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

Well, the temperature of lightning is many times higher than that of boiling oil.

Yan Ziming looked at her with a mocking gaze. It was rare to see her so embarrassed, and she felt incredibly pleased. However, the next moment she wanted to slap herself hard.

Is she out of her mind to be happy about something like this?

It's like someone who's used to being bullied at school suddenly seeing the bully trip and fall because of a banana peel they carelessly threw away that morning, and the bully is smug about it.

This is the limit that the weak can hope for, because they know they are powerless to resist the other side, so they are already satisfied with just seeing this scene, thus killing any possibility of them turning the tables.

Those who never give up hope generally think bigger—even those who suppress you can get hurt, can die, so why not fight back and strive to turn things around?

Yan Ziming expressed that she did not want this kind of "impotent rage" joy at all, and felt ashamed for having such thoughts.

It's just a trump card, as if she doesn't have one.

The woman's hand seemed to be fine; it had only been slightly scalded, so she didn't do anything about it. She then looked back at Yan Ziming.

Yan Ziming thought that as long as she relaxed her guard for even a moment, he would let Mo Xin give her a close encounter, and even if she was a ninth-level expert, she would be crippled.

Suddenly, just as Yan Ziming was about to call out the little girl Mo Xin to help with a fatal blow, the woman released her restraints the next second, freeing her from her predicament.

Without the slightest hesitation, Raichi spun around in front of him, forcing the woman back a distance, and Yan Ziming fell backward.

Yan Ziming didn't understand what the other party meant. If the woman really wanted to kill her, she would have died more than ten times over. Mo Xin couldn't completely guarantee her own safety either, but the other party didn't seem to have any intention of harming her. It seemed that she was just trying to humiliate her.

"for you."

The woman didn't say much, but tossed something to Yan Ziming. Out of caution, Yan Ziming didn't catch it and let it fall to the ground.

It was a uniquely shaped crystal, resembling a crescent moon, adorned with twinkling lights.

"What is this thing......."

When he looked back, the woman had already disappeared. Yan Ziming felt a chill run down his spine and got goosebumps all over.

Even though he had been closely watching her every move, when he looked up, he realized it was all an illusion, as if his senses were deceiving him.

[Could it be a ghost?]

Yan Ziming shivered. People might not believe it, but she, an eighth-level expert in the lightning element, was most afraid of ghosts.

Horror movies and the like are completely foreign to her, and she can't even joke about them. After Ye Qianxue had acted recklessly once before, she never used this to provoke Yan Ziming again, because she knew that her older sister would really get angry.

Mo Xin separated herself from Yan Zimo's body, picked up the crescent-shaped crystal object, examined it carefully, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Can you tell what this is?"

"There is no danger, but this thing is almost catching up with Mo Xin in terms of material quality. In human terms, it is a high-tech product."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yan Ziming became interested and stepped forward.

Now that Mo Xin had checked it and confirmed that there was no problem, Yan Ziming was no longer so wary. He took the crescent-shaped crystal from Mo Xin and examined it carefully.

"That must be the thing that bound you just now, Zimo."

Mo Xin's words made Yan Zimo uneasy. Yan Zimo had just experienced firsthand how powerful that light shield was, almost leaving her powerless to resist. Why would that woman give her such a good thing?

She went to great lengths to bring me here, yet did nothing, merely teaching me a lesson and then gifting me a divine weapon. Is there really such a good thing in this world?

She didn't know this mysterious woman at all; she had absolutely no recollection of her.

"How to use this thing?"

However, Yan Ziming put all of this aside for the time being; she was eager to know how to use this thing.

After testing it himself, Yan Ziming knew that this thing's defense was even stronger than that of the SSS-level scorpion from last time, and its repair speed was practically cheat-level. If used in a fight, it would definitely be a defensive artifact!

#Mom no longer has to worry about me getting beaten#

"I don't know either. How could I possibly use such high-tech stuff?" Mo Xin said innocently.

"Speaking of which, she seemed to have said that this was the property of a fallen civilization, which means it was a great crystallization of a civilization, right? But a fallen civilization... human civilization has never reached its peak, so it can't be called fallen. Therefore, it can only be a prehistoric civilization."

Yan Ziming picked up the crescent-shaped crystal and aimed it at the half-moon in the sky. It aligned perfectly with the moon and emitted a soft color.

"China should have some records of this kind of thing. You can ask Uncle Yan Shan; he probably knows about it."

"Alright, I'll ask when I get back. By the way, why haven't the people from China arrived yet? Am I really that far away?"

There was no unusual sound from the horizon; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Only then did Yan Ziming notice the faint roars of beasts all around, indicating that they had ventured deep into the occupied territory.

"Forget it, it's best not to alarm the authorities. I'm too lazy to explain anyway. The other party doesn't seem hostile. I'll just mention it to my uncle."

