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

Actually, it's not that much skin is exposed; only half of the thigh is visible, and the short jacket barely reaches the armpits. Overall, it can't be said to be very revealing.

"How do you think it should be changed?" Liu Mengxian remained silent and did not speak further.

"..." Yan Ziming didn't know what to say.

Indeed, this cheongsam perfectly accentuated Liu Mengxian's beauty.

The stunning beauty in the mirror exuded an unspoken allure with every smile and gesture; so charming, her face more beautiful than fire, her breath as sweet as musk, her mercury-like eyes slightly furrowed at Yan Ziming's comment, so captivating.

but.......

—I don't want anyone but myself to see such a fairy-like figure!

These were Yan Ziming's true feelings, and also her selfish desires. She really didn't want Xian'er to receive public attention after wearing a cheongsam.

Although Liu Mengxian is usually the focus of attention, like a pure and beautiful white lotus flower that one would not dare to defile; now, Liu Mengxian has added a kind of charm that is like a raging fire, wanting to burn people to ashes!

While appreciating it, most people might also have a lot of lewd/evil thoughts, right?

However, she ultimately chose to respect Xian'er's wishes. Since Xian'er preferred this piece, she would let her have her way.

"It's nothing, I guess I'll just forget about it... I'll go pay the bill now."

"Wait a minute." Liu Mengxian stopped her. "I didn't say I wanted this one."

"Eh?"

Yan Ziming was stunned. He saw a smile appear in Xian'er's clear eyes as she said, "Go and pick out a few more for me."

Then she added, "I want you to pick it for me, not someone else."

Yan Ziming's face lit up with joy: "Great!"

What truly made her happy was the following sentence, but it would inevitably take a considerable amount of time, at least an hour or more.

By then, Xiaoqi and the others had probably been standing at attention for more than half an hour.

[Xiaoqi, Yuanyuan, please forgive me. It's not that I didn't want to go, but my body just wouldn't cooperate! Please forgive me... I'll definitely go next time, next time!]

She silently chanted this in her mind, but her hands moved quickly. In no time, she had picked out seven or eight items, and then carefully selected the one she thought was the best and sent it into the dressing room for Liu Mengxian to try on.

"Mo'er, come in for a moment."

Liu Mengxian suddenly called Yan Ziming inside. Yan Ziming wondered if it was because Xian'er couldn't put on a certain part of the clothes properly, so she wanted her to come in and help.

With these fantasies in mind, Yan Ziming lifted the curtain and went inside with great anticipation.

Nothing of the sort happened as Yan Ziming had hoped. Seeing Yan Ziming enter, Liu Mengxian swayed her hips and asked:

"How do you feel now?"

The original fiery red and gold short-sleeved cheongsam was replaced with a fitted cheongsam with floral embroidery in a blue-purple tone, which perfectly accentuated her stunning figure while emphasizing her pure and elegant temperament. Although it revealed a little more skin than before, overall, this was undoubtedly the outfit that best suited Liu Mengxian's temperament.

"Great!" Yan Ziming praised without reservation, and Liu Mengxian's eyes gleamed with a hint of pleasure.

However, Yan Ziming had a question. She was someone who couldn't hide her feelings, so she asked directly:

"Xian'er, why don't you just go out? Why did you make me come in...?"

Liu Mengxian looked at her with a smile in her eyes: "Since you don't like others looking at me like this, I will do as you say, so I called you in."

"Hmm..." Yan Ziming's pretty face flushed red, as if her secret thoughts had been exposed. She couldn't refute it, nor could she refuse such kindness.

"Then I'll go find the shop assistant to pay first. Xian'er, you should change back into your original clothes..."

Yan Ziming left with a flushed face. She felt that if she had stayed any longer, she would have been driven crazy by the atmosphere!

Xian'er, this enchantress who's good at seeing through people's hearts... oh no, witch? No, fairy? ...That doesn't seem quite right either...

In short, it was incredibly tedious!

She suddenly realized that in her interactions with her, she was always the one being manipulated and had never gained the upper hand.

Perhaps she's a gentler, yet also more terrifying character than Mu Mu...

Chapter Thirty: You're So Scary...

By the time Yan Ziming finished buying clothes for Xian'er, it was already past nine o'clock, which took longer than expected.

Liu Mengxian changed out of that cheongsam and put back on her original blue-purple themed long robe.

