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

"Ok."

Admiral Jason resent the contact request.

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

"Gabu-chan~~ I've come to see you."

After ending the communication, Fia returned to the top of the Lofeel conglomerate building like a whirlwind.

This is the location of Gabriel Lofe, the true controller of the Lofe conglomerate.

However, the situation of the person in charge of this super-rich conglomerate seems to be not so good.

As an eighth-tier lightning-type ability user, her strength is beyond doubt. She fought Yan Zimo, who hadn't activated his ultimate ability, in the Civilization Cup and almost forced Yan Zimo to reveal his elemental form.

Yet this powerful man lay quietly on the bed like a patient about to be laid to rest, his chest barely rising and falling with his breath.

“Fia…” Gabriel called out weakly.

Fia sat quietly on the edge of the bed and said in a low voice, "China has agreed. If things go smoothly, it can arrive today."

"......"

"You can definitely get through this, that girl named Tiantian can, and you can too... You must pull through!"

Fia held Gabriel's small, thin hand, which looked weak, as if to comfort her or to make a vow.

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

dong dong dong-

"Little sister Zimo~~"

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mo Sheng's bright and cheerful face. Yan Ziming was a little puzzled: "Why is Sister Mo Sheng here helping me instead of taking care of her work handover?"

"Oh dear~~ I just wanted to give you one last favor before I'm transferred—"

boom!

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

"Turning guests away is very rude!"

Mo Sheng knocked on the door and called out, but Yan Ziming pressed down on the door to prevent her from opening it, and loudly retorted, "You're not a guest! You've come to collect a debt!"

"Won't they even grant my last request? We'll be gone for good soon..."

"Then I'd rather this 'sooner' be now—! By the way, why aren't you getting out of here in Guangdong yet?! Stop causing me trouble! Now, immediately, right now! Get to Guangdong!"

Mo Sheng's seemingly pitiful pleas were unhesitatingly thrown into the stinking ditch by Yan Zimo, which enraged Mo Sheng.

"You brat, you're trying to make me lose my temper, aren't you?!"

The gate suddenly transformed into countless purple light particles that fell down. Yan Ziming lost his support and fell backward, only to be caught steadily by Mo Sheng.

"Yan Ziming, I'll give you one last task—go to the United States right now and do what an 'ally' should do!"

"Oh—No!!!"

Chapter 107 Getting Involved

"Hey...long time no see."

Yan Ziming looked at the two people who had not been in contact since the Civilization Cup, and felt a bit awkward when they met again.

She is currently inside the Seventh District of the United States. Just over ten minutes ago, Mo Sheng forced her to take on a mission: to come to the United States to rescue someone.

It must be said that the Lofiel conglomerate is incredibly powerful. They even found out that Yan Ziming had personally cured Tiantian, a fact that was supposed to be kept strictly confidential. They then contacted relevant people and sent Yan Ziming over to help.

I suspect that a purge is already underway within China.

But Yan Ziming faces an even more serious reality.

The fact is—the person she is trying to save is her old adversary, Mandala.

She is a legendary woman. With her extraordinary talent, she has reached such a level at a young age. Breaking through to the ninth level will be a piece of cake for her.

As mentioned before, her affinity for lightning element is exceptionally high, reaching an astonishing 90%, making her among the top tier of her generation.

That's why she was able to fight Yan Ziming to such an extent back then. Although she was slightly inferior and lost in the end, Yan Ziming still remembered her deeply.

If this person grows up, she will definitely be a major threat to China. I guess many people in China would prefer that she just die.

Well, this has nothing to do with Yan Ziming. All she knows is that before this, her relationship with Mandala could be considered that of friends, but she doesn't know if that was just wishful thinking on her part.

"How long has she been like this?" Yan Ziming asked thoughtfully.

"Four days."

Fia answered crisply and decisively.

"Four days...that should be about right..."

Yan Ziming muttered something, and Fia asked anxiously, "What do you mean, 'almost'?"

"It means that the alienation is about to begin."

"How could you do this! Didn't you come to rescue her? Are you hoping to reduce your competition—"

Fia grabbed Yan Ziming's shoulders and shook him violently, her eyes bloodshot and her emotions unstable.

Mandala, lying on the bed, coughed weakly a few times. Fia immediately quieted down, resumed the elegant demeanor befitting a maid, and bowed her head to Yan Ziming.

