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

"It's okay, just do your thing. Concentration is an essential quality for a superhuman. What kind of superhuman can't even do that? Keep going."

"Why don't you come and help, Qianxue? Big sister, you should..."

"No—absolutely not! Qianxue, you just sit at the table and wait to eat. Leave the cooking to me!"

Before Ye Qianxue could speak, Yan Ziming quickly stopped her.

Just kidding, her sister's cooking might be so terrible that even she couldn't handle it now, how could she let her cook it?

Startled by Ye Qianxue, Yan Ziming immediately started cooking at full speed, faster than she could have imagined. Liu Mengxian nodded repeatedly as she watched, but Yan Ziming didn't understand the meaning of her nods. Perhaps it was a compliment to her cooking skills?

"So that's how it's used..."

Liu Mengxian suddenly said something that almost made Yan Ziming throw the food in the pot onto his face.

"...Xian'er, do you want to give it a try?"

"no problem."

Liu Mengxian reached out and took the pot handle, imitating Yan Ziming by stirring and shaking the pot. She did a pretty good job, but her eyes kept glancing towards the stove.

"Are you curious about how this fire was lit?" Yan Ziming asked tentatively.

"Ah."

Yan Zimo not only rubbed his forehead.

Alright, it seems that her divine master has been opened the door to a new world by her today, and there's no turning back!

Chapter Twelve: The Phone is Gone

"Mo'er, this..."

Throughout the noon, Liu Mengxian kept asking Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue questions. Yan Ziming had a hard time just teaching her how to use a mobile phone, so he let her familiarize herself with it first and gave himself a moment of peace.

"Xian'er is too scary! She wants to know so much!"

Yan Ziming lay sprawled on the sofa, sighing softly, while Ye Qianxue nestled in her arms, saying in the same manner:

"Yes... Sister, why is Sister Xian'er so curious?"

"It would be strange not to be interested when you see so many new and interesting things. I would be the same."

There was another thing that gave Yan Ziming a headache.

Having a strong thirst for knowledge is not a bad thing. On the contrary, it is something that makes Yan Zimo very happy that someone he admires can ask him for advice.

In fact, it was proven that Yan Zimo was quite good at teaching. He explained to her the principles of toilet flushing, power supply systems, and some communication principles.

Liu Mengxian's learning ability was indeed worthy of her Soul Heaven Realm cultivation. She could learn everything after Yan Zimo taught her only once and could perfectly replicate it in a short time. However, there was one thing that Yan Zimo really couldn't do.

Those are electronic products like mobile phones and televisions.

For 90% of the time after Yan Ziming got up, he was teaching Liu Mengxian how to use a mobile phone. It was a very simple set of procedures, but it took Liu Mengxian a long time to understand it.

Why can I learn everything else so well, but I just can't seem to get the electronic products taught to me?!

"Well--"

Ye Qianxue puffed out her cheeks, looking incredibly cute with her pink lips.

"What's wrong, my little darling?" Yan Ziming chuckled and poked her cheek, teasing her and trying to calm her down.

Ye Qianxue angrily pinched Yan Ziming's waist lightly:

"I always feel that since Sister Xian'er came, you've always sided with her and ignored Qianxue!"

"No way! Xian'er has only been here for less than a day, how could she be jealous of you so soon?"

"I don't care! You figure out what to do yourself!" Ye Qianxue pouted and kicked her legs, wriggling in Yan Ziming's arms, before suddenly calming down.

"..."

Yan Ziming silently watched Ye Qianxue, who had suddenly fallen silent with her eyes tightly closed. The way she pouted her lips made her meaning all too clear.

Let me think about what to do... Isn't this a simple matter?

Shaking his head helplessly, Yan Ziming gazed at those tender red lips, a few ripples stirring in his heart, and slowly lowered his head.

"stare--"

"Holy crap!" Yan Ziming was shocked, his gaze turning to Liu Mengxian who had suddenly appeared on the sofa, shattering the romantic atmosphere instantly.

