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

Moreover, the military seems to have brought quite a few powerful weapons, such as ballistic missiles that can carry 300 kilograms to more than one ton of TNT. Even if mutant species below the ninth rank are not hit head-on, their fate will not be good.

The other SS-level mutated species was more than 20 kilometers away from Yan Ziming and the others, but not too far. Faint rumbling sounds could be heard from there, so someone must already be looking for trouble with it.

"Hmm... let's take a break for now."

"Why? Wouldn't it be better to finish the mission sooner?" Lin Shuqi asked, puzzled.

Yan Ziming glanced at Ye Qianxue and said, "Do you think we can defeat the 'Rock Python' right now?"

"Of course... uh, no." Lin Shuqi was about to say that she could do it, but when she followed Yan Ziming's gaze, she suddenly changed her mind.

Now, Ye Qianxue is exhausted, and Yan Ziming has also used up most of his energy after two battles. The two main fighters are less than one-tenth of their original strength. How can they fight like this?

"We still have plenty of time. Let's find a place to rest first, and then we can make our move once we are fully prepared."

Although they were a little late, their kills went relatively smoothly, saving them a lot of free time, which they could use to rest.

It's exactly midnight now. The decapitation operation will end at 8:00 AM, at which point ground troops will move into the northern city wall. They still have eight hours, which is quite ample.

"Big sister, I want to sleep in the big bed! And I want to take a hot bath!" Ye Qianxue made a rather difficult request, not one to shy away from causing trouble.

"But where can we find such good conditions? We don't have that many places to choose from right now." Lin Shuqi thought and thought but couldn't think of a good place.

"Don't worry, there will be a big bed and hot showers." Yan Ziming didn't hesitate; she had already thought of a place.

"Where is such a nice place?" Lin Shuqi was also quite happy. She was a girl too, and being a clean person, she had been wanting to take a nice hot bath for a long time.

Yan Zimo pointed to the ground.

"You mean this building? How did you know that the equipment you need is here?"

"Are you blind?! Didn't you see the words 'Yongjing Hotel' written here when you came up?"

"I..."

Lin Shuqi really wanted to say no, she was almost fainting when Yan Ziming pulled her up, how could she have seen these details? But she didn't want to argue with Yan Ziming, she just wanted to take a hot shower and then take a nap.

Yan Ziming murmured again, "It's a good opportunity to go and take a look there..."

Chapter Fifty-Five: Survivors

"Ugh, this place is so run-down. Is there really a place where we can rest?" Lin Shuqi said, somewhat disappointed.

When Yan Ziming and the others went downstairs, what they saw was not the dreamy big bed, but zombies wandering between the floors and bloodstains all over the walls.

Full of hope, Lin Shuqi and Ye Qianxue, upon seeing this scene, couldn't help but wonder: was there really such a thing as a hot bath here? Or was there zombie blood mixed in?

The little girl didn't care much; she just wanted to be able to sleep with Qilin Xiaoze as her pillow. She didn't really crave hot baths or anything like that.

Yan Ziming casually sliced ​​the lunging zombie in half and comforted it, "It's just a part of the floors like this. There might be floors below that are in better condition."

Her goal was clear: she went straight to one of the floors.

Actually, at the very beginning, when they came up to the rooftop, Yan Ziming noticed something unusual about one of the floors, so she kept a close eye on that floor.

Then, as Yan Ziming jumped down the building to finish off the 'Demon Wolf', she sensed something unusual on that floor for the second time. This time, she used her supernatural abilities to sense that someone was hiding inside!

This was quite serious; it was the first time she had encountered survivors in the city, and they had to escort them to the refuge area.

Wherever there are people, there must be living conditions that can support their survival, which is why Yan Ziming is so certain that everything they need will be here.

"This should be it..." Yan Ziming looked at the top of the closed door, where there was a large sign—37th floor. If she remembered correctly, it was on this floor that she felt something was wrong.

Looking forward to a hot bath, Ye Qianxue went to open the door, but she couldn't open it no matter what she did, as if something was blocking it from the other side.

Yan Ziming's eyes lit up. It seemed this was the place. The other side of the door must have been blocked by the roadblocks set up by the survivors.

Lin Shuqi seemed to realize something and started to get excited, preparing to swing her rifle and smash the door to pieces.

"Wait a moment, let me handle this."

Seeing that Ye Qianxue and Lin Shuqi were about to break down the door, Yan Ziming quickly stopped them.

They are superhumans; destroying these roadblocks would be a piece of cake for them. However, this would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the survivors, and Yan Ziming didn't want to be hated by the people inside.

Yan Ziming knocked on the door and called out softly, "Is anyone there? We are a rescue team sent by the Jiangning Military Administrative Region. Please answer if anyone is home."

A rustling sound came from behind.

A moment later, someone across the door asked, "Are you really from the rescue team? Do you have anything to prove your identity?"

Yan Ziming searched herself for a while, but she really didn't have anything to prove her identity.

