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

In fact, she did want to do that.

"No, I was called up and made a deal."

"A transaction?" Qin Di was slightly taken aback, knowing that this was not his business, so he ignored it.

How's the match going?

"Not too optimistic."

Speaking of the competition, Qin Di felt a headache coming on.

The Chinese team did not achieve very good results.

Many spots that could have been filled were squeezed out by some 'dark horses' that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, all of whom were over the age limit.

"The incident you discovered a while ago still had a huge impact. If the news hadn't been kept from us, the contestants would probably have filed a joint complaint with the organizers."

"This was expected."

In fact, there were also true dark horses, with many qualified amateur participants defeating national teams based on their own hard skills.

Since the start of the competition, there has been more than one such person, and they are all sought-after by various countries.

"Let's wait and see. Are there any talented individuals with special abilities from our country?"

Qin Di smiled proudly, "Yes, there are quite a few, almost half of them are Chinese, but none of them can compare to you."

"Nonsense, what kind of strength do I have? There are very few eighth-level cultivators to begin with, and even fewer under thirty years old," Yan Ziming said arrogantly.

"You seem to be only nineteen years old..." Qin Di thought to himself. A genius like Yan Ziming is one in a thousand years!

With so many hidden talents, the future prosperity of China is evident.

Thinking of something, Yan Ziming reminded him, "Our people should take some action now. We shouldn't let them be poached by other countries, especially the United States. They might not dare to target us, but they'd certainly have the guts to target civilian superhumans."

This is on another country's territory. Being too arrogant and domineering is not a good thing. If other forces fail to recruit him, it is not impossible to eliminate potential future threats in advance.

Especially that underground organization; their appearance here was truly unexpected.

They don't hold back when they do things. They suffered a great loss on their last trip to the deserted island, and in order to retaliate, they will most likely choose to kill any Chinese people they encounter, since it will be difficult to trace them back to them anyway.

He has enough personal strength, lives within the influence of the Lofiel conglomerate, and has Liu Mengxian's protection, so he can be fearless of these threats. But those civilian superhumans are not necessarily so.

Those folk individuals with supernatural abilities are young and impetuous. They don't know when to stop, and most of them will end up like Yan Ziming predicted.

Preventing this kind of thing is what the Chinese government should be doing right now.

“I’ve already arranged for someone to do it… Now you’re finally acting like a captain, speaking so eloquently.”

"Can I take that as mockery? Watch out, you might get punched!"

Yan Ziming brandished her small fist and said threateningly.

Qin Di also shrank his neck in agreement, knowing just how terrifying the power was hidden within this seemingly weak body.

The competition time passed quickly; it was now 9 p.m., nine hours had passed since the opening ceremony at noon.

In these nine hours, a total of sixteen rounds of free-for-all elimination matches were held, totaling eighty groups, completing two-thirds of the competition at once, much faster than the organizers had anticipated.

At this rate, the second round of elimination matches can begin tomorrow.

It will be a one-on-one competition, eliminating the chances of players taking advantage of others and relying on others to gain an advantage, thus highlighting the individual strength of the contestants.

Yan Ziming estimated that even if he wanted to continue hiding his strength at that time, it would be difficult.

Those who can pass the first round of brutal selection are of exceptionally high quality; you could randomly pick one and they'd be a seventh-tier expert.

"You all did a great job today. All of you who were drawn have qualified. Keep up the good work tomorrow." After today's matches, Yan Ziming said to the Beian team members.

"Oh, and one more thing, it's getting late. Remember not to linger outside. There are still people who want you dead. Now, dismissed!"

After fulfilling his duties as team leader, Yan Ziming took advantage of the night and slowly walked back to the hotel.

On the way, Yan Ziming remembered that her phone had been ruined by Xian'er, and she was still using Ye Qianxue's phone. She needed to buy a new one.

With this thought in mind, Yan Ziming walked along the sparsely populated streets of the Seventh District, heading towards the most famous mobile phone store. After choosing a brand-new iPhone X, it was already around 11 p.m. The streets were completely deserted, and the sound of her delicate feet landing on the ground could be clearly heard.

"Oh dear... I've spent several hours choosing without even realizing it. It's so troublesome to have decision-making difficulties. Speaking of which... the starry sky is really bright, what a beautiful view."

Yan Ziming looked up at the sky, taking in the entire Milky Way. The stars of December were clearly visible, with the two in the very center shining the brightest, like two large, golden eyes gazing at her...

"Huh? How did it suddenly disappear? That's really strange... Hmm?!"

The footsteps stopped abruptly. For no other reason than Yan Ziming froze, completely captivated by the almost tangible killing intent. His body turned ice-cold, and his skin trembled, as if he had encountered an invincible enemy.

