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

This stunningly beautiful woman was now lying on the bed, rolling around wildly without any regard for her image, as if trying to hypnotize herself into falling asleep.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in through the window, and a drafty feeling spread through her lower body. The girl instinctively covered her groin with both hands, a faint blush rising to her face. She muttered to herself, unwillingly:

"Damn it, if my only pair of underwear wasn't still wet, would I still be unable to sleep?"

Yan Ziming stated that she does not have the habit of sleeping naked. Without underwear on her body, she always feels a sense of insecurity, whether before or after transforming.

Especially after she transformed into a woman, this feeling was amplified several times over, to the point that she always felt like someone was spying on her when she closed her eyes, and she couldn't fall asleep.

As for why he didn't have any panties to wear, it was because his only pair of panties had been washed last night and wasn't dry yet, and he didn't have the money to buy new ones, so Yan Ziming had no choice but to stay at home without any underwear, doing nothing.

"I'm out of money and so hungry... Should I ask my uncle for some? No, no, it's too much trouble for him..."

Yan Ziming was starving, but he couldn't bring himself to ask his uncle for money, and he didn't know anyone else. He was driven to the brink of despair.

She tried to find a job here to earn an easy living, but in this chaotic world, there were very few jobs available. Even if she managed to get a job with her stunning looks, she would be subjected to endless harassment from her superiors and colleagues after starting work. She changed jobs several times and it was always the same. Yan Ziming couldn't help but feel desperate about this society.

As the end times arrived, countless people died and were injured across the country. Many parts of China fell to the enemy, causing social unrest. The national government issued an emergency order, declaring that the military would temporarily maintain order.

It's more accurate to say that Yan Ziming has not yet been forced by anyone to do anything that would be censored, which is partly due to the influence of socialism on the thinking and cultivation of contemporary people.

"I'm a superhuman, after all; I should earn a living with my own hands..."

Yan Ziming muttered as he got up, changed into a white hoodie and ripped jeans, and put on a mask to cover his face, so as not to attract any lustful guys.

After tidying herself up, Yan Ziming set off. As soon as she stepped out, people were attracted by her beauty. Even though she was wearing a mask, her captivating figure could not be concealed by any amount of clothing, and her enchanting charm naturally flowed out.

Yan Ziming didn't have a good solution to this. Being beautiful is a good thing, but being extremely beautiful is a sin, as it increases the probability of getting into trouble.

Fortunately, she is a superhuman, so she can handle most people. As for more troublesome characters, she hasn't encountered them yet.

After navigating the winding alleyways, Yan Ziming arrived at the special department of the Jiangning Military Administrative District, completed the entry and exit procedures, and then stepped out of the city wall—the dividing line between heaven and hell that separated countless mutated species.

Since the apocalypse has only recently begun, the existing mutated species are mainly zombies, with a very small number being mutated animals, making them relatively easy for human armies to deal with.

The key is those super behemoths with serial-level titles that are ravaging the world. They are simply unmatched, causing countless people to be displaced and turning former prosperity into dust.

There is a buffer zone outside the city walls from the main battlefield. There are no mutated species here for the time being, and many people are recruiting team members here. Yan Ziming, a beautiful young woman, naturally received countless invitations, but she rejected them all.

"Hey little sister, are you alone? Want to team up with me? We'll split the crystal cores evenly."

Crystal cores are something that only appears inside zombies or mutated species, and they are also one of the main sources of income for civilian superhumans. Yan Ziming came out into the world for this very thing.

While teaming up can minimize the risks, the rewards are often less than when playing solo. The loot is divided based on contribution, which is why the still-weak Yan Ziming refuses to team up.

"Equal distribution?" Yan Ziming's interest was piqued. If it was divided equally, it would definitely be more than if she were given it all by herself. But how could such a big pie fall from the sky?

Since this older sister was a girl, Yan Ziming wasn't worried that she would have ulterior motives towards him. Surely she wouldn't drag him into the woods and have sex with him, right?

"Oh yeah, let's split it equally. Want to join? Two girls can take care of each other. In this day and age, we girls should stick together for warmth..."

The beautiful older sister moved closer to Yan Ziming, and he could clearly feel her breath.

"Okay, I'll join." Yan Ziming, who had never been so close to a girl before, blushed instantly and agreed without thinking.

"Just call me Ke'er, a fourth-tier water-type ability user."

"Yan Ziming, a lightning ability user..."

"Lightning-based?! That's really reliable~"

"Uh... I'm only at level two..."

And so, Yan Ziming and this beautiful girl began their fruitful journey for the day.

..........

"I... ran away..."

His hands were stained with blood, leaving bloody footprints with every step. Yan Ziming's eyes were glazed over as he staggered forward, the clinking of crystals echoing from his pocket.

She was the only one who returned. A special A-rank individual suddenly appeared where they had gone. The team, whose highest combat strength was only level four, was naturally slaughtered in one-sided way. Ke'er desperately held back the special A-rank individual, which created a chance for her to escape.

Although I saw her fighting to the death with her opponent in my last glance, so much time had passed, she must have already perished, right? Because of my weakness, even though I have lightning-based abilities, I couldn't help her at all.

Ugh... this feeling of having to sacrifice someone else to barely escape with your life... it's disgusting...

I... am a coward...

Yan Ziming headed back towards the Jiangning Military Administrative Region, looking utterly dejected, constantly muttering self-deprecating remarks.

If it happened again, she would die of shame and indignation on the spot, and she would never allow such a thing to happen again.

At least, she doesn't want the roles of 'protector' and 'protected' to be reversed.

"I really am... huh?"

