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

Yan Ziming kicked him in the butt, sending him flying half a meter into the air.

However, being a soldier, he was agile and didn't make a fool of himself. He simply rolled over and landed right where Xiaoqi and the others were.

"What are you all doing huddled together like this!"

Seeing that they hadn't shown any restraint even after he arrived, Meng Shaojun shouted, "Don't you have any organizational discipline? Everyone's watching you, do you know that?!"

"Fine, you guys are deliberately trying to embarrass me, aren't you? Believe me or not, I'll make you run yourselves to death on this playground today!"

It must be said that Meng Shaojun was quite fierce at this moment. The students of Class 3, Grade 1 immediately fell silent, and even the classes passing by glanced at him, and then they were scolded by their instructors.

"Line up and stand at attention! Still want to eat? You can eat after everyone else has finished!"

Meng Shaojun resolved Xiaoqi and Yuanyuan's problem in just a few words, but as a price, they would be the last to eat.

What good dishes will be left in the canteen then? Only scraps and leftovers will be left. Just thinking about it makes me lose my appetite.

Time flies.

Meng Shaojun glanced at the clock. It was already past 7 p.m. If they didn't go to the canteen soon, the group of old men would be finishing their work. He couldn't get them to stop, so he told the students of Class 3, Grade 1 to run to the canteen and then go back to their dormitories to wash up and go to sleep.

As they disappeared into the dimly lit cafeteria, Yan Ziming emerged from the shadows, radiating a subtle pressure: "You're not going to give me an explanation for what happened before?"

Meng Shaojun tensed up, feeling a sudden difficulty breathing, and said with a wry smile:

"It wasn't my doing. I didn't know you were the one being challenged until you went on stage."

"That reason isn't enough."

"...Then what do you want me to do?!"

"It's simple, let me beat you up." Yan Ziming clenched his fists together, his joints cracking.

Meng Shaojun retreated repeatedly, waving his hands: "Wait, wait, wait! I have absolutely no reason to be beaten by you! I really don't know!"

"...You pass."

Yan Ziming lowered his fist and disappeared in a flash, leaving Meng Shaojun alone there, panting heavily, having narrowly escaped death.

........

Students are free to move around during mealtimes. After eating, they will go to their dormitories to rest, so guardians are not prohibited from communicating with students during this time.

"Hey, Xiao Qi, Yuan Yuan."

After finding the two little girls eating in the corner, Yan Ziming didn't hide anything and walked over to them openly, carrying a bag in his hand.

The other students, having gained temporary freedom, were spending time with their parents and didn't notice Yan Ziming's arrival.

"Sister Zimo!" *2

Xiaoqi and Yuanyuan exclaimed in surprise, each hugging one of Yan Ziming's legs and acting coquettishly, "Sister Ziming, where did you go!"

"Sorry, sorry, I had to take care of something, and also... never mind, look what this is."

Yan Ziming placed the bag on the table and opened it. A fragrant aroma immediately filled the air; it contained two boxes of exquisitely prepared meals.

Actually, it wasn't anything particularly fancy, just a simple meal with two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish, but it still made the two little ones extremely happy.

"oh--!!!"

Yuanyuan's eyes lit up as she looked at the boxed lunch Yan Ziming brought, then she looked at her own lunchbox, which had no meat and was cold and hard in chunks. The difference was immediately apparent.

"Sister Zimo, where did you get this?" Xiaoqi asked excitedly.

"I bought this from outside, eat it quickly."

Yan Ziming urged them on, and the two little ones stopped dawdling and began to wolf down their food.

After all, they had been forced to stand by Meng Shaojun's punishment until now, watching others finish eating and return to their dormitories while they could only watch, which only intensified their hunger. They were already starving.

Yan Ziming watched them choke several times during their meal and couldn't help but laugh, "Eat slowly, no one's going to steal your food."

Five minutes later, they finished the two large boxes of lunch.

"Sister Zimo, will you still accompany us to military training tomorrow?"

"Maybe...it won't happen?"

Yan Ziming hesitated before speaking, after all, aside from that incident, his identity had been questioned, so it was best to avoid unnecessary trips abroad.