He turned to look at Lin Shuqi and her sister, as well as Ye Qianxue and her two companions, who all shook their heads, indicating that they did not.

They're here on a decapitation mission; they're too busy bringing weapons to carry anything else, let alone identification or other miscellaneous stuff.

Yan Ziming shook his head helplessly and said, "No."

"How can we trust you? You might have already been infected by zombies!"

Lin Shuqi couldn't hold back any longer. They would be infected by such inferior creatures as zombies? What a joke!

Lin Shuqi knocked on the door several times and said loudly, "We are superhumans! Do you think a mere roadblock can stop us?"

"..."

It became quiet on the other side of the door.

After waiting for a long time, just as Yan Ziming was about to make a move, the door suddenly opened, and a girl of about sixteen years old walked out, looking at them warily.

"Come in." The girl looked around carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there were only Yan Ziming and the other three girls.

Yan Ziming and the others were also somewhat surprised. Was this girl all alone? Yan Ziming remembered that the girl had just said the word "we".

The girl seemed to sense Yan Ziming's confusion and explained, "There are still some children; I had them hide for now."

"Oh, I see."

This is a normal thing to do. If a group of strangers came here and she didn't know their background, Yan Ziming would have done the same.

However, this girl is still too naive, Yan Ziming thought to himself.

The girl didn't even question them. What if they weren't superhumans, but a group of infected thugs? The consequences would be unimaginable.

The girl led Yan Ziming and his group into a large hall, clapped her hands, and said, "Come out, everyone."

As the girl finished speaking, more than twenty small figures emerged from behind the sofa, inside the cabinet, and throughout the room. Seeing that the girl had returned safely, they all rushed forward and hugged her.

"Sister Tiantian, are those people outside really from the rescue team?"

Chapter Fifty-Six: Concern

Yan Ziming was somewhat surprised to see more than twenty children suddenly appear in the hall. Where were their parents?

"Sister Tiantian, are these ladies from the rescue team?"

Yan Ziming shifted his gaze to an inconspicuous corner, where a beautifully sculpted little girl stood, about the same age as Lin Shuyao, though she looked a little younger.

But her eyes lacked the innocence expected of someone her age; instead, they were filled with a profound stillness, as if her heart had died.

"Hmm, they're powerful ability users! This one is called..." The girl named Tiantian wanted to introduce Yan Ziming and the others, but she realized she knew nothing about them as soon as she opened her mouth, so she froze there.

Seeing Tian Tian's embarrassment, Yan Ziming took the initiative to step forward and introduce himself: "My name is Yan Ziming, this is my sister Ye Qianxue, and the other two are Lin Shuqi and Lin Shuyao. We are all members of the rescue team from Jiangning Military Administrative Region."

Upon hearing that Yan Ziming and the others were from the rescue team, the children excitedly gathered around, bombarding Ye Qianxue and the others with questions, creating quite a lively scene.

Yan Ziming wasn't very good at dealing with children, so she quickly answered a few questions and then slipped away.

"These kids are so precocious! Are they all going through puberty?"

Just now, Yan Ziming was asked some very private questions by several little boys.

"Big sister, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Big sister, what kind of boy do you like?"

Yan Ziming could barely accept questions of that level, but then they actually started asking about her bust size!

This was unbearable. Yan Ziming tapped them on the head and then hurriedly ran to a corner.

With some free time, Yan Ziming began to observe the living conditions of the group of children. There were thirteen boys and eleven girls in total, the youngest being around ten years old and the oldest no more than twelve. They all seemed to be full of energy, so they must have been here for quite some time.

Watching the children laugh heartily, Yan Ziming felt gratified and somewhat fortunate. It was a good thing that the demon wolf was seriously injured and did not notice them, otherwise they would have all become his meal.

What puzzled Yan Ziming was that although there were some bloodstains on this floor, it seemed too clean. Not in terms of hygiene, but in terms of corpses. Every day, they had led them here without finding even a single mutated creature's corpse.

You should know that the floors above them are all mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the entire building is almost full of zombies, but this place is too clean, unless... a superhuman has intervened.

"Big sister, why are you all alone here?" It was the little girl who had been sitting in the corner.

Yan Ziming had noticed her hiding there a long time ago, but he didn't point it out.

In fact, Yan Ziming paid attention to the girl the moment she saw her, not only because her eyes were completely out of place for her age, but also because Yan Ziming noticed that the children around her were intentionally or unintentionally avoiding her, as if they were all afraid of her.

"And what about you? Why are you hiding in the corner too?" Yan Ziming didn't answer her question, but instead asked her back.

Noticing that Yan Ziming used the word "hide" instead of "stay" or "remain," the little girl was somewhat dissatisfied: "I asked you first, don't you think that's very impolite?"

"Politeness is mutual, you know. I don't even know your name yet, right, little sister?" Yan Ziming squatted down, making himself the same height as the little girl, and looked right into her eyes.

"This is boring..."

The little girl seemed unable to withstand Yan Ziming's forcefulness, and turned around and went into a room.