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

"Runner-up in the Civilization Cup!"

"Excuse me, are you Yan Zimo?"

Exclamations like these echoed in his ears, but Yan Ziming, who had slipped in, pretended not to hear them. Only a fool would answer that question.

"Is this the entire crew?"

"Yes, it's all complete. One of them is already..."

"...Okay, I understand. She will escort you back now. Qian...Ye, see them off."

Almost instinctively calling out "Qianxue," Yan Ziming's sudden change of address made the others feel a little uncomfortable.

Before they could ask any questions, Ye Qianxue tore open a spatial rift on the spot, grabbed the three of them by the collar and threw them in.

Given Ye Qianxue's current strength, carrying three people at the same time is her limit, and it takes about five minutes to make a round trip.

"Alright, tell me what happened." Yan Ziming rubbed his temples and asked, looking a bit of a headache.

Since Lin Shuyao was so certain that she had seen the survivors, she couldn't just ignore it; she wouldn't feel at ease until she found them.

"I don't know the details. Only Shuyao saw them at the time. I only vaguely saw one or two figures."

Lin Shuqi shook her head. Her sister had told her everything; there was more she didn't know.

"...I heard you joined a secret department?"

"Yes, I came here to support the missile formation."

"........"

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward. After not seeing each other for several months, their relationship seemed to have grown quite distant. The only way to keep the conversation going was by asking questions.

"Do you still want to search for those survivors?"

"Yes, then we'll have to bombard them. It wouldn't be good if we killed the survivors; it would cause trouble for the country."

"I feel like you've changed a lot..."

Lin Shuqi sighed. Of course she knew that Yan Ziming had participated in the Civilization Cup. Anyone who knew her would recognize her immediately. She still remembered seeing her on TV. She was still the same as before, but now she had changed a lot.

"Likewise, you're at the fifth rank now, close to the sixth. If you were one rank higher, you'd be a national treasure... a true talent!"

Yan Ziming almost blurted out the words "Princess Taiping," but quickly corrected himself, though Lin Shuqi still heard him.

"I can't pretend I didn't hear those two words you just said."

A cold glint flashed in Lin Shuqi's eyes as she stared with disgust at Yan Ziming's large breasts. Yan Ziming's body trembled inexplicably, recalling some unpleasant yet wonderful memory, and she quickly waved her hand.

"No! It's nothing, I was just praising you. Don't overthink it!"

I still remember Lin Shuqi's special ability, which can apply a sharpening buff to any object. When used on strategic missiles, it is even more powerful. After the Yongjing Campaign, she was specially recruited into a national secret department and received preferential treatment in resources, which is why she was able to reach the sixth level so quickly.

Who knows what kind of qualitative change will occur once we break through to the seventh rank!

Perhaps in the future, her importance will be no less than that of Zhiruo, or even second only to a few pillars of the nation.

"Hmph! Are you mocking me? A nineteen-year-old at the eighth rank, quite the skill! You dead cow, have you gotten even bigger?!"

Lin Shuqi suddenly poked Yan Ziming's breasts hard, and said with a hint of resentment.

After joining the international department, I thought I could finally catch up with Yan Ziming, but in just a few months, I was left far behind and couldn't even see her shadow anymore!

If the difference in skill level is already this significant, the difference in physique must be even greater.

Especially the pair of large watermelons on Yan Ziming's chest, which made Lin Shuqi furious, she simply grabbed them with both hands and vented her dissatisfaction!

Even though Lin Shuqi messed with her breasts, Yan Ziming wasn't angry. This was just like the flat-chested princess she knew!

However, when the intensity of her technique reached a certain limit, she also felt it and heard spatial fluctuations behind her. She immediately stopped Lin Shuqi's hand and said, "Alright, let's take you back first, and then we can have a proper chat later."

"Don't die!"

Goodbye, Sister Zimo.

Lin Shuqi and her sister disappeared along with Ye Qianxue. Yan Ziming stood up, walked out of the sewer, looked at the ruins of the city, and began her search.

"Hmm... let me see. Judging from the city's terrain and the extent of its damage, they shouldn't have many places to hide..."

Yan Ziming opened the map, crossed out many areas, and finally left a few areas, deciding to explore them one by one. If she could find them, that would be best; if not, she would have to request support from the military.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she looked towards the overpass to the east, but saw nothing but a bunch of mutated creatures.

—It seems someone is watching her.

Yan Ziming smiled slightly, turned around, and muttered, "Is it just my imagination...? No way!"

She turned her head sharply again and spotted a reflection above the overpass. Although it disappeared in the next second, Yan Ziming still pinpointed its location and dashed over like a bolt of lightning.

