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

Yan Ziming nodded, the faces of her relatives and friends kept appearing in her mind: Ye Qianxue, Mu Mu, Tian Tian... and then her mind settled on a back view that she could not reach.

【Xian'er........

With his hands clenched into fists, when he looked at that name again, there was no trace of confusion in his eyes, only confidence.

Just wait... In my lifetime, I will surely see the day when the world is at peace!

If ten years isn't enough, then twenty; if twenty years isn't enough, then fifty; if fifty years isn't enough, then a hundred!

Yan Ziming herself was unsure exactly how long she could live, but at least her life essence was several times greater than that of ordinary people. A hundred years was not the limit at all; she could live even longer.

Even if we search the highest heavens and the deepest hells, we must see that era—a time of peace and prosperity—that countless warriors fought bloody battles on the battlefield and that everyone longed for.

After making a vow in his heart, Yan Ziming took Mo Xin's hand and slowly left the place.

...........

At the Bei'an military airport, Mo Sheng noticed Ye Qianxue's somewhat sullen expression, a smile appearing in his eyes. He stepped forward and asked:

"The first time you left your sister?"

Ye Qianxue nodded.

"I thought Zimo would come if Qianxue came, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this." Mo Sheng paused, then said, "Is there a reason?"

"..." Ye Qianxue briefly recounted what had happened, skipping over some parts that couldn't be mentioned, but the rest was exactly the same as reality.

Oh, it turns out the sisters had a fight... I really miss the feeling of having someone to argue with.

As Mo Sheng listened to Ye Qianxue's story, his thoughts drifted to another place.

Once upon a time, she also had relatives and friends, but after the apocalypse, some died, some were injured, and some were scattered in the vast sea of ​​people and could never be found again, completely losing contact.

After she reached the ninth rank, she had even fewer friends, and those she had met a few times before distanced themselves from her out of awe.

—The higher you climb, the colder it gets.

When a person becomes powerful enough, those who are more emotional will feel lonely, and Mo Sheng is one such person.

Yan Shan and the other senior figures probably didn't feel that way, because the four of them were old friends who could talk about anything and had a friendship of decades. They might argue sometimes, but their friendship was stronger than anyone else's.

Most importantly, they are equals in strength and status, and there is no one more suitable to be old friends.

But what about yourself?

As a ninth-tier powerhouse who was a generation behind the seniors, she couldn't possibly consider herself a "friend" in this circle. Instead, she always regarded them as her seniors and herself as the only junior among them.

Even though Yan Shan and the others treated her very well and were always eager to receive her, there was still a generation gap between the two generations, and she still felt out of place.

Until a few years ago, Mu Mu came along. Her fearless personality was very similar to Mo Sheng's, and coupled with her great strength, the two quickly became best friends.

Recently, Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue have joined the group, and a circle of powerful individuals belonging to her generation has finally taken shape. The feeling of loneliness at the top can almost be said goodbye to her.

#Even though they're all girls#

We might need to add one more...

I still remember the last time our research center in Bei'an was attacked. The aura of that enemy ice-type ninth-tier expert who arrived last was unmistakable to Mo Sheng.

If the person she met in Bei'an last time was indeed her childhood sweetheart, Mo Sheng would bring her back no matter what, even if it meant using force and paying a heavy price!

only--

"Hehe..." Mo Sheng chuckled self-deprecatingly.

According to Yan Shan at the time, the other party had reached the level of Divine Gathering, which was even higher than his own at the time. If he hadn't recently broken through to the Divine Gathering level, how could he have accomplished all this?

In the past few months, I have made some progress, and my opponent certainly hasn't stood still either. Under normal circumstances, whether I can beat her is still an unknown.

With this thought in mind, Mo Sheng's eyes filled with excessive regret. Looking at the dejected Ye Qianxue, he said earnestly:

"Little sister Qianxue, you'd better keep going, otherwise you'll only be able to watch your older sister's back as she walks further and further away, and then you'll never see her again..."

"!!!" Fear flashed in Ye Qianxue's bright, starry eyes.

Perhaps it was true, as Mo Sheng said, that in terms of strength, she would be left further and further behind by her older sister until she could no longer see the figure that haunted her dreams. Thinking of this, she panicked and tears welled up in her eyes.

No, my elder sister won't abandon Chiyuki, but Chiyuki will inevitably become a burden to her elder sister...

unacceptable!

She had dignity, after all. Although she was always willing to hide behind her older sister and be a well-behaved younger sister, as a genius among geniuses, she also had her own pride. How could she tolerate being a burden to her older sister?