She said she would only wear that cheongsam on special occasions, and not at other times.

This made Yan Ziming feel both regretful and overjoyed.

With this in mind, Yan Ziming arrived at the military base, where full-scale military training had already begun.

Tens of thousands of students gathered on the playground last night to bask in the sunshine.

Just because it's morning doesn't mean it will be cool. On the contrary, sometimes the morning sun isn't very strong, but the temperature can be higher and more unbearable.

They have been standing at attention here for some time, during which time several people have fainted and been helped to the rear to rest temporarily.

Do you think this is a reason to slack off?

nonexistent!

This might have been possible before the apocalypse, but now...

Unconscious? A therapist can bring you back to your senses in a short time. You don't need a high-level therapist; even a low-level one can easily relieve symptoms of heatstroke.

Although the number of therapists is not large, it is not too small either. With the nationwide effort being consolidated, there are more therapists here than before, and taking care of a small number of comatose patients is not a problem at all.

Therefore, whenever someone falls unconscious, they are fully recovered and return to the queue to continue sunbathing in less than five minutes.

Some of them were faking illness, and after being briefly diagnosed by the therapist, they were dragged back by the instructors and severely disciplined. Just watching them made me sweat for them.

"Waaah... This is so miserable, it's truly inhumane!"

Yan Ziming clicked his tongue as he watched this scene.

She was secretly glad that there weren't so many people with superpowers when she was in school, otherwise she would have had to go through the same experience.

Just as he was marveling at his good fortune, Liu Mengxian added insult to injury: "You go up too, I'll keep an eye on you."

Yan Ziming: "..."

If possible, she didn't want to be so conspicuous, because most parents weren't up yet.

Even those who got up early were exhausted from last night's military training and avoided it like the plague, so no one accompanied them, making their situation even more awkward than last night.

"Can't we do it here?" Yan Ziming said in a low voice, almost as if he were begging.

"can."

Liu Mengxian stood about 30 centimeters in front of Yan Ziming, and then stopped there without moving.

"Before I say you can move, you are not allowed to move at all. If you do, you will be punished."

"........"

Under Liu Mengxian's supervision, Yan Ziming began a difficult training program.

Standing still is not a problem; the physical qualities of a superhuman determine that Yan Ziming's physical abilities are destined to far surpass those of ordinary people.

What she found most difficult was that Liu Mengxian would touch her inappropriately from time to time!

Sometimes he would breathe close to her earlobe, making her tremble; other times he would get so close that they could feel each other's breath.

There were several moments when she almost went against the goal that Liu Mengxian had initially set for her.

This is just the prelude; relatively speaking, it's still relatively mild.

For example, Yan Ziming has been standing still for two hours now, but her vision has become blurred, and she is panting heavily from Liu Mengxian's endless 'sneak attacks'.

"babble--!"

Yan Ziming's body trembled violently again because she felt Liu Mengxian's small hand gently pinching her right earlobe!

This time she failed immediately; her body took half a step forward before her consciousness could react.

She had only taken half a step, and before she even landed, Yan Ziming forcefully controlled her. But the fact that she had failed remained unchanged.

"Mo'er, do not resist."

"........"

Before Yan Ziming could respond, a thin blue needle pierced her chest from behind, causing her body to convulse uncontrollably and she collapsed to the ground.

For someone with a constitution that is close to the element of lightning, this should have been an easy problem to resolve; she could have simply used her special ability.

However, Liu Mengxian had given her an order not to resist, and Yan Ziming dared not disobey. Instead, she tried her best to suppress her physical instincts and prevent her supernatural abilities from being activated.

Not long after, within a minute, the lightning rod dissipated, and Yan Ziming's convulsing body slowly returned to normal.

"Get up and continue."

".......good."

Gritting his teeth, Yan Ziming shakily got up and stood upright again in a military posture, neither humble nor arrogant.

He exuded an indomitable spirit.

Liu Mengxian showed no mercy afterward, precisely seizing every moment of Yan Ziming's lapse in concentration to launch unexpected sneak attacks. She succeeded about three out of ten times. Then, just like before, she would insert a silver needle into Yan Ziming's body, causing her to convulse from the electric shock.

Moreover, as the number of times increased, the number of lightning rods inserted also increased. Two hours after the first time, Yan Ziming had endured nearly a hundred needles in total!