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

To the south, about 100 kilometers from the city wall.

"Xian'er really is a elusive character!"

Yan Ziming said rather dejectedly, "I thought Liu Mengxian would come here first to check on my safety, but she didn't even stop and just walked past me to the north."

Behind her was Ye Qianxue, who was walking with her. Xiao Ze had already returned to his previous appearance and was now stuffed into Yan Ziming's chest.

"Let's take a break. I don't really want to go back for now."

After walking for a while, thinking about what trouble might await her later, Yan Ziming felt a headache coming on and wanted to rest on the spot, and also to strengthen her bond with her cute little sister.

Fortunately, this was a secluded grove of trees, so even if he did something inappropriate to Ye Qianxue here, no one would notice...

As he pondered, Yan Ziming revealed an extremely wicked smile, and Ye Qianxue trembled as she called out, "Big Sister...? Ah!"

Her vision blurred, and when she came to her senses, she found herself pinned down by her beloved older sister. The space was instantly bathed in an unknown pink hue, and a blush crept onto Ye Qianxue's lovely face as she excitedly thought:

[W-W-W-Is my older sister planning to have sex with Chiyuki in the wild?!]

Yan Ziming lowered his head, getting closer and closer to Ye Qianxue, and finally gently kissed her jade-like lips. They were fragrant, soft, and had a sweet taste, like cherry blossoms or soft candy, leaving Yan Ziming with an unforgettable aftertaste.

Since taking that forbidden step a few months ago, Yan Ziming has become more and more proactive. You know, before, it was always Ye Qianxue who shamelessly begged Yan Ziming to push her.

Now, Yan Ziming doesn't care about saving face anymore. How can a mere piece of skin compare to her cute younger sister?

"Hey, Chiyuki, do you know how nerve signals are transmitted?"

In this enchanting atmosphere, Yan Ziming suddenly asked a rather profound question, tracing his right fingertip along his sister's spine. Before long, Ye Qianxue blushed deeply at this intimate gesture and murmured her reply:

"Hmm? It should be the spine... Eek—!!!"

Suddenly, a sudden, intense pleasure spread down her spine, sending a shiver of pleasure through her body and leaving her momentarily stunned.

"sister......"

Ye Qianxue's eyes became hazy, like a pool of soft water, and her almost seductive calls made Yan Ziming feel weak to the bone, causing her to bury her face in Ye Qianxue's full breasts and breathe greedily.

Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared, and another person appeared without warning. Even Ye Qianxue, who was proficient in space, did not notice it at all.

"Little Momo~~ Oh, do you mind if I join in too?"

Yan Ziming, who was resting with his head buried in Ye Qianxue's chest, was suddenly embraced by a pair of soft, boneless white arms, and then pressed from Ye Qianxue's huge breasts to another pair of even larger breasts.

Soft and bouncy, it felt so good that Yan Ziming was immediately captivated before he could even react.

"Master Sister!" Ye Qianxue pouted and glared at Mu Mu, feeling annoyed that a new troublemaker had suddenly joined in, even though it was a special time that was supposed to be just for her and her sister.

Then Ye Qianxue was pressed down by Mu Mu into her two full breasts, unable to breathe, struggling weakly with her limbs.

However, Yan Ziming quickly broke free from the gentle embrace and put on a gentlemanly demeanor, asking, "How's the fighting going on your end?"

Mu Mu's expression hardened: "...Very strong! Extremely strong! We can't do anything to it!"

"Ten ninth-rank experts plus my uncle couldn't do anything to Qing?" Yan Ziming exclaimed in surprise. This is simply not scientific!

Ten ninth-rank experts plus Yan Shan, a master of the sequence level, could easily sweep across half of Blue Star. How could they be helpless against Qing, who is also of the sequence level?

"Qing? You know her? Come to think of it, you called her name when she first arrived..."

Mu Mu's gaze suddenly sharpened as she pressed Yan Ziming for answers. Yan Ziming turned his head away, unable to meet Mu Mu's eyes, but Mu Mu forced him to look at her directly, bringing them so close that they could feel each other's breaths.

Perhaps because he had broken through to the ninth level, Mu Mu's temperament inexplicably gained an unprecedented majesty, and Yan Ziming subconsciously said something he had been keeping secret for a lifetime.

"...I know her. She even tried to ambush me a while ago."

"Eh—!" Ye Qianxue exclaimed in surprise. She had never heard her older sister mention this to her before!

Being intercepted and killed by a Sequence-level being sounds extremely dangerous. With Yan Ziming's eighth-order strength, it's already a miracle that he came back alive. He must have saved the world in his past life.

Yan Ziming felt ashamed. If they knew that Qing had pierced his heart and almost killed him, he wondered if they would be furious.

—It's better to keep the fact that I almost died a close call a secret...

Yan Ziming immediately resolved to bury the memory of his near-death experience deep in his heart.

"Was it the one in District Seven last time?" Mu Mu asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, I didn't get back until early the next morning."

"You're not hiding something from us, are you?... Look me in the eye!"

Seeing Yan Ziming's evasive gaze, Mu Mu shouted in a low voice, his tone tinged with anger.

"No," Yan Ziming said righteously, but his eyes unconsciously drifted to the side, making Mu Muliu's eyebrows twitch repeatedly.

"My good disciple, bring on the severe punishment!"

