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

"..." Yan Ziming paused for a moment, a few strands of electricity crackling at his fingertips: "Hurry up and get dressed, eat, and get ready to leave."

Ye Qianxue shivered, quickly got out of bed, tidied her clothes, and went to the dining table with Yan Ziming to have breakfast.

Mu Mu has not returned home for the past few nights. There have been too many cases of mutated species attacking various places recently, and many powerful beings need her, a space ability user, to rush to their aid and kill them.

The same thing happened last night.

"Where's Tiantian?"

"Do you think they're like you? They're already heading this way."

"Well--"

Ye Qianxue puffed out her cheeks, and Yan Ziming smiled and pinched them. They were as soft as dough, and felt wonderful to the touch.

In the midst of Ye Qianxue's protest, which was not exactly a protest, Yan Ziming gave her a final pinch and straightened her collar: "Let's go."

"Ah."

Holding his younger sister's hand, Yan Ziming slowly moved to the gate, where Tian Tian, ​​who had just arrived, was waiting.

"Master Mo, Qianxue, good morning~~"

"Good morning every day~~"

Ye Qianxue responded sweetly, while Yan Ziming inquired about her health: "Tian Tian, ​​have you experienced any discomfort since then?"

Tian Tian paused for a moment, thought about it carefully, and finally shook her head deeply: "No."

"Emm... okay then, but be sure to tell me if you feel unwell."

"Okay!"

The three women chatted as they used Ye Qianxue's spatial teleportation to arrive at a meeting point, a place they had arranged long ago.

Besides them, there were already three other people waiting here. All three were men, with an average age of over forty. The oldest of them was over fifty. His military overcoat stood out among the colorful clothes of Yan Ziming and the others, making him the leader of the group.

That is indeed the case.

Unlike usual, Yan Ziming is no longer the team leader; instead, she has been replaced by this man who is over fifty years old.

His name is Qi Huandong. He was specially sent by the military to command this team. He is a senior eighth-level ability user and holds the same rank as Li Haoyi, namely lieutenant general. He previously served as the deputy chief military officer of the Baishui Military Administrative District, which ranks tenth.

Now that the national defenses are being tightened, his position is naturally not as high as it used to be, but his influence remains strong.

It's intriguing that he was chosen as the team's captain.

According to the higher-ups, each patrol team will be commanded by a military superhuman with sufficient strength to prevent mutual cover-ups and concealment.

It seems that even the military doesn't fully trust these civilian individuals with supernatural abilities.

At this time, only your own people are the most trustworthy.

Whether they are civilians with supernatural abilities or military personnel, they all understand this principle.

Next, we'll see who slips up first in this cat-and-mouse game.

"You're late." Qi Huandong said, frowning as he looked at Yan Ziming and his group.

"Sorry, sorry, it took a little time."

Yan Ziming made an apologetic gesture, though her attitude didn't suggest much remorse.

"This is the first time, and I don't want this to happen again in the future."

Qi Huandong glanced at her subtly, feeling somewhat displeased.

He knew that Yan Ziming was powerful and had a significant background, but even if you have a powerful background, you can't be so disrespectful of discipline.

Actually, Yan Zimo didn't have a very good impression of him either.

This person is too rigid. He always has a sour face. In the two days we've spent together, I haven't seen him give anyone a kind look. It's as if everyone owes him a debt from eight lifetimes ago.

"Tch, it's just five seconds late, why the long face?" Ye Qianxue muttered disdainfully from behind Yan Ziming.

They are not soldiers, and they don't necessarily have to arrive at the assembly point five minutes or even half an hour in advance like soldiers.

Obeying orders is not their duty.

At least in its current form, the state recruits them under the guise of "missions," which is fundamentally different from "military conscription." Once the time is up, they will regain their freedom and be able to do whatever they want.

If they weren't very strong, that would be one thing, since you need to have the confidence to enjoy privileges.

But their strength was simply overwhelming, so Qi Huandong didn't pursue the matter too much. If things got too tense, it would make the subsequent mission very difficult to carry out.

Therefore, in today's world, might makes right.

There are no truly weaklings in this team. Of the six people, only Tian Tian and two other men are at the sixth level; the rest are all high-level ability users.

This is also for oversight; having someone of a higher rank to oversee things is what makes the military feel most at ease.

“He’s a soldier, you know. He’s different from us. He probably has a special obsession with time.”

Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue chatted quietly, then Yan Ziming laughed heartily and asked, "So, Captain Qi, where should we patrol today?"

Qi Huandong didn't even turn his head, exuding an air of authority: "East District!"

"Okay!"

And so, the group's mission for the day began.

The patrol team, despite being called patrols, doesn't actually have much to do; in fact, they're quite idle.

Because their fundamental task is to discover and prevent the aliens from causing damage; if no aliens appear, then their task is no different from ordinary shopping.

This is why people with superpowers have a high degree of freedom and tend to be quite lazy, treating going out like a vacation.

Surprisingly, the national government did not impose many restrictions on this behavior.

According to rumors, it seems that considering the mandatory nature of this mission and its long duration, keeping the superhumans on edge for too long might have negative consequences.

Since mandatory conscription usually doesn't pay salaries, we can't be too strict with them about things that don't offer any benefit.

It's said that people with superpowers are rich and powerful, so let them go shopping and spend money if they want. It can even boost the local economy, so it's a win-win situation.

Therefore, the military superhumans leading the team either turned a blind eye to this behavior or simply ignored it.

Whether they're here for vacation or to seriously complete a mission, as long as they can protect the city and the safety of the people, that's all that matters; all other rules and regulations don't matter.

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Torture of Reality

"Mmm... Ah~~"

In the coffee shop, Yan Ziming stretched with her hands above her head, letting out a soft, melodious chirping sound, which made everyone around her stare in disbelief.

Wow, so big!

As expected of the eldest among the nation's sisters, she is a feast for the eyes!

Just like the previous two days when they went out on patrol, Yan Ziming, Ye Qianxue, and Tiantian went out without any disguise. Many people had already guessed their route and were lying in ambush in this area.

Thanks to the patrol team, the public had the opportunity to get up close and personal with a "big star".

It's quite noticeable that there are significantly more ordinary people out on the streets recently.

Among the male group, Li Haoyi, Zhou Huaping, and Murong Hai... Hai... Haiying? are the most famous. These guys attract a lot of female fans as soon as they go out, and screams are heard wherever they go.

Of course, there is also a group called "Old Men", which consists of four of the five pillars of China: Huang Tao, Yan Shan, Zhou Ye, and Qin Tianhai.

As mentioned in previous meetings, even they must join the patrol team; there are no special privileges or exceptions.

Although they were stationed in different military administrative regions and no one dared to make a sound whenever they appeared, their reputation, accumulated over many years, was unmatched by anyone else.

However, if there's a boys' group, there's naturally a girls' group too!

Without a doubt, Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue, the "national sisters" who had already made a name for themselves in the Civilization Cup, were the targets of many men's covetous eyes.

Well, as for being called a target, they only dared to look at it from a distance. No one dared to go up and chat with them, and there wasn't even a scream. At most, they would whisper a few words to their companions.

Because of differing societal perceptions of women and men, fervent female fans can chase after male groups, screaming wildly in hopes of getting their idol's attention. Men, however, shouldn't do this; it will only damage the image of themselves in their idol's eyes and ruin the atmosphere.

These few white lotuses are meant to be admired from afar, not touched or handled.

It's a pity Mu Mu isn't here, otherwise, with her popularity, she would have a huge following of female fans, not to mention male fans. Her charm appeals to both men and women, and Yan Ziming has recently shown a similar trend.

Yan Ziming took a sip of coffee and said somewhat boredly, "What an idle job... It's so idle that I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Master Mo, your problem can be summed up as a 'stubborn bone,' you're always in pain when you have nothing to do!"

As Tian Tian was talking, she covered her forehead, which had just been flicked hard by Yan Ziming. The force was so great that Tian Tian's head tilted back 45 degrees, making a crisp "pop" sound, and her forehead turned a large red.

"What do you mean by 'scumbag'? How can you talk about your teacher like that!"

"Hehe~~ The internet says that this kind of 'feeling uncomfortable when there's nothing to do' behavior is called being a scumbag."

Ye Qianxue, like a pampered little wife, held Yan Ziming's arm tightly, their two alluring bodies pressed together without a single gap.

Yan Ziming affectionately flicked her nose: "You're so smart!"

"......" Every day, I felt incredibly depressed watching this couple showing off their love.

Discrimination, blatant discrimination!

They all call you a slut, so why treat your sister in such a flirtatious way?

"Master Mo, you'll lose me if you keep doing this..."