Then let's muster all our strength and run forward!

Until I can stay by that person's side forever, never to be separated.

Chapter 54 Moscow

Moscow, Kremlin.

As the power center of the Russian government, it is surrounded by a large military force, with the defense forces armed to the teeth, each equipped with a night vision device and other high-tech instruments to ensure the safety of the person inside.

The nearly seventy-year-old Emperor Putin sat upright in his private office. His face showed signs of aging, but he still exuded an imposing and dignified aura. Every move he made carried an air of authority.

As a president who started his career as a secret service agent, his life is a legendary one, admired by countless people.

Emperor Putin's eyes gleamed with awe, as always. It was incredible that an ordinary person could inspire such reverence in a group of superhumans.

The current President Putin stared at the documents on his desk, his pen pausing repeatedly as he hesitated, still weighing the pros and cons.

Suddenly, he received a tip from his subordinates.

"Speak." A deep, authoritative voice came from Putin's mouth, and the person on the other end of the phone instinctively straightened their back and replied respectfully:

"The people from China are here. The commander-in-chief is Mo Sheng. They will arrive in about two hours."

Putin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Inviting Chinese officials to Russia's winter counter-offensive is a common practice. The number of troops is usually around 50,000, including a significant number of people with supernatural abilities. Given Russia's declining population, this is a considerable force that will play a significant role in the winter counter-offensive.

However, in the past few times, the Chinese side had never sent anyone with a ninth-level rank to lead the team. After all, it was unnecessary to fight a group of slow-moving livestock in the icy and snowy environment, and Russia also had its own ninth-level powerhouses.

Now, a ninth-tier expert from China, capable of completely tightening the defenses, has arrived to lead the team. There must be no other reason besides the matters to be discussed soon.

"I understand. Is there anything else you want to report?"

"Nothing."

"Keep an eye on it."

After hanging up the phone, Putin leaned back in his chair, easing the hesitation between his brows.

On the monitor in front of him was a video sent by China, showing three slender figures battling seven S-class mutated species. Scattered lightning leaped across the battlefield, dazzlingly bright, and finally the enemies were killed one by one.

However, Emperor Putin's focus was not on the three figures, but on the seven S-class mutated species with a solemn expression, looking at them again and again.

It is believed that the other three major rogue states also received a copy of this video, and they were all more or less uneasy about it.

Yes, the simultaneous appearance of seven S-class mutated species, coupled with their scattered yet coordinated actions, alerted the top leaders of major countries to the problem.

The fact that seven S-class mutated species have joined forces to attack is a dangerous sign. It may be related to something they have been closely monitoring. If that's true, it would be no less than another apocalyptic disaster.

Now all parties should be taking action.

"Hey... the sheep's fattened up, it's time to slaughter them..."

Putin looked at the document in his hand, and without hesitation, he signed his name.

After signing his name, Putin moved to the window, gazed at the horizon, and seemed to be pondering some profound thoughts.

..........

As Ye Qianxue was about to disembark, she suddenly remembered an important matter her older sister had instructed her to discuss, and whispered in Mo Sheng's ear:

"Ah, Sister Mo Sheng, is it possible for us to contact the outside world during this operation?"

"No, this operation is at the highest level of secrecy. After all, our opponents are those living fossils, and there might be spies of theirs in the military."

"........Qianxue understands.

Mo Sheng glanced at her with a smile in her eyes: "Your sister Zi Mo really spoils you."

"Hehehe......."

After the cabin door opened, there was a neatly arranged group of Russian soldiers. The man at the front came forward to greet them, his uniform adorned with four general stars on the shoulder.

--general.

With the position of Marshal of Russia temporarily vacant, the man before me undoubtedly holds the same status in Russia as Yan Shan in China.

His strength is undoubtedly at the ninth rank. As one of the four ninth-rank powerhouses in Russia, his status is above tens of millions of people and he is respected by the whole country.

"Hello, General Yevgeny."

"Hello, Commander-in-Chief Mo Sheng."

Both sides stepped forward and shook hands. The passengers then disembarked and followed the Russian officers to their pre-arranged accommodations. Mo Sheng also went with Yevgeny to a top-secret conference room.

Seeing is better than hearing.

Mo Sheng glanced at Yevgeny's nearly two-meter-tall, upright figure and made a preliminary judgment that his strength was greater than hers!

[It might be the Void Realm... and it's been a while since then.]

Thinking of this, Mo Sheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.