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

"I know without you telling me." A smile appeared on Yan Ziming's lips.

The era of war established the supreme status of those with supernatural abilities, and their immense power granted them the right to unleash their full potential on the battlefield.

In this battlefield filled with endless possibilities, you can gain honor, status, money, power... basically everything can be obtained here.

However, in peacetime, without war, those with superpowers are merely ordinary people who possess great strength but are bound by the law and unable to be released.

Heaven has given them the opportunity to rise above others in this chaotic world, so why not devote themselves wholeheartedly to it and strive to become the best of the best?

That's why Yan Ziming felt that what he said was very good. Although it was a bit cheesy, good is good and that can never be changed.

"War..."

Yan Ziming gazed at the landscape before him, which was still a beautiful and unremarkable scene, and felt a pang of melancholy.

"What's wrong?" Mu Mu asked.

"Ah, no... I was just thinking, could it be that our true home isn't some peaceful and prosperous era at all, but rather a dark age of constant war?"

These words were disrespectful to the deceased, and Yan Ziming did not continue speaking, but Mu Mu understood her meaning.

In this generation, the power of superhumans has experienced explosive growth. They are needed and respected, and many are constantly breaking through their limits, becoming rising stars and blossoming in all parts of the world.

Don't you see how glorious the superpowered are in peacetime? Ordinary people don't even know that superpowered people exist, let alone figures like Yan Ziming, Mu Mu, Murong Haiyi, and Yan Shan.

As the saying goes, troubled times produce heroes.

If it weren't for the apocalypse, Yan Shan would at most be a major general now, because the promotion of military ranks in peacetime and wartime are on completely different levels.

If there had been no apocalypse, Yan Ziqing would still be living a life like a walking corpse, and she would not have become Yan Ziming, nor would she have met Ye Qianxue and Mu Mu later on.

If it weren't for the apocalypse, even with Mu Mu's exceptional talent, she could never have achieved what she has in such a short time.

The community of superhumans during peacetime was like a stagnant pool, burying too many talented individuals. But the apocalypse unearthed all these unpolished gems, which is why we have such an unprecedented world today!

"Mu Mu, go where you need to go. I'll do whatever I want. I also want to vent the anger that's been building up for so many days."

"Be careful."

After giving a reminder, Mu Mu left. A ninth-level expert should be a pillar of strength, not someone who sits here chatting with others.

There was a moment of silence, as if the place was awaiting an impending storm.

It was indeed raining then.

This was a torrential rainstorm no less intense than the one during the Yongjing Campaign, and faintly, there was a distinctive sea smell that could only be detected along the coastline.

"I have a bad feeling about this..."

Suddenly, a purple light separated from Yan Ziming's body and formed a beautiful and charming figure, who then climbed onto Yan Ziming's back.

"Mo Xin." Yan Ziming grasped her hand that was wrapped around his waist, feeling a deep sense of nostalgia.

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've participated in a major battle...

The Beian Military Administrative Region is a very peaceful place. In the past, other military administrative regions would face one or even several tests every month, but Beian might not face one every few months. Therefore, this sudden large-scale battle is really strange.

But it's all good. After the pioneering campaign, Yan Ziming felt like he was getting bored out of his mind. It was a rare opportunity to stretch his muscles and bones, and Yan Ziming was not going to miss it.

Since becoming a Thunder Spirit, she hadn't had a proper chance to vent her frustrations. Coincidentally, she was annoyed by the insults from those people, so she could finally let loose.

"I feel that this battle is unusual," Mo Xin said.

"Hmm? Tell me about it?"

"It might be... different from before, it will be very tragic."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ziming became more vigilant.

If Mo Xin had said this to her a few months ago, she would have taken it as a joke.

After all, how could it be more tragic than the Yongjing Rebellion? How could it be more tragic than the "Pacifying the Central Plains" campaign a few years ago?

Speaking of the "Pacifying the Central Plains" campaign a few years ago, it was truly a battle worthy of being recorded in history and passed down through the ages.

In that battle, hundreds of millions of mutated species across the country rose up in rebellion, and multiple military administrative regions were in danger of being breached. At one point, there was even a near-collapse of the city.

It was at that time that Yan Shan became a household name. He and several ninth-rank experts from China went deep into enemy territory, killed several SSS-level mutated species, and led the army to annihilate more than 20 million enemies. It was a glorious victory in the history of mankind's fight against mutated species!

However, behind the glamour, things are not always as wonderful as people imagine.

Why didn't Yan Shan immediately lead his army to expand the victory, but instead stopped the counterattack and began to consolidate the gains?

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.

Since that battle, China's army has lost more than 300,000 men. The entire army was decimated. Even if it wins, it will only be a Pyrrhic victory. The rest of the troops are all wounded and there is no strength left to recover more territory.

That's a tangent, let's get back to the main topic.

