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

"Huh?" Wenren Lei couldn't believe that Fu Yan could say such a thing. "There are times when you can't find him? Are you kidding me?"

Fu Yan said, "I'm not kidding. In the entire manor, apart from the male and female dormitories and the nursery, there is no sound of breathing or heartbeats anywhere else."

Wenren Lei frowned: "Don't the instructors check the dormitories?"

Fu Yan said, "No need. They are very confident in their ability to control S-level mental ability users."

Even so, shouldn't the staff and instructors have their own separate dormitories?

"After taking you back to your dorm last night, I walked around the dorm building a few times. The staff live in the basement of the student dorms, but as for the instructors, I couldn't find a single one."

Wenren Lei raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

Fu Yan looked at the watchtower: "Leilei, have you noticed that the instructors on guard duty up there have never been any rotations since we entered the park? It seems like they don't need any rest."

Wenren Lei paused slightly, "I hadn't observed carefully before. But you mean, the instructors here aren't human?"

He inexplicably recalled the strange walking postures of those instructors; no normal person walks with their knees bent.

Fu Yan's expression turned somewhat grave: "I suspect that a Corpse King is hiding in this manor."

Fu Yan's guesses were almost always correct. Wenren Lei asked, "Why do you say that? If I remember correctly, there hasn't been any red snow recently, has there?"

Fu Yan shook his head slightly: "It's just a gut feeling. We definitely won't be able to find the instructors' dormitories today. We'll follow them directly after training tomorrow."

Seeing that he was avoiding the main point, Wenren Lei hooked her arm around his neck and pressed him for an answer: "Brother Yan, why do you think there's a Corpse King here?"

Fu Yan paused, then said quietly, "I accidentally replicated a superpower that allows me to control plants. This superpower requires wood elemental power as a medium; it's not a mental superpower, not the superpower of that S-rank mental superpower user. The birch trees here have been monitoring the entire manor; the Corpse King is controlling them."

"No wonder... you wouldn't let me see those trees." Wenren Lei remembered that there was also a birch forest outside the manor. If that's the case, the control range of this mysterious corpse king could probably cover the entire mountain.

Fortunately, the A1-V was parked far away, and Fu Yan kept avoiding the birch trees after leaving the manor, otherwise he would have been caught long ago.

"But how did it come into being so quietly?"

Fu Yan said, "The best guess is that the Corpse King of the Manor used the unusual phenomena of the birth of other Corpse Kings to cover up its own celestial warning."

"What about the bad guesses?"

"The research institute has found a way to prevent the birth of the Corpse King from triggering the Red Snow warning. In that case, humanity would lose its last line of defense."

Wenren tearfully said, "I hope it's the former."

He was frowning. Fu Yan couldn't sense any Corpse Kings of a higher level than him, plus an S-level psychic.

This trip will probably be tough on me.

A cold wind blew by, rustling the leaves of the birch trees in the distance.

Wenren Lei shuddered as she thought of the tree trunk with its eye-like patterns.

Seeing this, Fu Yan wrapped him tightly in his coat: "Go and test Liao Xingwei first, then decide on the next course of action."

"Okay." Wenren Lei chuckled dryly, "I feel like I'm surrounded by the gaze of birch trees right now."

Fu Yan gently kissed his forehead: "Don't be afraid, I've scouted this place, it's a blind spot."

Wenren Lei said softly, "Brother Yan, could it be that the other side has already discovered you?"

Fu Yan's voice was deep and reassuring: "No, I concealed my aura. Have you forgotten? Only I can sense the presence of the other Corpse Kings."

Hearing this, Wenren Lei became even more distressed. The mystery surrounding her husband was still unsolved, and she didn't know whether he was good or bad. Now, so many more things had come up.

Every family has its own troubles, and his family has a library.

"Sigh..." Wenren Lei sighed deeply, "I feel like I've aged ten years."

"Waaaaah..."

Wenren Lei was startled: "What was that sound?"

"Waaah—"

The wind carried the faint sound of sobbing, which sent chills down Wenren's spine. She smiled bitterly and muttered softly, "Please, don't do this again."

Fu Yan listened carefully for a moment: "Don't be afraid, it's a child crying."

Wenren Lei's hair stood on end in fright: "It's even scarier now, okay?"

Fu Yan pulled him closer: "I'll take you to see it."

Wenren Lei clutched Fu Yan's clothes tightly: "Brother Yan, if your behavior were in a horror movie, it would be a classic scene of a cannon fodder idiot courting death."

Fu Yan held him as they lingered outside the south-facing dormitory on the first floor, chuckling softly, "Then lend me your protagonist's halo."

He stopped in front of a window and gently pulled it open.

The crying became clearer.

Wenrenlei mustered her courage and, using the faint light filtering in from the distant searchlight, secretly peeked into the dormitory.

A small figure sat curled up on the bed, sobbing softly.

"Who is this?"

Fu Yan said, "Your little teammate, bye-bye."

Wenren Lei was slightly surprised. Given the manor's level of confidence, everyone should be asleep and unable to wake up at this point due to mental control.

How is this child still alive? No, how is he still awake?

"Who are you?" 886 looked up, her eyes brimming with tears.

Wenren Lei paused for a moment, then jumped down from Fu Yan's arms and leaped through the window into the dormitory.

Fu Yan followed behind him, applying his paralysis ability to 886's roommate.

"Why are you crying?" Wenren Lei asked, half-squatting in front of the child's bed.

886 wiped away her tears, and upon recognizing the person in front of her as 1000, said, "I don't know, I miss my mom and dad a little."

Looking at that innocent little face, Wenren Lei recalled the man who had been dragged away during the day.

Do you know who your father is?

886 slowly shook his head: "I don't have a father."

"Who told you that?"

"The instructor told me that I don't have a mother or a father."

Wenren Lei subconsciously clenched her fists: "Then why are you thinking about them and crying?"

886 shed another string of tears: "I feel... I should have parents... Waaah..."

He hugged his knees, buried his head, and started crying again.

A sense of sorrow shone through Wenren's tearful eyes. "Mom isn't sure, but you definitely should have a father."

Wenren Lei asked Fu Yan for a piece of fruit candy and handed it to 886: "Don't cry, eat this candy and then go to sleep."

886 stretched out her little hand and took the candy from Wenren Lei's palm.

The moment Wenren Lei touched 886's fingertips, she frowned. The child's hands were incredibly rough.

His hatred for those two research institutes suddenly turned into a kind of inexplicable disgust.

"Do you want to leave the manor?" Wenren Lei asked.

886 shook his head: "I haven't become an outstanding graduate yet."

Wenren Lei sighed, "Alright."

He stood up: "Brother Yan, let's go."

Fu Yan nodded slightly, and then Wenren Lei prepared to leave through the window.

"1000".

886 called out from behind.

Wenren Lei turned around: "Regret it?"

886 shook his head: "Thank you for the candy. I won't tell the instructor that you and 1001 sneaked out for a date in the middle of the night."

Wenren Lei couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You seem to know quite a lot."

--split line--

Sorry for the wait!!