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

Because Mu Mu, Yan Ziming, Ye Qianxue, and Li Haoyi, these four celebrities, are gathered here, and the others often turn their attention here.

What also drew attention was the stunning beauty of Yan Ziming and the other two women; they were so dazzling that it was impossible not to look at them.

Murong Haiyi and his sister exchanged glances, seemingly communicating about something. Murong Haiyi shook his head, ultimately taking no action.

After a long and anxious wait, the medal-awarding ceremony began.

The event began with an opening speech by Yan Shan, followed by a speech by Hua Guo, which was delivered with great enthusiasm and in a grand and solemn atmosphere.

After all the previous procedures were completed, the Chinese leader announced loudly, "I hereby declare the medal-awarding ceremony officially open!"

As he spoke, the prelude to the national anthem began, and all the officials present, including Yan Ziming and the others, stood up. The audience outside also looked solemnly at the fluttering national flag and paid their respects.

After the national anthem was played, it was time for the main figures of this medal-awarding ceremony to take the stage.

One after another, the nation's heroes lined up and took turns going on stage to receive the glory that everyone was watching.

The first batch consisted of soldiers who had served in the army for a long time and had distinguished themselves in the pioneering work. There were famous old generals in China as well as ordinary soldiers who had never been heard of. They were awarded medals by Yan Shan, who was the marshal of China and the idol of all soldiers.

Among them, Meng Shaojun, the supreme commander of the Dragon Soar Unit 1, is the most eye-catching. Even though he is just an ordinary person without superpowers, he is still the focus of attention for many people. Everyone knows what significance Dragon Soar has for China. To become the commander-in-chief of this war machine, his strength must be superhuman, and his popularity must be top-notch.

"Keep up the good work," Yan Shan said, patting him on the shoulder.

"Yes!" Meng Shaojun was so excited that he couldn't contain himself and made a soldier's instinctive reaction.

He felt like he was standing at the pinnacle of his life, being able to get so close to Hua Guoyuan. He could brag about it to his comrades for a long time when he got back, and they would be so envious.

The second group consisted of academicians from the Chinese Academy of Sciences who provided various equipment for this pioneering effort. They also received the attention of the Chinese people. Today was one of the few, if not the only, opportunities for them to appear in the public eye. Perhaps after today, they will disappear from the public eye and continue to bury themselves in scientific and technological research and development for the rest of their lives. The leaders of China personally awarded them medals.

Then, a group of superhumans made their appearance, led by Mu Mu, and walked onto the stage one by one. The atmosphere below the stage reached its peak, with screams coming from all directions.

There's no way around it; in this age where looks matter, having a pretty face will always bring you preferential treatment and care, whether intentional or not. No matter how reasonable it is, nothing is absolutely fair, and this is an objective fact that no one can deny.

Before the apocalypse, the reason why those unparalleled scientists were able to steal the attention of the vast majority of viewers was precisely because of this, which is truly tragic.

However, those receiving medals on stage at this moment are not those pretty boys or internet celebrities who can become famous all over the country just by singing a song and swaying their waists, but truly one in a million super strong individuals who, while possessing unparalleled beauty, have also made indelible contributions to the pioneering work and are the cornerstone of contemporary China's peace and stability.

"Yan Zimo! Yan Zimo! Yan Zimo!"

"Goddess Mumu—!!!"

"Chiyuki-chan—!!! Be my little sister!"

A group of male viewers shouted wildly, and the live streaming platform was filled with comments, all of which were daydreaming. This also proved how popular Yan Ziming and her group were.

The female audience was equally impressive; when Li Haoyi and a group of other superhumans took the stage, their screams momentarily drowned out all other sounds.

"Murong Haiyun, I love you—!!"

"Get out of here! His name is Murong Haiying, you fake fan! Get out!"

"You two are both fake fans!"

"Lord Li Hao, ah—!!"

"Zhou Huaping! Lord Zhou!!!"

In short, it can be described as an unprecedented event, even more extravagant than the opening ceremony of the Civilization Cup.

This batch of medals was awarded to them by Mo Sheng.

"You guys are very famous~~ Listen carefully, how many people like you." When it was Yan Ziming's turn, Mo Sheng teased her.

Ye Qianxue, who was standing next to her, pouted slightly because she heard a bunch of people professing their love to her older sister, which made her very unhappy.

How could I allow you to lay a finger on my beloved older sister!

As for those who wanted to be her older brother or sister, or those who had improper thoughts about her, she selectively ignored them.

"Well, it feels pretty good, but they're a bit too enthusiastic..." Yan Ziming said with a light smile, then glanced at Murong Haiyi at the very end of the table.

Mo Sheng noticed Yan Ziming's gaze: "What? Are you concerned about him?"

"A little bit, but not because of his strength, but rather... how should I put it, he gives off a very strange feeling, something similar to..."

At this moment, Mo Sheng had moved to stand in front of Mu Mu and was still talking to Yan Ziming:

“Although the three of you have achieved so much at such a young age, you must not be arrogant. There are many rising stars in this era, and Murong Haiyi is one of them.”

