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

There's a saying that goes like this: There are no seamless walls in the world. As long as there are rules, there will always be loopholes to exploit!

With such a rule in place, wouldn't it be possible to falsify age information, thereby secretly bringing many people with superpowers who are over the required age into the competition to achieve their goals?

"Let's take another look. What if this person just looks old?"

Yan Ziming continued reading, and the more he read, the more gloomy he became. If one person looks old, surely a dozen people can all look old?

This was only discovered among high-level ability users; who knows how many more are hidden among those below!

"No, we need to report this to Sister Mo Sheng."

Yan Ziming sent the document to Mo Sheng's private email address via data transfer, and then took out Ye Qianxue's phone to call Mo Sheng.

"Hello, this is Mo Sheng. Is there anything I can help you with, Qianxue?"

Mo Sheng's voice came through the phone, sounding somewhat tired. Being the head of the department was no easy task; it was many times more difficult than being just a team leader. After all, the person in charge managed twelve military administrative regions across the country.

"It's me, Yan Zimo."

"Oh? It's rare for you to call, Zimo. What's up?"

Hearing Yan Ziming's voice, Mo Sheng seemed somewhat pleased, indicating that she had not forgotten her responsibilities.

"Take a look at the document I sent to your email. I suspect that people in the United States, or maybe other countries, or even us, have concealed their age to participate in the competition."

"Okay, I'll look into it right away. Don't tell anyone about this yet, I'll contact you later."

Mo Sheng's voice immediately turned serious. This was a terrible thing. If what Yan Ziming said was true, apart from the top few who could achieve remarkable results, China's overall performance this time might not be ideal, or even very bad.

Because China followed the rules this time and did not send anyone over thirty years old, it would definitely suffer losses if it went up against those people.

It is certain that no Chinese government officials sent anyone over the age of thirty. They are unaware of the situation among civilians and will have to rely on the organizers for screening, which will take some time.

Actually, there's no need to think about it. After all, there are all kinds of birds in a big forest. It's impossible for everyone in China to be a saintly gentleman who abides by the rules. There will definitely be some contestants over the age of thirty who are taking advantage of the situation, and their numbers are likely quite large. There are even more such people worldwide.

If such an incident were to occur once the competition begins, the entire Civilization Cup would likely become a laughing stock.

Concealing one's age to participate in competitions, with countries all over the world participating—isn't this an international laughing stock?

Unfortunately, these rules were confirmed by her personally, and it's too late to change them now. Are we going to have to check the information of each participant one by one?

The United States, already overwhelmed with maintaining order in District Seven, simply cannot spare that much manpower and resources!

Since it's already a fait accompli, we can only try to cover it up and let it continue!

Fortunately, the host country for this event is the United States, while China is only the second-in-command behind the scenes. Even if the affair is exposed, only the United States will lose face, and China will not be affected much.

There are no agreements or anything like that; they won't be made public. The profit sharing between the two parties will be settled according to the original ratio. If the United States dares to default, their bonds will be dumped by China.

"Email, email... Ah, I've got it, let me see... Zimo was right, there really are people who lie about their age..."

After watching for a while, Mo Sheng muttered to himself with a headache, "I'll have to ask Yan Shan and the others for advice on how to resolve this."

She already had a general plan in mind. First and foremost, the competition had to proceed as scheduled.

As for those who conceal their age, Mo Sheng turns a blind eye as long as it's not too outrageous. The Five Gangsters have done this in some major events before, so they're quite adept at it.

For example, this guy named Sher, who can't tell you look like a middle-aged man in his forties? Letting him participate is practically a slap in the face to the organizers!

She immediately dialed Yan Shan's number: "Hello, Senior Yan Shan?"

"I'm here. What's up?"

"Yes, something went wrong... that's how it is."

After recounting what had happened to Yan Shan, Mo Sheng anxiously awaited his reply. To encounter such a situation on her very first time as the head of an international event was incredibly embarrassing; she felt utterly ashamed to face her senior colleagues.

"Your thinking is correct, the competition will definitely continue, but the necessary work still needs to be done. Listen to me..."

Yan Shan quickly drew a line—those who looked to be under thirty-two were barely acceptable, while those who were over thirty were eliminated!

If they're not satisfied, we can incite them to report people around them who are older than a certain age. That way, we can follow the clues and take them down one by one, without them having to do the investigation themselves.

Mo Sheng was filled with admiration. As expected of a cunning old fox who had been in the military and political arena for decades, he had come up with a countermeasure in such a short time, which could minimize the losses.

“I’m glad you reported this to me immediately. This is no longer just a matter for you as the person in charge; it’s a matter for the entire country. Don’t let your pride get in the way and try to solve it all by yourself. If there’s anything, discuss it with us right away, understand?”

Yan Shan, speaking in the tone of a senior, admonished Mo Sheng, laying the foundation for her future leadership of China.

"Understood, senior. Thank you. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

It was only just nightfall, and Mo Sheng was already busy with work again; she needed to start preparing to resolve this matter.

"Wait, don't rush, I have another question." Yan Shan quickly stopped Mo Sheng and asked, "Did you discover this?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I didn't find out myself. It was my sister Zimo who sent me the list of participants from the United States."

Mo Sheng said embarrassedly that if Yan Ziming hadn't told her, she would have really messed things up this time.