"......"

"Alright, hurry up and go back to the dorm to sleep after you finish eating. There's another military training session tomorrow, and it'll be even more tiring under the scorching sun than today."

"Ah."

Yuanyuan nodded obediently, while Xiaoqi asked, "What if your classmates ask about Sister Zimo's identity...?"

"Just say no."

"it is good."

On the other side, Meng Shaojun, who had already taken off his military overcoat, walked together with the officer who had orchestrated everything, complaining:

"Old Yang, you almost screwed me over! Why didn't you say that person was Yan Ziming sooner?!"

"Look at you, you coward! Even if I tell you, you'll still disappear! I'm just trying to solve your recruitment problem. These young people nowadays, they just don't want to endure hardship, really—! Sigh..."

Old Yang sighed, and Meng Shaojun waved his hand irritably: "Enough talk, hurry up and eat. I'm starving after working all day. Where's the food I asked you to prepare?"

"It's on the table under the tree in front."

One minute later.

Staring at the empty stone table, Meng Shaojun stared coldly at Old Yang: "Where's the food?"

"...Where's the food?"

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

Yan Ziming left the military base and was about to call Ye Qianxue to pick her up and take her to the hotel she had booked when she saw the figure already waiting at the door. Her hand, which was about to make the call, stopped.

"Xian'er." Yan Ziming walked over slowly and called softly.

Liu Mengxian turned around and whispered, "Tomorrow's... military training? You'll participate."

"Huh?" Yan Ziming was taken aback. "Is there a reason?"

"Train your willpower."

"........."

Since Liu Mengxian had given the order, Yan Ziming had no choice but to comply. However, she did not believe that ordinary military training could really improve her skills.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Demanding People

Early the next morning.

The clock struck 5:30, and the alarm rang precisely on time. In the next instant, a delicate, fair wrist emerged from the silk quilt and turned off the alarm.

No one was woken up.

Yan Ziming quietly got up, and the moment the silk quilt fell, a beautiful and delicate body that stood proudly among all beings was exposed in the darkness.

Beside her lay Mu Mu and Ye Qianxue, in the same condition as Yan Ziming, their fair and alluring bodies appearing and disappearing in the first rays of morning sunlight.

With her lotus feet lightly touching the floor, Yan Ziming went to the bathroom to wash her face and looked in the mirror to see if there was anything unclean.

She suddenly stopped.

Looking in the mirror, her still slightly flushed face was enough to tell just how wild it had been the night before.

Looking back now, ever since she, Ye Qianxue, and Mu Mu broke through that last barrier, her back has never felt comfortable.

"Looks like I'll have to be more restrained in the future... Even high-level ability users can't withstand this kind of abuse..."

With that thought in mind, Yan Ziming put on her usual outfit, picked up two matte black over-the-knee socks, slipped her toes into the socks, and gently pulled them all the way down, exuding a unique allure.

Finally, put on a checkered mini skirt, and a perfect "absolute territory" is formed.

After doing all that, I put on my shoes, sunglasses, and changed my hairstyle, tying it into a single ponytail, and then picked up my room key to open the door.

In this darkness, not yet fully enveloped by light, she was the only passerby.

No, perhaps it's not the only one.

There were others who were earlier and more elegant than her.

Upon opening the door, one is greeted by a graceful and ethereal figure, like a blue lotus slowly blooming in the rising sunlight.

"Xian'er." Yan Ziming closed the door, not surprised by the scene before him.

Liu Mengxian nodded slightly: "Good morning."

"Well, good morning."

Yan Ziming took a step forward as usual, while Liu Mengxian followed half a step behind her. This had become the norm in the Seventh District, and both of them were used to it.

Liu Mengxian never asked Yan Ziming where she was going; she simply followed silently behind her, going wherever Yan Ziming went.

Stepping out of the hotel, it only took a few minutes, but the sunlight outside was already much brighter than before, and the streets began to bustle with activity.

Yan Ziming stretched, glanced at Xian'er, and asked, "There's still some time before military training starts, shall we go get some breakfast first?"

"According to your."