I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Transformed into a cute girl, I live a carefree life in the apocalypse. Author: Qian Deng Yuan

Introduction:

The apocalypse has arrived. In a world teeming with mutated creatures, Yan Ziming, transformed into an adorable girl, is worried about her future: "I'm broke again, and there's someone at home who just sits around waiting for me to cook!" "Big sister, don't cook! Let's do something fun together!"

Chapter One Always

Tianhe Shopping Mall.

The monster's roars continued incessantly, and the blood-red setting sun dyed half the sky red until night fell, when the last roar disappeared into the darkness as if it had been cut off.

*Thud!* The girl pulled her long sword from the monster in front of her, sending a spray of blood flying.

Blood stained half of the girl's face red.

She looked at her spoils of the day and felt very satisfied. One A-grade predator, three B-grade blood rats, fifteen C-grade blue-faced ghouls, and hundreds of ordinary zombies lying on the ground.

The girl pried open the monsters' skulls one by one, and a stench assaulted her nostrils. She wrinkled her nose, waved her hand, and lightning crackled around her, evaporating the stench completely.

While prying open the skull of a blue-faced ghoul, the girl discovered that the broken skull of a predator nearby was emitting a purple light, which overjoyed her. With a swift movement, she sliced ​​the predator's head in two, plunged her hands into the brain matter, and extracted the purple crystals.

"Wow, we actually got an A-grade energy core! This is a huge windfall!" the girl said happily.

Half an hour later, after cleaning up her spoils, the girl checked her surroundings and, finding no prey she had missed, suddenly transformed into a bolt of lightning, streaking across the sky and arriving at the entrance of a military base.

Fully armed soldiers stood guard at the entrance to the military base, methodically directing order. The surrounding walls were lined with countless 155mm howitzers and mortars; their dark muzzles conveyed a heavy sense of oppression, suggesting that anyone who dared to cause trouble would face immediate and devastating retaliation.

The girl stopped near the military base, gazing at the Jiangning Military Base with great awe. After all, it was the third-ranked of the thirteen remaining fortresses in China! Even as a superhuman, she dared not fly too close, lest she be shot down as an intruder, and there would be no reason to complain.

After undergoing thorough checks and confirming that there were no issues, the girl was allowed to pass.

Stepping into the trading market, one finds it brightly lit; the darkness has not brought people's lives into silence.

The girl surveyed the bustling shops and chose one to sell her spoils of the day.

"Hey, little sister, it's been a long time since I've seen you. What good stuff have you brought this time?" The shop owner greeted the girl, whose round belly swayed back and forth. Yan Ziming was speechless that she could still be so fat in this apocalypse.

Yan Ziming walked up to the shop owner, picked up the cloth bag at his waist, and poured out all of today's harvest. Among a pile of white and gray crystals, there was a particularly dazzling purple one.

"This is... an A-grade energy core? My goodness, you even managed to get your hands on something this good. 20 Dragon Coins, I'll take this energy core, and the rest will count as one each, making a total of 21. Is this price acceptable to you?" The shop owner held up two fingers, as if to say that he couldn't give any more.

Upon hearing the price, Yan Ziming thought for a moment. 21 dragon-patterned coins were quite a lot. In any case, they wouldn't fetch a higher price elsewhere, so he might as well do a favor.

"Okay, deal." Yan Ziming took the money bag, shook it, and after feeling its heavy weight, he squinted his eyes with delight.

“Welcome next time!”

A gentle breeze blew by, and the cool feeling made Yan Ziming, who had just finished her battle, feel very comfortable. Exhausted, she couldn't help but feel drowsy and wished she could go home immediately and take a long nap.

But before that, there was something else she needed to do: she had to buy some things for her lazy, good-for-nothing sister at home.

Yan Ziming arrived at a vegetable market and went to a shop she frequented.