"Hmm!" Ye Qianxue nodded angrily, but she still couldn't help but swallow hard, panting heavily, as if she was doing something that excited her.

"Holy crap, Qianxue, whose side are you on?! I'm warning you, don't mess around!"

Several electric currents leaped from Yan Ziming's fingertips as he spoke threateningly.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing the blue-purple electric current, Ye Qianxue seemed to feel that tingling sensation coursing through her spine again. Her body immediately went limp, like a cat without bones, and her sensitive spot on her chest landed precisely on Yan Ziming's fingertips, which were crackling with electricity. Her breasts sank deeply under the pressure of his fingers...

Splash...

For a moment, the atmosphere among the three was terribly oppressive. Apart from Ye Qianxue, whose cheeks were terribly red and who was panting heavily, Yan Ziming and Mu Mu both had strange expressions on their faces.

"I have a strange sense of déjà vu..."

Yan Ziming felt that this scene was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it, as if he had discarded this memory as a dark history.

Mu Mu sighed, then gently stroked Yan Ziming's cheek with one hand, saying tenderly in her eyes:

"Alright, I won't pursue what happened earlier, but you need to think this through. Your life no longer belongs only to yourself, but also to me, your sister, and your family and friends. I hope that before you do anything that endangers yourself, you will consider our feelings. If something happens to you, you won't be the only one who suffers."

As she spoke, she poked Ye Qianxue's cheek, who was slumped in her lap, with her finger: "How can you bear to make such a cute little sister sad?"

"...I will."

Yan Ziming was speechless; what she said truly resonated with him.

The atmosphere was so heavy that it was no longer appropriate to continue any actions that would deepen their relationship. Yan Ziming picked up Ye Qianxue, used electricity to evaporate the suspicious water stains, and then returned to the interior of the Seventh District with Mu Mu, arriving at the Chinese Embassy.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Yan Ziming asked blankly when he saw the group carrying a bunch of bundles.

"What else can we do? Go back to China!" someone answered matter-of-factly.

"Going back to China? What about tomorrow's doubles match?"

Mu Mu answered for the passerby, "I'm not participating! The stadium's been vandalized like this, how can we continue?"

Chapter 125 He Ran Away

"...Then what was the point of all my efforts to persuade Zhiruo and Youlan to withdraw?" Yan Ziming said, quite frustrated.

"Come on, do you want to fight me again? I can crush you with one hand!"

Mu Mu clenched her fist, her provocative gaze making Yan Ziming particularly unhappy, yet he was helpless.

She certainly has a chance to win in the doubles competition.

Because her partner is her magical little girl, who will transform into Raikiri to fight alongside her, her chances of winning are indeed much greater than in a solo match.

Moreover, there's Ye Qianxue, such a good (traitorous) sister (disciple) on Mu Mu's side. I don't expect her to stab Mu Mu in the back; I just want her to watch from the sidelines.

Now that Mu Mu has broken through to the ninth level, he can suppress not only himself, but also Mo Xin and Ye Qianxue!

Yan Ziming had already experienced firsthand how big the gap was between the ninth and eighth ranks. The Poison Scorpion had only just broken through to the SSS rank and had already chased her relentlessly. If it weren't for Xiao Ze with her, she and Ye Qianxue would probably have become a pair of doomed lovers.

And that time when we were chased by the Netherworld was also because of the mist; otherwise, Ye Qianxue and I would never have been able to escape.

Therefore, even if he were to fight Mu Mu again, he would not be able to win.

"If I had gained superpowers a few years earlier, I would be a level nine nineteen man now... I could crush you in a heartbeat!"

Yan Ziming was unwilling to accept this. Mu Mu had already possessed superpowers several years before the apocalypse. Their starting points were not the same, or rather, their starting points were the same, but their starting times differed by several years.

But thinking about it carefully, if I hadn't had the Thunder Cutter, I wouldn't have achieved what I have now. I would probably still be struggling at the threshold of the seventh rank.

As if recalling Yan Ziming's tearful appearance before, Mu Mu's thoughts shifted, and she coaxed:

"When we get back, I can control my strength and reduce it to the eighth rank so we can fight fairly. Don't you want to avenge your defeat?"

"...No need. I'll get my revenge when I reach the ninth level. Just you wait!"

Yan Ziming rejected Mu Mu's suggestion.

"why?"

Mu Mu asked curiously, "Yan Ziming may not be as competitive as I am, but surely he wouldn't give up such a good opportunity?"

Yan Ziming tilted his head slightly and stammered, "Wouldn't that... be unfair to you..."

Young people, especially those with a difference in ability, often make demands such as requiring the other to fight on equal footing with them, or forbidding the use of certain means, etc. Yan Ziming finds these demands ridiculous.

It is inherently unfair to ask others to give up their advantages to fight you.

Even if your talent is no less than theirs, or even better, it is an indisputable fact that they were born earlier or started on this path several years earlier than you. This time difference is unfair to the weaker party.

If anyone's to blame, it's only God for asking, "Why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?"

Therefore, nothing in this world is absolutely fair. What is fair to you may be unfair to others. It all depends on who benefits and who suffers.

Seeing how considerate Yan Ziming was of her, Mu Mu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she turned her gaze away, not daring to look directly at Yan Ziming. Her heart began to pound uncontrollably again.