fu Yan took him out yesterday and brought him back, but he doesn't remember anything that happened during the time he was away from the manor.

This manor is definitely problematic. He's never seen a proper place where you need to erase someone's memories from before they joined.

However, what is certain is that he and Fu Yan spent a wonderful time together.

Wenren Lei smiled, thinking it was rather romantic.

After changing his clothes, he picked up the washbasin and opened the door.

0001 burst in: "Pretty fast."

"Um."

Wenren went to the washroom to queue up and wash up.

When Fu Yan brought him back, he warned him not to trust this kind-hearted roommate.

Wenren Lei felt a gentle nudge on her back and turned around to see Fu Yan.

Fu Yan smiled faintly: "Good morning."

Wenren Lei's legs went weak at the sight of him, and he almost couldn't stand. Fu Yan reached out to support him: "What's wrong?"

Wenren Lei lowered her voice and questioned, "What did you do to me last night?"

Fu Yan pressed his ear against the back of his neck, gently inhaling the scent of his hair: "Many things, like having dinner, kissing, and taking a shower together."

A chill ran up her spine and she took a step forward, moving away from Fu Yan.

Fu Yan followed up and asked in a low voice, "Did you remember everything I said last night?"

Wenren Lei nodded gently. Besides not being able to trust 0001, Fu Yan had also told him that from today onwards, he could no longer resist that glass of red wine.

Because starting from the second day after arriving at the resort, not drinking red wine will also result in punishment.

Fu Yan said he would find a way to change the wine, and he just needed to drink it as usual.

After washing up, Wenren Lei and Fu Yan followed the crowd to the cafeteria.

There are six dining halls on the estate, each serving only one hundred people.

The decor here is much simpler than the banquet hall, entirely in the manor's signature gray and white tones.

It seems that the banquet has special significance for the estate owner, who even made a point of separating it from the place where he eats his three daily meals.

Wenren Lei glanced around at the people around her, but the man who had been dragged away from the bathroom last night was not there.

He silently complained to himself that the conditions were so bad that he was being punished for the whole night and not even given breakfast.