"Don't blame yourself, this is a good thing. Trust the people around you more, gather information, and you will discover many things that you wouldn't normally notice. That's all, go and get busy."

Yan Shan hung up the phone, and the Chinese leader, who was playing chess opposite him, smiled and asked:

"What trouble has Mo Sheng gotten herself into?"

"Yes, quite a few people have concealed their age to participate in the competition, and she's currently busy running around everywhere."

"You old codger, you noticed the problem with these rules a long time ago, didn't you?"

The Chinese leaders knew Yan Shan's nature very well; he was deliberately keeping quiet, wanting to teach Mo Sheng a lesson. They wanted to show her what was what.

"You already know, why ask! Mo Sheng has had it too easy all the way here, which isn't good for her. This mistake is the best test for her!"

Yan Shan recalled the last time Mo Sheng asked him to check if there were any loopholes in the rules. He had already noticed them then, but he didn't point them out, wanting her to discover them herself.

Otherwise, how could Yan Shan have come up with a solution in less than a minute? He told Mo Sheng that he had already thought of it long ago.

It's a pity that the goal wasn't achieved. It was Yan Ziming's report that made her realize the problem; otherwise, there would have been no solution once the Civilization Cup officially started.

"Heh, I think this is a good thing. The younger generation in China has been too prominent lately. It's good to use this opportunity to curb their arrogance."

The Chinese leader said this.

Some young Chinese geniuses, confident in their exceptional talents, clamored to raise the social status of those with superpowers, further widening the gap between them and ordinary people.

The distance mentioned here is not in its literal sense, but rather in a subjective sense. To put it bluntly, it means wanting to completely separate people with superpowers from ordinary people. If this continues to evolve, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Hopefully, this time we can teach those older 'seniors' a good lesson.

"Oh right, you just asked if Mo Sheng noticed this, and what her answer was?"

Yan Shan said with a strange expression, "No, it's still my niece. I really don't understand why she's always so lucky. Could it be that this is also a blessing brought by the Qilin?"

Chapter Twenty-Six: Reconciliation

Yan Shan was so surprised by his niece that he had no temper.

Where did she get the list of United States participants? How did something that should only be known within the United States end up in her hands?

"Oh, by the way, speaking of which, the matter from last time has been settled." Yan Shan said to the Chinese leader, remembering something:

"It's about the secret trafficking of our Chinese people. I think it's time for an internal purge."

The Chinese leader frowned: "Didn't we just clean up three months ago? Do we have to clean up again? It's more useful to keep some of the fish that slipped through the net than to get rid of them."

Three months ago, Bei'an, the largest military administrative region in China, was subjected to a premeditated large-scale attack, in which countless scientific research devices were destroyed.

At that time, the whole of China was furious and launched a massive purge that caused widespread panic. The other eleven military administrative regions also responded actively. While eliminating the spies planted by external forces, they also uncovered many officials with signs of corruption, some of whom were involved in human trafficking. They wiped them all out in one fell swoop!

In order to find the hideout of the organization called "The Singer", the Chinese high command left some "fish that slipped through the net" and deliberately spread some false information to them to make them give themselves away, and then wiped them out in one fell swoop!

"I suspect there are still quite a few that haven't surfaced yet; moreover, you're not unaware of formalism, there must be some high-ranking officials in certain military administrative regions who have failed in their duties. Let's launch a surprise attack and expose those who haven't yet revealed their true colors!"

Yan Shan's words were firm and powerful, revealing a ruthless and murderous aura.

"Fine, it's been a long time since I've seen such a continuous large-scale operation." The Chinese leader sneered. The reason he was able to become the leader was not only because of his outstanding political talent, but also because of his iron-hard hand!

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"Hey, Zimo? Thank you so much this time. Without your help, I would have been so embarrassed!"

Amidst her busy schedule, Mo Sheng didn't forget to call Yan Ziming to thank her. The list she sent back this time was a real help. Even without the issue of concealing her age, it was still excellent as a reference for the contestants from China.

"It's alright, what can I do? I'm the team leader, so I won't bother nagging you, you're in charge."

After teasing Mo Sheng and hanging up the phone before she could get angry, Yan Ziming continued her practice with satisfaction. Controlling the range of elemental transformation was the first hurdle she needed to overcome; solving it would solve half the problem.

However, the smooth practice was interrupted.

"Damn it, why did it have to flare up at this time?"

Looking at the black stripes on his feet that were beginning to glow, Yan Ziming said with a worried expression.

Her mind is full of abnormal thoughts, which makes it impossible for her to concentrate on practicing. If she forces it, she might ruin the whole hotel.

It's been a few days since my last outburst. If this isn't resolved, not only will I be unable to continue practicing, but even my ability to compete normally will be a problem.

She didn't want to embarrass herself because of the stripes during the competition, so she had to solve the problem herself.

"Big sister..." Suddenly, a pair of soft, boneless hands appeared around her waist, and a warm, jade-like body pressed against her back. Those large, full breasts made Yan Ziming's mind wander.

"Qianxue, what are you doing up here?"

Yan Ziming asked, her mouth dry. If it were any other time, she would have pushed Ye Qianxue down right there and now, but not now, because Liu Mengxian was downstairs.

With her ability to control the situation around her, she would immediately discover what they were doing. How is she supposed to face Liu Mengxian after this?