"You guys continue, don't mind me."

Liu Mengxian said calmly, but the slight smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her true feelings.

But what can she do? Can Yan Ziming reprimand her?

"Xian'er... you've gotten used to mobile phones so quickly? If you want to know more, you can use the method I taught you to search online." Yan Ziming said with an awkward smile.

When the topic of cell phones came up, Liu Mengxian reacted and reached out to return Yan Ziming's newly purchased Micron phone to her.

"I broke it by accident."

"..."

"I broke it by accident," Liu Mengxian repeated.

"Ah... no, I understand now, the key question is how it got broken?"

Yan Ziming held her Weimi phone with a pained expression. It was a newly released limited edition, not something that money could buy, and now it had been broken by Liu Mengxian.

However, a mere mobile phone is nothing compared to a divine master.

—My fairy is a one-of-a-kind item, one in the entire world! Even if you have money and power, you can't buy it!

Yan Ziming was gripped by a strange sense of pride.

"I tried to simulate charging it, but it broke for some reason."

Liu Mengxian found it very strange.

When she learned from Yan Ziming that it used electricity as its energy source, she wanted to try it out, but the result surprised her.

When it comes to controlling lightning, no one in the world can compare to her. She controlled it to a very small current, and the phone immediately started emitting black smoke and became unusable.

"Oh...no wonder, the electronic components inside were burned out. Xian'er, you must remember, the internal materials of such precision instruments are very fragile..."

After rambling on and on, Liu Mengxian nodded as if she understood, then asked, "Anything else?"

"What else?"

"I want to try the phone one more time." As Liu Mengxian said this, her gaze was fixed on Ye Qianxue, who was nestled in Yan Ziming's arms.

Ye Qianxue's delicate body trembled slightly.

Unlike Yan Ziming's phone, hers, though the same model, contained all her 'treasured' items! If it were destroyed, everything would be gone.

"Ahem, I have an old one, Xian'er, you can take it."

Yan Ziming returned to her room, took out the phone she had been using, handed it to Liu Mengxian, and then...

Bang

Yan Ziming lost his last cell phone.

"..."

"How much is this, Mo'er? I'll pay you back. And tell me where I can buy a phone while you're at it," Liu Mengxian said decisively, seemingly determined to go all in.

"No...it's not much money, Xian'er, you don't need to be so polite."

Yan Ziming said nonchalantly, "Buying a mobile phone is indeed not much money for people like us who risk our lives to obtain crystal cores and sell them for huge sums of money."

"Oh, really? Then that won't be necessary."

"..."

As expected of a fairy who doesn't eat the food of mortals, most people would think that what she said was just polite talk and that she would still have to pay back in the end, but Liu Mengxian took it seriously!

However, Yan Ziming really didn't need Liu Mengxian to accompany him. It's just two cell phones! What's the big deal? As long as the SIM cards inside are okay...

huh?

So, her phone SIM card is in this old phone?

"This is a bit troublesome..." Yan Ziming thought to herself, suddenly feeling a headache coming on. How was she supposed to contact others now?

"What's so troublesome? I've been with you for months, and only a few people have called you? How many calls have you made to others? Zimo, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you should go out more often. You have too few friends!"

Mo Xin suddenly spoke in her mind, her tone full of disdain.

"Cough cough cough—you brat, what nonsense are you spouting! ...You're lying through your teeth! I do have a few friends, you know!"

Yan Ziming felt a little embarrassed, after all, she was a complete otaku. According to big data, what percentage of otaku have friends? Yan Ziming was not among that tiny percentage.

"I'll just go out and get another one, and buy a new phone while I'm at it..."

drip drip drip

Ye Qianxue's phone suddenly rang. The number was an unknown number without any identification. Ye Qianxue hung up immediately and blocked the number, leaving everything quiet.

"Isn't it a bit much to hang up without even listening?" Yan Ziming said.

"What's the point of hanging up on a call from an unknown number? It's probably just another salesperson."