"Just confer the medal properly! Stop talking so much nonsense, I'm going to challenge you when we get back!" Mu Mu rolled her eyes at her, and Mo Sheng chuckled: "Okay, I'll wait for you, sister."

The awarding process was not as long as Yan Ziming had imagined; it only took about ten minutes for her batch to finish, after which they were taken out of the public eye.

Yan Ziming glanced at Ye Qianxue, who was sulking, pinched her cheek, and reminded her, "There's still an interview segment later, so you'd better watch what you say."

"Relax, big sister, Qianxue is not a child anymore."

Ye Qianxue said nonchalantly, while Yan Zimo sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"It's precisely because of your 'whatever' attitude that I'm worried... If you say anything out of line, I'll lock you in Mu Mu's room tonight."

"What?! Big sister, are you really willing to do this?!"

"There's nothing to be reluctant about. We're all family now, so it's not bad for her to discipline you for me."

"Um... Miss Yan Ziming?"

A strange voice called out from behind. Yan Ziming turned around and saw a beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth standing a meter in front of her, her eyes filled with inquiry.

Chapter 41 A slip of the tongue

Yan Ziming straightened up slightly, after all, it was quite enjoyable for a beautiful woman to strike up a conversation with him.

"What do you want from me?"

"Um... my brother would like to speak with you privately for a moment."

Murong Haixuan pointed to a dark corner where Murong Haiyi was, seemingly blending into the darkness and not easily spotted.

Yan Ziming frowned slightly. Was this girl trying to play matchmaker for her brother?

After thinking for a moment, her brows relaxed. Even if it were matchmaking, it wouldn't happen in a place like this. It should be in a secret rendezvous place. There must be something else to discuss.

"Qianxue, stay here and keep Miss Murong company."

After explaining the matter to Ye Qianxue, Yan Ziming walked towards the corner where Murong Haiyi was.

The closer we got, the stronger that feeling of familiarity became.

"What do you want? It can't be some clumsy courtship tactic, can it?"

To lighten the mood, Yan Ziming jokingly asked,

Murong Haiyi didn't reply, but just stared straight at Yan Ziming, his gaze going down from her face to her chest and then not moving.

Yan Ziming's gaze followed his turn, landing on a spot where he couldn't even see his toes when he looked down, and he froze.

"Do you want to die?"

Yan Ziming's expression was extremely cold, a dark glint appearing in his eyes. His terrifying will caused him to take a step back with a solemn expression, ready for battle.

If this weren't an important occasion, Yan Ziming would have beaten him senseless by now.

He thought he was a virtuous gentleman, but it turned out he was just a lecherous man who coveted his own body, which made Yan Zimo very disappointed.

Is this what the younger generation in China is like?

However, despite this, he still has the ability to withstand his own will without being greatly affected; there are very few below the eighth rank who can do that.

Let's just reluctantly raise his level to "a pervert with some skill".

"Ahem, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Murong Haiyi snapped out of his daze, realized how rude he had been, coughed violently twice, and quickly apologized.

Yan Ziming remained indifferent and turned to leave, but Murong Haiyi's words made her turn back.

"You've had contact with spirits, haven't you?"

Upon hearing these words, Yan Ziming turned around, his sharp gaze so intense that it was impossible to look directly at him, and pressed towards Murong Haiyi.

Having spent so much time with Liu Mengxian during the Civilization Cup, she now knows what celestial spirits are. For example, the Qilin sleeping in her house right now is one type of celestial spirit.

Incidentally, ever since Yan Ziming learned that Xiao Ze possessed combat power no less than, or even exceeding, that of an S-class, he stopped carrying it with him.

The reason is that Yan Ziming's already heavy chest, coupled with a big fat cat, makes him unconsciously lean forward when he walks. Unless there is a need for it to act as a talisman in battle, its fate is to stay at home and collect dust.

Ahem, let’s get back to the point.

Immortal spirits, specifically, are mythical beasts that only existed in ancient legends. The mirage dragon that Qing transformed into and the pure-blooded Qilin Xiao Ze are both included in this category.

The existence of the Qilin is one of China's top secrets. Although Murong Haiyi is quite capable and could be called a "chosen one" in his life, he is ultimately just a folk superhuman. How could he know about this top secret of China?

No, he only asked if I had ever been in contact with immortals, he didn't specify whether I possessed a Qilin... He probably doesn't even know if I've ever been in contact with any...

After thinking about it for a moment, Yan Ziming clarified his thoughts and asked in return, "What do you mean by that?"

Unexpectedly, Murong Haiyi gave a "Oh no! This is bad!" look and changed his words:

"Huh...huh? What did I say to you? I was just talking to myself."

Yan Ziming pouted: "You're kidding me. You just said the words 'immortal spirit,' right? Hurry up and say it, or the higher-ups will find ways to make you say it!"

"Whatever, goodbye."

Murong Haiyi didn't want to stay a moment longer. After a hasty farewell, he quickly left, pulling Murong Haixuan along with him. Their hurried departure looked suspicious.