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

Wenren asked tearfully, "What's wrong? You won't let me date?"

The instructor tilted his head: "Not entered."

Wenren Lei scoffed softly and muttered, "You've even installed a human-machine interface."

Other trainees arrived at the finish line one after another.

Wenren Lei didn't see her teammate, so she stood up and looked for him.

Only a few people were left struggling to run on the field, including his teammate number 886.

He was tripped up by a middle-aged man who was trying to get rid of him. In the ensuing struggle, they ended up being ranked first and second to last.

Wenren Lei glanced at the instructors, but they didn't seem to care.

0001 finally reached the finish line, collapsed to the ground, and gasped for breath.

Wenren Lei half-squatted down to look at him: "Your number is so early, yet your stamina is this bad?"

0001 laughed, then gasped for breath as he said a single word: "So I still need to practice more."

Wenren Lei gestured with her chin toward her teammate 886: "Is nobody going to do anything about this?"

0001 took the water handed to him by the staff, and drank it while lying on the ground: "The rules don't say that you can't disturb other trainees."

Wenren asked tearfully, "Why are you interfering with the other trainees?"

"It's simple. The last-place group will be punished. If that guy doesn't drag someone down with him, their group will be at the bottom." 0001 took a sip of water. "But don't worry, since you got first place, even if your teammates give up training, it won't affect you."

As Wenren Lei watched the two, one big and one small, tripping each other up, her sense of unease grew stronger.

Judging from their appearances, these two rivals who seem to hate each other to death are actually father and son.

"This is completely unreasonable!" a young voice suddenly rang out.

Wenren Lei turned her head and saw a man with the number "1030" rush up to the instructors, pointing at the field: "It's already unfair to put adults and children in the same group for training, and now you're not even doing anything about this blatant malicious interference?"

"So righteous." Wenren Lei gave a thumbs up, but why did this hothead look so familiar?

If nothing unexpected happens, 1030 will be dragged away after saying that.

Wenren tearfully bid farewell to this righteous man in her heart.

Unexpectedly, the instructor, who had been loudly rebuked by 1030, blew a whistle into the field after a few seconds of unfocused gaze.

The man and child, who had been pushing and shoving each other, suddenly stopped and stood frozen in place.

The instructor who blew the whistle waved his hand, and immediately someone went over and dragged away the man who had started the trouble.

Wenren Lei slowly raised an eyebrow and asked 0001 on the ground, "Hey, didn't you just say that interfering with trainees isn't against the rules?"

0001 paused for a few seconds before slowly replying, "Huh? Oh, I guess the instructor thinks 1030 makes sense."

Wenren Lei was speechless. Just as she was about to speak, a chill spread from her abdomen, gradually penetrating her entire body through her limbs and bones.

His whole body felt light and a little numb.

Fu Yan asked, "1000, are you alright?"

Wenren Lei turned her head blankly to look at him.

His mind suddenly went blank, and all his previous speculations about the outstanding graduate, the rivals who seemed to be father and son, and 1030 vanished.

Whenever he thinks about anything unrelated to training, a light, tingling sensation comes out to stop him.

Wenren Lei gently shook his head at Fu Yan, then turned away, no longer looking at him. All he wanted to do now was follow the instructor's orders and do everything perfectly.

"1000," Fu Yan called him again.

Wenren Lei didn't react, staring blankly at the grass beneath her feet.

Fu Yan glanced at the half-empty water bottle in his hand, gritted his teeth, and gripped the plastic bottle tightly.

"I'm so hungry," Wenren Lei whispered.

Fu Yan said, "I'll take you to get something to eat."

Wenren Lei turned her head and glanced at him: "It's not mealtime now, don't break the rules."

Fu Yan had no choice but to give up.

While the students were all resting together, Fu Yan quietly took Wenren Lei's hand and released a weak purification ability.

After a day of training, Wenren Lei finally realized that there was something wrong with her body.

Starting around noon, he felt an intense, agonizing hunger.

At first, he thought he hadn't eaten enough at lunch. Fortunately, the cafeteria had time limits but no quantity limits, so he deliberately took an extra portion for dinner and ate until his stomach was bloated before stopping.

The evening training had just ended, and the trainees were returning to their dormitories for a short rest when Wenrenlei felt that hunger surge in her stomach again.

He lay on his side in bed, curled up and clutching his stomach. He felt full, but his brain was telling him – you are hungry.

Wenrenlei let out a low groan, her fingertips trembling with hunger.

He climbed out of bed, rushed to the table, grabbed the kettle, poured water, and drank it all down.

After downing three or four cups of cold water, Wenrenlei felt like her stomach was about to explode, but the hunger only grew stronger.

"Stop pouring it in, it's useless." 0001 came in from outside and sat down opposite him.

Suppressing the burning sensation in her heart, Wenren Lei asked, "When does the banquet begin?"

After asking the question, he was stunned for a moment, wondering why he had brought up the dinner party on his own initiative.

That glass of red wine...

Wenren Lei recalled the glass of wine he had rejected yesterday, and the faint, sweet, and slightly fishy taste in his memory made him swallow hard.

0001 smiled faintly: "It'll begin soon."

0001's complexion was also not good; her lips were pale, and her eyes kept glancing towards the banquet hall.

Wenren asked tearfully, "Are you hungry too?"

0001 said, "Everyone's like this now; no matter how much you eat during the day, it's useless. In the first few days after we came in, I thought I was going to starve to death."

Wenren Lei slumped onto the table, burying her face in her arms: "That glass of wine at the banquet, it can solve my current problem, right?"

0001 said in a light voice, "Yes, just bear with it a little longer, and we'll be able to attend the banquet soon."

Wenren Lei broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes closed as he gave a cold laugh.

Rather than calling it hunger, it's more accurate to define it as an addiction.

The manor could have started the banquet right after the evening training, but instead, they made the trainees go back to their dormitories to rest, leaving everyone to think about that glass of red wine while they were in agony—this was a form of taming.

Finally, the whistle for the banquet blew, and Wenren Lei immediately got up and went out.

Even if he realized there was something wrong with the glass of red wine, he still had to drink it now.

Otherwise, he would turn into a madman who bites people indiscriminately before he can resolve this predicament.

"1000".

As soon as Wenren Lei stepped out, Fu Yan followed behind: "How are you feeling now?"

The blankness she felt in the training field just now inexplicably disappeared again. Wenren Lei swallowed hard and said, "I'm very hungry."

He took Fu Yan's hand: "Hurry up, I can't go on."

Looking at Wenren Lei, Fu Yan felt a surge of anger, as if he had been tricked.

He had found out last night that the manor kitchen had purification crystals on hand.

He had been carefully watching Wenren Lei's meals, but he never expected that the manor would take advantage of him with a bottle of ordinary water.