Chapter Fifteen: Transfer of Supplies

On the overpass, a man who looked to be in his twenties was holding an anti-material sniper rifle against the wall, staring intently at a sewer opening in front of him.

He stayed there for about ten minutes without moving, except for occasionally glancing at other places, he kept his eyes on the sewer opening.

He had seen two people go in earlier, but unfortunately he only saw their backs. Judging from their hair length, they should be two women.

After staring at it for more than ten minutes, someone suddenly came out from inside. There was only one person, one of the people who had gone in earlier.

The man seemed to sense something and suddenly looked this way. Fortunately, he put his gun away quickly, otherwise he would have been discovered.

After about ten seconds, he raised his binoculars and looked in that direction. He saw the girl's back, but then she suddenly turned around and stared straight at him.

At this moment, he could clearly see the face covered by the mask, and his heart was filled with immense fear.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! How could it be this monster! Oh no, oh no, oh no, she might have found me, right?!"

The man huddled behind the wall, trembling. Of course he recognized the masked man; in fact, it would have been strange if he hadn't.

That monster who dominated the Civilization Cup, second only to the uncrowned king Mu Mu!

Moreover, this person looks very much like someone their organization is looking for, and it is inferred that he is most likely the person they are looking for.

The man crawled forward in one direction, using both his hands and feet, muttering to himself as he went:

"Get out of here quickly... If we're discovered, we're doomed..."

"Are they that scary that you have to crawl in such a bizarre way?"

The man froze abruptly.

It was clearly a very pleasant female voice, flowing like water, yet he trembled as if he were hearing the whispers of a demon.

Yan Ziming looked at the man who had suddenly stopped, a hint of doubt flashing in her beautiful eyes.

This person is definitely not just a survivor; he may not be a survivor at all, and there may be other secrets behind his presence here!

"Tell me, who are you? Don't try to fool me with your survivor status."

As he was talking, a current of electricity appeared at his fingertips, and "accidentally" struck a nearby abandoned car. The part that was struck melted into molten iron on the spot, falling to the ground and emitting blue smoke.

The man was terrified when he saw this; if he had been struck by the lightning, he might have been reduced to ashes!

"I'm just an ordinary survivor!"

"Come on, the survivors didn't cling to me like they'd found a savior; instead, they acted like they'd seen a ghost. There's definitely something wrong with you!"

Yan Ziming stepped on the man's head, forcing him to kiss Mother Earth: "Tell me, who are you? What faction are you from? What are you doing here?"

"I...I really just survived—"

The foot pressing down on the man's head increased its force, the intense pressure rendering him speechless. A bolt of lightning struck just ten centimeters from his face, the flying debris causing excruciating pain as it hit his face.

"If you don't behave, I'll have to kill you first! Or, see those zombies down there? Believe me, I'll break your limbs and throw you down there!"

Although the man was pinned to the ground and couldn't see the zombies below, he could still hear their faint growls. If he were to be broken in four and thrown down...

He couldn't even bear to imagine the horrific way that person would die.

His flesh would be torn off piece by piece by the zombies, who would pull out his internal organs and intestines and chew them up, and he wouldn't die for the time being. Could there be anything more desperate than this?

"Hurry up, I'm in a rush."

"I...I'll talk..." The man tried to turn his head to catch his breath, but the foot on his head tightened its grip, making it impossible for him to move.

"Just say it like that, don't move!" Yan Ziming slightly covered the bottom of her skirt, her cheeks flushed.

Damn it, all she was thinking about was stepping on him, she forgot she was wearing a skirt. If she makes him turn around, wouldn't that be giving him a treat?

"Can you guarantee my safety after I tell you?"

"Don't worry, protecting you is a piece of cake. As long as you don't deliberately seek death, or a ninth-ranked being comes... well, no ninth-ranked being will specifically come to kill someone like you."

Yan Ziming said with a slight hint of disdain.

This guy looks like he's got the guts to be a traitor; he has no backbone. It would be too easy to get information out of him.

"I'm giving you one last chance. If you say another word, I'll electrocute you!"

"I'll talk, I'll talk! We're here to move supplies!" the man said hurriedly, fearing that Yan Ziming would kill him.

"Transfer supplies?" Yan Ziming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he increased the pressure, almost stomping him into the ground: "Hurry up, will it kill you to explain yourself clearly!"

"This used to be our base. A few days ago, we heard that China was going to launch a land reclamation operation, so we started moving supplies that very day. Now we have five more batches left, including weapons, food, and documents!"

"What kind of organization are you? Why do you have weapons and other supplies? Why are you using this place as a base? Explain everything to me clearly!"