The shop owner is a little girl named Yuanyuan. Her mother died in the apocalypse, leaving behind a frail and sickly grandmother. The little girl has shouldered the burden of raising her grandmother entirely on her own. She opened this shop through connections. The shop isn't very big; it just sells food and snacks.

Yan Ziming usually takes good care of her and often comes to support her business. Over time, he and Yuanyuan have become quite familiar with each other.

"Yuanyuan, are you there? Give me a pound of pork and two bottles of beer."

"Sister Zimo, I've told you before that drinking is bad, but you just won't listen."

"It's okay. I'm going to take a few days off anyway, so it's not a bad thing to have a few drinks to relax." Yan Ziming patted Yuanyuan's head, and Yuanyuan closed her eyes comfortably.

“This has nothing to do with taking a vacation or not. Drinking is a symbol of a woman’s depravity!” Yuan Yuan’s words pierced Yan Ziming’s heart like a sharp knife.

"You're such a little devil, wait until you're older to say these things." Yan Ziming tapped Yuanyuan's head, waved his hand, and left.

When Yan Ziming returned home, the fresh air was a stark contrast to the stench of blood on her body, making her feel uncomfortable, so she immediately decided to take a shower.

Shedding her combat uniform, she revealed the girl's firm, jade-like breasts, her gracefully slender waist, and her flat, smooth abdomen, which was so smooth that one could see their reflection in it. Her soft, jade-like arms were like snow lotus roots, her straight and long legs were beautiful, her plump, full buttocks were like a full moon, and even her beautiful lotus feet were silently alluring. Her skin was as white as ice and snow, and her alluring curves were revealed in every detail!

Her jet-black hair was tied into a single ponytail, as black and shiny as ink jade, and her starry eyes sparkled with a clear, jade-like luster. Combined with the specks of blood on her body, she looked delicate and alluring!

Yan Ziming gazed at the stunningly beautiful woman in the mirror, but felt no desire to admire her. What Yuanyuan had said today had struck a chord with her. And she, after all, had been a man!

Yan Ziming's original name was Yan Ziqing. Five years ago, before the apocalyptic crisis broke out, he was a listless office worker, earning the lowest wage and living the most decadent life.

But on the morning of the incident, he choked to death because he woke up late and ate breakfast too quickly!

Yes, he choked to death.

When he woke up again, he found himself transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman!

Yan Ziqing, upon discovering he had been transformed into a woman, felt no remorse, but rather a faint excitement! He was usually a hardcore otaku, deeply yearning for yuri (lesbian) themes. Now that he had the chance to experience it firsthand, how could he not be excited?

He changed his name to Yan Zimo, put on a black dress (don't worry about where he got the name), and after dressing up, he went out of the house to prepare for a new life.

When she opened the door, instead of a new life, a set of huge yellow teeth greeted her. Yan Ziming was so frightened she almost lost her soul. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was a zombie, the kind that often makes cameo appearances in movies! This terrified her. In a panic, she crackled with electricity, and the zombie in front of her was instantly reduced to charred remains, dead beyond any doubt.

Startled, she quickly shut the door and locked it tightly. She checked her computer and discovered a biohazard outbreak had occurred outside! These news reports were already a month old. The latest one, published yesterday, stated that a military base in Jiangning City was located there, advising refugees to use transport convoys to reach it. The report also mentioned the dispatch of rescue teams and the recruitment of individuals with special abilities with generous incentives.

Yan Ziming was overjoyed upon seeing the news and immediately dialed the rescue number, claiming that he was a superhuman. The next morning, a helicopter was seen circling above his house.

Upon arriving at the Jiangning military base, Yan Ziming underwent layers of disinfection and checks. After being confirmed to be safe, she was assigned to a clean and comfortable residence and began her current life.

But Yan Ziming's peaceful life didn't last long before she faced a predicament: she ran out of money.

Forced into a corner, she had no choice but to join the ranks of zombie hunters, to obtain the energy cores from the zombies' brains and sell them for money to continue living a life of mediocrity.

