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

Wenren Lei nodded slowly: "When Kong Weiyan came to the manor to seek refuge, the birch forest outside wasn't used for surveillance. When the chief instructor saw Kong Weiyan, he clearly didn't expect someone to break in alone."

Fu Yan finally understood: "The zombie king in the manor is Kong Weian."

Wenren Lei said, "Yes, that's why I said that as long as 0001 can regain his memories, he will definitely help us."

"Can you confirm Kong Wei'an's location?" Wenren Lei asked.

Fu Yan said, "Even now, I can't sense his presence."

Wenren Lei pinched her chin, pondering for a moment: "Where is that special birch tree?"

"This is what Liao Xingwei told me; he doesn't know the exact location either," Fu Yan said.

Wenren Lei glanced at the evenly distributed birch trees in the manor, and there was a large, densely packed area in the backyard of the manor. There was simply no time to check each one individually.

He suddenly chuckled and said, "Never mind, I know how to find it."

Fu Yan ruffled his hair: "You're keeping me in suspense again."

Wenren Lei nuzzled his hand with her head, asking, "Have Old Sun's family been settled?"

Fu Yan said, "He's been taken out. There are people from District 11 guarding him, so there's no need to worry."

Wenren Lei nestled into Fu Yan's arms: "Brother Yan, did you hold that baby?"

Fu Yan nodded gently: "I hugged him."

"How are you feeling?"

"I didn't feel anything, it was just a soft, squishy ball, quite well-behaved."

Fu Yan paused for a moment: "How did you get here?"

Wenren Lei said, "Find a special ability to use. There are so many strange and wonderful abilities these days, sooner or later you'll find one that suits you. There's an old lady in District 11 whose ability allows her to produce a small goldfish every day."

Fu Yan thought about it seriously: "Even if I had that kind of ability, I wouldn't want it."

"Hmm?" Wenren Lei questioned him, "Don't you like the child I gave birth to?"

Fu Yan said, "It's too tiring."

Wenren Lei stopped in her tracks and glanced at him sideways.

"You just don't like me."

He left after saying just one sentence.

Fu Yan caught up with him and whispered in his ear, "I'm innocent."

Wenren Lei pushed him away with her shoulder: "Stop it."

……

During the halftime break of training, 0001 finally confirmed that 1000 was definitely not acting right today.

"Come on, brother, cheers!" Wenren Lei, holding a plastic water bottle, clinked glasses with 0001 again. "I'll drink first."

0001 paused for a second: "If you have something on your mind, you can tell me directly."

Wenren Lei sat on the ground, playing with the water bottle in her hand: "You said it yourself, so I'm going to tell you everything."

0001 said, "Come on."

Wenren Lei smirked mischievously, and the next second, he pounced on 0001, reaching out to tear off his uniform: "Give me a piece! How can you eat it all by yourself—!"

0001 raised her hand to stop Wenren Lei: "Are you crazy!"

"You dare swear at me! I'm telling the drill instructor!"

Seeing this, the other trainees gathered around, pointing and whispering, but no one dared to intervene. Watching the fight during break time wasn't against the rules, but actually trying to break it up might be.

The manor just lost a family of three, and even the nursery building has lost people. Most of the instructors have been transferred to patrol the mountains.

No one came to stop the farce for a long time, so Wenren Lei took the opportunity to give 0001 a good beating before four instructors arrived and separated the two.

The instructor, Cream, said mechanically, "Both of you have violated the rules. Take them away."

"1000, what are you doing?!" 0001 scrambled to his feet, pressing his bleeding lip. "Instructor, he hit me for no reason!"

Wenren Lei looked furious, pointing at 0001 and saying, "Instructor! He had steamed buns in his pocket, he's breaking the rules!!"

The instructor slowly turned his head towards 0001: "He has never broken the rules, so you can't..."

Before he could finish speaking, 0001 actually pulled out half a yellow steamed bun from his pocket.

"Yes..." The instructor couldn't stop himself from saying the word "instructor," and he swallowed the rest of the sentence, as if he had run out of power and shut down.

"Impossible!" 0001 exclaimed incredulously. "Instructor! I didn't hide this; someone framed me!"

He pointed at Wenren Lei: "He framed me! He's the only one who touched me!"

Wenren Lei's hands went limp: "You need to provide evidence for your statements!"

The students on the sidelines whispered among themselves.

"Why hide something worse than a steamed bun?"

"It's all-you-can-eat!"

"There's no limit to how much you can eat at the restaurant."

"It's a limited-time offer! He couldn't finish it and took it with him."

That makes sense.

Wenren Lei, supported by two instructors, almost burst out laughing. He saw a wisp of white smoke rising from the instructors' heads. It seemed this was the first time they'd encountered such a situation; they'd practically overheated their CPUs.

Or perhaps, the zombie king who controls them from behind the scenes doesn't know what to do with them.

One of the instructors tilted his head like he was doing a robotic dance and repeated, "These two have violated the rules. Take them away."

The other instructors dragged the two men away.

"Wait a minute!!" Wenren Lei shouted.

The instructor, expressionless, said, "Resistance is futile."

"Who said I was going to rebel?" Wenren Lei continued to shout, "I'm going to report the student who violated the rules!!"

The instructor stopped. "Anyone else?"

Wenren Lei raised her hand and began counting: "1001, 0993, 0886, 0..."

Ten minutes passed, and the instructors were completely bewildered, while Wenren Lei continued reading.

Half of the people in the training field were reported by Wenren Lei. Every person whose number was called had half a yellow steamed bun in their pocket.

"Instructor!" someone cried out, their voice trembling with fear. "I didn't do this!"

"Yes, instructor! I didn't do it!"

After Fu Yan was called, he stood beside Wenren Lei without thinking.

Wenrenlei unceremoniously took the steamed bun from his hand and stuffed it into her mouth to chew.

This was steamed by Fu Yan overnight, using only the finest corn flour, and it tastes sweet.

The training ground was filled with groans and cries, with some even covering their faces and breaking down in tears.

"Instructor, I think we should let it go since there are so many people involved," Fu Yan suggested considerately.

The instructor slowly turned his neck to look at Fu Yan, whose face was full of goodwill.

Wenren Lei quickly pondered in her heart—if it were Liao Xingwei, what would he say?

Then he realized what was happening, and immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Instructor! Without rules, there can be no order! If the students who break the rules today go unpunished, it's simply unfair to those who diligently follow the rules! I'd be ashamed to even say I want to be an outstanding graduate!!"

Among the trainees were many who had been molded by Liao Xingwei, and many others who had been tamed by the manor's spiritual power and accepted these rules. Upon hearing Wenren Lei's words, they all raised their steamed buns and echoed, "1000 is right! Instructor, we are willing to accept the punishment!"

"Yes! We're willing!"

0001 stared in disbelief: "Are you all crazy?"

Wenren Lei winked at him: "You promised to protect me today."

The instructor's head was puffing out more and more smoke, and he mumbled haltingly, "Too many trainees lost, punishment suspended... Too many trainees lost... Temporarily... Revise the order... Trainees who violated the rules should be dragged away... dragged away..."

Wenren Lei was almost dying of laughter; it was a conflict between the advanced commands and the Creamy Instructor's underlying code.