Now that Mo Xin has told her this news at this critical juncture of "the second wave of changes in the apocalypse," it immediately stirred up a nerve in her mind.

"We have Sister Mo Sheng here, Mu Mu, and Xue Yunling too..."

Yan Ziming counted on his fingers, trying to comfort himself: "Higher-end combat power... Xian'er isn't here, so we can't count on Si Mo."

"Three ninth-tier individuals in total should be more than enough, right?"

At this moment, Yan Ziming's surroundings had been occupied by the army, and a chilling atmosphere instantly filled the air. Various weapons on the walls were already in place, and the entire city was on high alert.

Just then, Yan Ziming's phone rang.

"Hey, Mu Mu, have you found out? What's the approximate size of the mutated species?"

"Don't be scared when I tell you."

Mu Mu's voice was calm, giving people the illusion that it was suppressed to the limit and about to explode, which made Yan Ziming tense up.

"Considering the potential chain reaction that may follow, the General Staff's estimate is... over five million!"

"Five—!!!" Yan Ziming exclaimed in shock, then lowered his voice after realizing they were in a public place: "Five million, are you sure?! Is this another 'pacification of the Central Plains'?"

"No, it's even more serious than that. I'm afraid 'stabilizing the Central Plains' will only be a unit of measurement now. The number of confirmed cases has increased from 700,000 twenty minutes ago to 2 million now, and all 2 million of them came from the sea. Do you understand what that means?"

“…Of course I understand,” Yan Ziming replied with a wry smile.

Two million...more than two million mutated species all came from the sea...

Judging from this, the estimate of over five million given by the General Staff is actually an underestimate!

According to Mu Mu's counting units, the scale of this war is at least equivalent to ten "Ding Zhongyuan"!

Chapter 72 Hydrogen Bomb Bombing

As we all know, on the vast blue planet, land accounts for less than 30%, while the remaining 70% or more is ocean, which has nurtured countless species and countless lives.

After the apocalypse, the ocean remained alive, but the ecosystem of species underwent a dramatic change, all due to mutated species.

According to authoritative data from the United Nations, there are approximately tens of billions of mutated species on land (including zombies), with 30% in Asia, 40% in Africa, and the remaining 30% scattered in the Americas, Europe, and other regions.

As for the ocean... its size is beyond imagination!

Six years later, no one knows how many mutated species are contained in the vast ocean. As long as the number is not too outrageous, no amount of that number would be excessive.

In past conflicts between humans and mutated species, mutated species from the ocean rarely participated, or were not involved at all.

Although they can also live on land, the sea is their ideal habitat, so for the past six years, humans and they have lived in peace and kept to themselves.

It could even be said that the reason humanity was able to stand firm in the apocalypse was entirely due to the fact that the mutated species in the sea did not join in the invasion of the land!

Imagine billions of mutated species migrating from the sea to the land—even Hollywood couldn't capture that scene!

Moreover, there must be more powerful beings in the ocean than on land!

S-class and SS-class are just appetizers; even SSS-class might appear from time to time.

In conclusion, once they land, they will surely unleash an unprecedented storm, and human civilization will suffer a devastating blow!

The current two million is a signal, a signal that they are about to land!

Yan Ziming moved to a secluded spot and asked with a bitter expression, "Do you think we have enough manpower right now?"

"It's definitely not enough. The mutation issue hasn't been resolved yet, we can't spare the manpower, and we've already lost quite a few high-level combatants because of the mutation..."

"Hey, Mu Mu," Yan Ziming took a deep breath, "what should we do?"

"In short, we've already asked Sichuan for help, but I don't think they can spare many people. As for the Southern Guangdong Military and Administrative Region... don't count on them. We're lucky if they don't need our support."

The Nanyue Military Administrative Region is located right next to the South China Sea. Unlike the Bohai Sea, which is a "shallow bay," the average water depth there is over 1,200 meters. If the mutated species in the sea were to come ashore, the situation they would face would probably be much more severe than that in Bei'an.

Yan Ziming clenched his fist.

"Remember to come back alive, and don't forget we have a bet."

"Of course, if you can spare the time, I'll specifically ask you to serve me tonight. If you don't want to die in battle, then come and please me! I can transfer you to the rear."

Mu Mu said jokingly, and Yan Ziming teased her in the same direction: "If you want me to sell my body and live a life of ignominy, then I'd rather die in battle."

"Don't even think about it!"

Suddenly, a pair of delicate hands encircled her from behind. The familiar embrace and scent made Yan Ziming feel safe and relaxed, allowing her to hold him.

Mu Mu held the person in her arms tightly, asserting her ownership of Yan Ziming with unwavering force.

"With me here, you'd have a hard time dying! You, Yan Ziming, your body, your soul, everything about you belongs to me!"

"Well, I'm yours."