During one of her raids, she stumbled upon an unconscious girl. Looking at the zombie corpses scattered around her, she guessed the girl had collapsed from exhaustion after fighting them. Yan Ziming noticed that the girl's face bore an uncanny resemblance to hers. Yan Ziming didn't remember having any siblings, but the girl before her gave her a sense of familiarity.

Her intuition told her she couldn't abandon the girl, so she resolutely carried her back to her dwelling. The girl was also astonished when she awoke; she couldn't believe there was someone in the world who looked so much like her, and the two were like sisters.

Yan Ziming learned that the girl's name was Ye Qianxue, and that she was also from Jiangning. But how come he had never heard of such a beautiful woman before his transformation? Yan Ziming was very puzzled.

The two then lived together for several years, and their relationship gradually evolved from strangers to sisters. Moreover, there was a hint that it was going to continue to rise. The current situation is probably more than sisters, but not quite lovers.

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Chapter Two: Sisters

Bringing her thoughts back to the present, Yan Ziming was filled with emotion. Five years had passed in the blink of an eye, and her behavior and habits had begun to resemble those of a girl, with her way of speaking becoming more and more feminine.

"Sigh, what will I become—?"

Yan Ziming sighed. He didn't know what his future would hold, but life had to go on. There was no point in thinking about it so much; he might as well just focus on doing things practically.

Just as Yan Ziming was getting into the swing of things after feeding herself some toxic motivational platitudes, reality hit her hard.

The shampoo is gone.

Yan Ziming muttered under his breath, "Damn it, even the shampoo is working against me."

"Qianxue, are you home? Could you please bring me the shampoo from the shoe cabinet? Hurry up."

Yan Ziming immediately thought of his younger sister, Ye Qianxue, and called out towards the bathroom door.

The sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets drifted over. Yan Ziming covered his forehead. This guy was so clumsy! He'd have to pack his things himself again later.

"Big sister, I'm coming in!" A melodious voice came from outside the bathroom.

"Wait, don't come in yet."

The bathroom door opened directly, and a slender figure walked in.

With the same waist-length black hair as Yan Ziming, the same curvaceous figure, and the same face, they all clearly demonstrate that they are sisters.

However, the girl's forehead was a little red, as if she had fallen.

Walking up to the girl, Yan Ziming saw that her younger sister's forehead was red. He blew on the girl's forehead and gently rubbed her slightly swollen forehead. Suddenly, Yan Ziming felt a pang of heartache.

"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?" Yan Ziming looked at his younger sister, who was half a head shorter than him, and asked with concern.

In the bathroom, two identical sisters stood close together, their adorable height difference creating a scene reminiscent of blooming lilies.

"It's alright. After your loving touch, Chiyuki doesn't feel any pain anymore."

Ye Qianxue, known for her startling remarks, uttered those words quite naturally.

"Where did you learn all those dirty jokes from?!"

Yan Ziming kneaded and rubbed Ye Qianxue's delicate face until it was round and flat. As if that wasn't enough, Yan Ziming pulled her face to both sides forcefully. Poor Ye Qianxue's face was stretched into a pancake shape by Yan Ziming, and she cried out for mercy in pain.

"JieJie's big silver nest is full of rough fun, and he has a crush on murderers. (Big sister, I was wrong, please let go!)"

"It's good that you admit your mistake. Now you can leave!"

Having had his fill, Yan Ziming instantly released his hands, and with a loud "smack," Ye Qianxue's face made a loud noise due to the force.

Having been rescued, Ye Qianxue was already terrified of Yan Ziming's dragon claw hand and hurriedly ran out of the bathroom.

"oops!"

Perhaps because Ye Qianxue stepped in the water on the ground, and because she was running too fast, she tripped and fell, hitting her forehead and bleeding.

Yan Ziming, who was taking a bath, saw this scene and, without caring that the soap on his body was still wet, wrapped himself in a towel and carried Ye Qianxue to the bed, carefully checking how badly she was injured.

Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep; a band-aid would suffice.