"I'm very sorry, I lost my composure. Please don't forget what I just said."

"Um, cough cough... It's nothing. You might not know the details, but I only started treatment after the mutation began."

Yan Ziming said he didn't care, it seems that Fia is truly in love with Mandala!

Tsk tsk... Is this really... another pair of lilies about to bloom? Whether this world even has a future is truly unknown!

"Anyway... well, that's how it is."

"Then this young woman's life is entirely in your hands."

Mandala still had the energy to joke, but Yan Ziming didn't respond. After all, she was only playing a guiding role, and whether it would succeed depended on Mandala's efforts. She didn't want to bear that responsibility.

"When I defeated you, didn't you say you'd use every trick in the book to toy with me? Do you still dare to think that way now?"

"Hehe... Of course I want to, I want to do it so badly, I wish I could mobilize all my resources right now to keep you here and lock you in the basement..."

Mandala's words were somewhat forced, and Yan Ziming didn't want her to waste any more energy talking. Under Fia's gaze, which contained countless emotions, he reached out and grabbed Mandala's full breasts hard twice.

"Come on, get well soon. I want to fight you again, and this time I'll beat you to a pulp!"

After saying that, Yan Ziming proudly raised the hand that had grabbed Mandala's chest.

"thanks for treatment."

She went outside the room, seemingly not wanting to stay there until the transformation of the mandala occurred.

As soon as she stepped outside, several men in black bowed respectfully to her, saying, "Miss Yan Ziming, your residence is right next door. Please feel free to call us if you need anything."

Yan Ziming simply walked past them, leaving them with his back turned. He waved silently, indicating that he understood, and took the elevator down to the first floor, onto the street.

"Ugh......"

Returning to this land after several months, Yan Ziming felt an indescribable mix of emotions.

She recalled her great performance at the Civilization Cup, where she fought against Mandala and Mu Mu in the final four. Now, it seems like it happened a very long time ago.

Has she changed too much?

Perhaps so. It's not just her; even the times are quietly changing. Everything is starting to move towards an unfamiliar turning point, and the original trajectory is gone.

"But then again... this is really messy, as expected of a democratic and free country!"

Yan Ziming was a beautiful sight in the eyes of Western media as soon as she stepped onto the street. A Molotov cocktail exploded not far from her, and a few drops of oil almost splashed on her.

Looking out, there was an endless procession of people, some holding up slogans and blocking the road, others looting and vandalizing... a series of anti-intellectual behaviors that were commonplace here.

Yan Ziming walked quite a distance along the street, where tear gas canisters fired by the military were everywhere. Explosions occurred intermittently in various places, their vibrant colors suggesting they were caused by superhumans.

Clearly, the situation here has escalated to the point where superhumans, unable to tolerate the insults, have attacked ordinary people.

However, Yan Ziming did not mock them, after all, a similar thing almost happened in his own country.

Despite the different nationalities, the people are essentially the same: greed, arrogance, selfishness... These people embody the worst aspects of human nature, ultimately making grave mistakes and regretting them later, or continuing down the wrong path and heading towards self-destruction.

Fang He was almost dragged into the abyss by these guys. If it weren't for me keeping him in check, he probably would have started a massacre right then and there.

If I were to mock them, it would be like the pot calling the kettle black, utterly ridiculous.

Suddenly, chaos erupted within the demonstration in front of them, as people scattered and fled as if they had encountered something terrifying.

In an instant, one of the people in the parade exploded, and the scattered blood droplets fell from the sky like a blood-red rain.

It turns out that a person with superpowers couldn't resist taking action.

Immediately afterwards, a building next to her exploded violently, scattering glass shards everywhere. As the explosion reached Yan Ziming, arcs of electricity flashed, blocking it all.

Then the second person turned into a shower of blood, bone fragments and entrails scattered all over the ground, and then the third... the fourth...

Some people leaped among the shadows, silently reaping lives, while others unleashed torrents of flame... In short, it was a chaotic dance of demons, with all the superpowered individuals rebelling in droves.

Yan Ziming originally intended to just leave and not get involved in this troublesome matter. However, she discovered that the guy who had been blasting people to pieces suddenly accelerated and rushed towards her, with her as his target.