Before her stood a little girl dressed in a cyan-gold dress, coldly watching her.

Those captivating eyes were just like the stars Yan Ziming had seen in the night sky...

Chapter Thirty-Nine

"Big sister is so slow..."

Inside the presidential suite, Ye Qianxue kicked her legs out of boredom, landing on the sofa with a thud.

She knew that Yan Ziming had the responsibility of being the team leader and couldn't leave at will, but it was already past 11 p.m. and he still hadn't returned. Even if Mo Sheng was in charge, she didn't need to work so late!

"Big sister... have you been hanging out with some girls again?" She stroked the big, fat cat sleeping on her lap. "Hey, Ozawa... aren't you right, Ozawa?"

Ozawa's obese body trembled slightly, as if he had a nightmare, and he let out an uneasy whimper.

This was the first time Xiaoze had spoken since he ate the sea serpent's crystal core.

"Could it be waking up?" Ye Qianxue wondered expectantly. She hadn't teased this big fat cat for several months, and she was a little rusty now.

After waiting anxiously for a long time, Xiao Ze still didn't react, and Ye Qianxue lowered her head in disappointment.

"Mo Xin and Tian Tian are asleep too, Xian'er is nowhere to be found, Master... uh, never mind, Qian Xue doesn't want to get slapped... So boring~~"

Another listless groan escaped her lips. Her delicate, slender feet kicked around haphazardly, accidentally knocking over a teacup and breaking Ye Qianxue's patience.

"No, let's make a phone call and ask."

After fumbling around in her pockets for a while, Ye Qianxue finally remembered that she had given her phone to her older sister for the past few days and it wasn't on her.

Well, there are no private phones, but there are always public phones, which means there's always the possibility of being wiretapped.

But I didn't say anything private, so it should be okay, right?

Ye Qianxue picked up the public phone next to the table, intending to dial her own cell phone number to contact Yan Ziming, but her finger couldn't press any further when she got to the third digit.

She forgot her phone number.

My older sister usually tops up my phone credit for me, and since no one calls her, I've gradually forgotten about her and can't remember her anymore.

"I think I should call Sister Mo Sheng and ask. Her number is..."

After pressing the 11 digits in sequence, Mo Sheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, who is this? Speak quickly."

Because it was an unfamiliar number, and a business number at that, Mo Sheng's voice was inevitably somewhat cold.

Ye Qianxue called out sweetly, "Sister Mo Sheng, it's me, Qianxue."

"Hmm? Sister Qianxue, what brings you here so late?"

Upon learning that it was Ye Qianxue calling, Mo Sheng's tone changed again, becoming somewhat gentler.

"Is this so? Hasn't my older sister finished her work yet?"

Ye Qianxue asked the question she most urgently needed to know, and Mo Sheng said in surprise, "What? She hasn't gone back yet? They were dismissed around nine o'clock!"

While it's possible Yan Ziming is wandering around, the lack of news for so long is unusual. Mo Sheng realized the seriousness of the situation and said:

Have you called her?

"...My older sister's phone is broken, so I'm using mine now...but I've forgotten my own number..."

"Alright, I'll find someone inside the government to help you find your cell phone signal. I'll let you know when I find it."

In this age of advanced communication technology, as long as you are connected to the internet or have made a phone call in a certain place, it can be quickly found out, leaving you nowhere to hide.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Sister Mo Sheng."

beep - beep -

"Hi... Where is my elder sister? Quickly, remember, what is Qianxue's phone number... or maybe I should ask my master sister."

Upon arriving at the outdoor swimming pool upstairs, Ye Qianxue saw Mu Mu, dressed in a white bathrobe, admiring the moon.

"My dear disciple? Did you feel empty and lonely without Xiao Momo around? Why are you coming to see your older sister so proactively? Am I expecting something embarrassing?"

"Pah—I just wanted to ask if you remember Qianxue's phone number, Master Sister."

Ye Qianxue spat under her breath, wishing her master sister could be more serious.

Mu Mu tossed her phone to her and waved her hand, saying, "Go away, don't bother me if you have nothing to do. Of course, if you're lonely and want to vent to me, that's a different story."

"Pah, that's impossible!" Ye Qianxue practically fled the place. Last time, she and her older sister pushed her, and Mu Mu was eager to get revenge.

Finding the contact in Mu Mu's phone, and then finding the one labeled "Stupid Apprentice," Ye Qianxue dialed the number, eagerly awaiting Yan Ziming's response.

......

Perceptibly, everything seemed to be in slow motion. Yan Ziming could clearly observe how many eyelashes the little girl had, how many strands of hair were moving in the wind, the struggle in her bright yellow eyes, and...