Having made up his mind, Yan Ziming felt a sense of relief, as if he had escaped a disaster. He didn't want to linger for even a moment longer and sped off in one direction.

..............

A minute later, the woman reappeared in the same spot, staring blankly in the direction Yan Ziming had left, her appearance drastically changed.

Her waterfall-like black hair turned as white as snow, deep wrinkles appeared on her exquisite face, her bright, star-like eyes turned white in an instant, and her figure became hunched and frail.

However, this change lasted for less than half a second before returning to normal, as if it had just been an illusion.

If Yan Ziming were still here, she would definitely recognize this person as Yuanyuan's grandmother.

"Finally found someone I can entrust this to... Tsk tsk, if I wasn't afraid you'd die halfway through and I wouldn't be able to protect Yuanyuan, I wouldn't have given you something so good. Those guys have turned the whole world upside down trying to get it..."

The woman watched for a long time, then sighed, turned and left in the opposite direction from Yan Ziming, disappearing in an instant, leaving only faint echoes of her words in the air.

"If I come back alive, I'll come back to get this thing back from you..."

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Remains of Prehistoric Civilization

The moment Yan Ziming returned to Bei'an, he dialed Yan Shan's number.

"Hey, Uncle."

"It's me, what's the matter?"

"There's something important I'd like to tell you face-to-face."

"Okay, let's go to your place."

After hanging up the phone and returning home, Yan Ziming found the house was dark, so there was no one else there but Yan Shan.

Oh, now we need to add Mumu as well.

Before Yan Ziming could take out his key, the door opened by itself, revealing Yan Shan's dignified back as he sat on the sofa.

"Uncle," Yan Ziming called softly.

"An hour ago, the military detected a powerful energy fluctuation in the occupied area, initially identified as belonging to a lightning-type ability user. Was that you?"

Yan Shan asked calmly, and Yan Zimo sat down directly opposite him and nodded affirmatively.

"That's exactly what I wanted to tell you."

After explaining the situation to Yan Shan, Yan Shan's expression changed drastically. The other party had actually taken such a powerful eighth-level ability user out of Yong'an without them noticing and then forcefully suppressed him. It was like slapping them in the face!

If the other party intends to kill her, then her niece may never come back!

Thinking of this, Yan Shan felt furious and ashamed, knowing that this matter would be a disgrace to him if it were told.

With a grim expression, Yan Shan made a phone call, instructing his men to conduct some investigations. Then, his expression hardened, and he looked at her with a complex gaze, letting out a soft sigh.

"Why do you always seem to get into trouble...?"

Because I had cough syrup.

Yan Ziming thought to himself, but he didn't dare say it out loud for fear of getting beaten up.

"This is what she gave me back then."

Without much explanation, Yan Ziming took out the half-crescent-shaped crystal from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"What is this?" Yan Shan curiously picked up the crescent crystal and examined it carefully. He found that the craftsmanship of this thing was indeed much better than most things he had ever seen. He didn't even know how to use it. It was obviously not made by human civilization.

"She said it was a great treasure of a declining civilization... Uncle, you should know something, right?"

Yan Shan suddenly raised his head and looked at her seriously. Yan Zimo did not back down at all and stared back at him.

"This is a state secret. Why would an outsider like you know so much?" Yan Shan said seriously.

Yan Ziming looked at her uncle, who had a serious expression on his face, as if he was warning her not to get involved, but her gaze was gradually becoming firm.

"But now that they're involved with me, there will inevitably be conflicts in the future. In order to better deal with any unexpected situations that may arise, I feel it's necessary for me to know everything about it."

Yan Ziming said she wanted to chuckle.

Does she not possess enough state secrets? She's clearly just an idle superhuman in the civilian world, yet she knows enough secrets to be pulled into a dark room for brainwashing, or forcibly incorporated into a state agency to ensure they won't be leaked.

If it weren't for Yan Shan protecting her and her good relationships with high-ranking officials in China, anyone else who knew so many secrets would probably have been secretly dealt with long ago.

Seeing the determined look in his niece's eyes—a look that suggested she was determined to get to the bottom of things—Yan Shan sighed and said:

"Prehistoric civilizations...you should be familiar with them, right?"

"Hmm, I only have a vague understanding."

In daily life, people often hear a few frequently heard words from books, the internet, or from other people.

Subterranean peoples, Atlantis, the Mayan civilization, and many other representative civilizations—these ancient civilizations have long since disappeared into the annals of history, making it impossible to verify their existence or level of civilization. They are collectively referred to as "prehistoric civilizations."

Take the most famous Atlantis as an example. Most people have only heard a little about it and know that they seem to have sunk to the bottom of the sea, or that they originally lived in the sea where human reach cannot extend... There are many theories, but most discussions revolve around these two.

The same applies to other ancient civilizations. From a written perspective, these civilizations have a history that is much longer than the Chinese civilization, which has been passed down for thousands of years, leading to many questions about their very existence.