Ahead, as if from a fairy tale, a figure almost identical to himself appeared, lying quietly on the ground.

She appeared to have been through a brutal battle; corpses littered the ground, and she lay unconscious. Nearby, several mutated creatures, which even Yan Ziming found troublesome, were slowly approaching her.

There's only one thing to do, isn't there?

Yan Ziming thought to herself with a self-deprecating smile. Before her mind could process what was happening, her body had already started moving, both to save the girl and to save herself.

"You bunch of beasts, let go of that girl, let me have her!!!"

Side Story 2: Chiyuki's Cooking Kitchen

People often say that drinking hot water can cure all diseases, and that no matter what kind of injury or pain, a cup of hot water can solve everything.

In this day and age, the phrase "drink more hot water" has become a label for straight men. What was originally a caring phrase has slowly lost its meaning and taken on a perfunctory connotation.

If a guy only says "drink more hot water" when his girlfriend has her period, he'll inevitably get a breakup ticket, or at best, be labeled a "straight man".

Yan Ziming is currently in this situation, only it's the other way around.

"Ouch...that hurts...Qianxue, could you get me another bag of ice?"

Yan Ziming lay on the bed, speaking haltingly, like someone who might die at any moment. He held up a finger, his trembling appearance heartbreaking to see.

Beside her was a busy figure, running around frantically, doing this and that. After hearing Yan Ziming's voice, he hurriedly went to the refrigerator to take out a bucket of ice that was not completely frozen, hesitated for a moment, and then put it back.

"Big sister, the ice isn't frozen yet, how about... we use Chiyuki instead?"

As Ye Qianxue spoke, she quickly removed all her clothes, and the room was filled with holy light. A body that could drive any man crazy was exposed to the air.

Before Yan Ziming could understand what Ye Qianxue meant, he felt something penetrate him, as if it were made of mutton fat jade, cool and comfortable to the touch. Yan Ziming couldn't help but hug the object in his arms tightly.

"So soft..." In a daze, Yan Ziming seemed to have grasped some soft and beautiful fantasy, and the words of praise came out of his mouth.

"Big sister~~H!"

He heard Ye Qianxue's shy moan coming from his arms. Yan Ziming woke up suddenly and opened the covers to take a look. He almost blinded her with his eyes.

"Ughhh—you perverted sister, are you still thinking about this kind of thing even now?!"

"No, my dear sister, Chiyuki just wanted to help you share the burden!"

Ye Qianxue hugged Yan Ziming tightly and explained. A chill ran through her clothes, and Yan Ziming's pain was indeed relieved.

However, the human body has a temperature, which is constant at an average of 36 to 37 degrees Celsius. Even if it feels very cold to the touch at first, it will gradually become warm.

In just over ten minutes, Ye Qianxue was warmed up by Yan Ziming, and she started sweating and breathing heavily.

If a hot-blooded young man were to lift the covers at this moment, he would surely die from a nosebleed, because inside there are two devilish figures with sweat-soaked bodies pressed together, their two pairs of jade-like breasts vying for dominance, squeezing out one incredibly seductive shape after another.

Although Yan Ziming appears to be a stunningly beautiful woman, she is actually a long-single office worker. Under normal circumstances, Yan Ziming would have already lost her mind and pounced on Ye Qianxue in bed.

But her desire was now reduced to almost zero by the abdominal pain, and she only felt her body getting hotter and more uncomfortable, causing her to groan.

"Big sister, the ice should be ready. Qianxue will go get it for you."

Ye Qianxue herself was also sweating profusely from the heat, running back and forth with her naked, sweat-drenched body, holding a bag of ice packs and applying them to Yan Ziming's abdomen and head.

"Are you feeling better, big sister?"

"Cough cough, feeling better... Suddenly I really want some ginseng chicken soup..."

With the pain relieved, Yan Ziming began to crave other things again. Coincidentally, the family's money had just run out today, and there was nothing left. Yan Ziming was just saying it casually and didn't really expect to have any to drink.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qianxue, who was watching her older sister intently from the bed, took the shout seriously. After coaxing Yan Ziming to sleep, she didn't even take a bath, but dressed herself and ran out.

Half an hour later...

Ye Qianxue hurriedly ran to the trading market outside the city gate. After circling around, she finally found the location of the vegetable market and decided to start by buying the main ingredients for ginseng chicken soup.

"Hello, Uncle, please give me a ginseng!" Ye Qianxue said sweetly, holding up one finger.

"Little girl, this is a convenience store..." the shopkeeper said, annoyed, but seeing how cute Ye Qianxue was and how sweet her voice was, he took out a ginseng package that looked very expensive from the shelf and said:

"I have some treasures here. You can take them; just one Grade B crystal core will do."

"Here you go." Ye Qianxue readily took out a C-grade crystal core, handed it to the shopkeeper, and hurried off to the next location.

"Will I be punished by the heavens...?" The shop owner thought to himself, looking at the crystal core in his hand that was worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Afterwards, Ye Qianxue traveled to many places and bought all the ingredients needed for ginseng chicken soup. She also bought many other tonics, spending nearly half of what she had gained.

The total was roughly three B-grade crystal cores and eight C-grade crystal cores. It can be described as wasteful. They were definitely ripped off by the merchants. The key is that Ye Qianxue, who has little social experience, was completely unaware of this.

If Yan Ziming knew that these unscrupulous merchants had cheated his lovely little sister like this, he would definitely teach them a lesson with electrotherapy.

When Ye Qianxue returned home, she rushed to the kitchen and began her first ever soup-making task.

"Hmm... this is how you light a fire, right...? Oh no, that's not how! I remember my older sister used to twist around here..."