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

"..." Yan Ziming almost ripped the flowers off her head!

Silently telling himself not to pay attention to what this guy said, or he'd get so angry he'd die of rage, Yan Ziming changed the subject and asked, "So this is what you meant by 'part-time job'? It's a bit..."

"Something?"

"I've never heard of any job that requires dressing up so nicely..."

"Hey! Zimo, you think I'm pretty too?!" Wen Xintong was a little happy.

You're focusing on the wrong thing, aren't you?! Listen to me properly!

Yan Ziming flicked her forehead. "Wake up and tell me honestly, have you been scammed?"

As she said this, she glanced around a few times, lingering particularly on a few people.

These people were all paying attention to one person: Wen Xintong.

It's normal for people to notice Wen Xintong, who is dressed so beautifully. But why did Yan Ziming specifically notice those few people?

Because what they're after isn't appreciation or desire, but surveillance.

Once Yan Ziming realized this, he understood almost everything.

Sigh, as expected, there's no such thing as a free lunch. They've already provided such good employee dormitories, how could they possibly just want you to do a simple job?

Capital never engages in transactions that are not profitable!

"To be honest, I also feel like something's not quite right..."

Hearing Yan Ziming's words, Wen Xintong, who had been harboring doubts, suddenly had them clarified: "They asked me to go up and present flowers to that guy named Murong Haiyi later, and then they asked me to go..."

"Xintong, we should go."

Just then, a woman dressed in a black manager's uniform came over and called out to Wen Xintong, "It's almost time."

As she spoke, she gave Yan Ziming a warning look.

But for some reason, Yan Ziming saw something else inside.

"Sister Ye Lan!"

Yan Ziming's eyes flashed, and he thought that this person must be the "good senior in the workplace" who guided Wen Xintong.

"and many more."

Grabbing Wen Xintong's hand, Yan Ziming stared back at her sternly: "What are you plotting using her?"

Ye Lan frowned: "What do you mean? And where did you come from? I don't remember your name being on the invitation list. Get out!"

"Let me guess... Could all of this be the work of the Murong family?"

Yan Ziming smiled contemptuously, and Ye Lan waved her hand to call over a few bodyguards, preparing to forcibly remove Yan Ziming from the room.

She turned and led Wen Xintong away, but halfway there, she turned back and gave her a look.

"It's no use telling you anything. If you have the ability, then prove it to me."

"..." Yan Ziming looked at her with a smile, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Would she be intimidated by the threat of a mere group of small fry?

of course not.

"Stop right there. Please leave now."

To her surprise, the bodyguards Ye Lan had just called blocked her way. Yan Ziming sighed inwardly; sometimes, it really is hard to avoid using force...

Just as he was about to use force to bring the person back, Xia Ziyun arrived with Ye Qianxue and the others.

"She is my guest."

With just one sentence, the black-clad bodyguards stopped in their tracks, all looking at Xia Ziyun's forceful intervention with surprise.

They hadn't expected that this gloomy fellow wasn't just someone who had infiltrated, but actually had a powerful background—and that background was with the Mu family...

Left with no other option, they had to let them pass, but with the stipulation that they were not allowed to enter certain sensitive areas, such as the room Ye Lan had taken Wen Xintong into...

Ha...that's it? That's it!?

Yan Ziming sneered inwardly. Instead of confronting them directly, he led Xia Ziyun and the others to a distance that made them feel more at ease.

At this moment, the singing became much louder, and the atmosphere on stage was completely hyped up.

"Now we're about to get to the main event. There will be a segment where everyone present can personally present a gift to the star of this banquet—Murong Haiyi. This applies to both aristocratic families and individuals."

"Huh? The circles between aristocratic families..."

Yan Ziming glanced at the brother and sister Murong Haiyi and Murong Haixuan standing on the platform, and made a preliminary guess about Wen Xintong's situation. A cold smile appeared on his lips.

Mu Mu glanced at her briefly and knew she had a plan in mind. He asked, "When will you make your move?"

"Now."

Yan Ziming turned his head, "Qianxue!"

"Already prepared!"

A dim, silvery light shimmered around them, but it was not at all noticeable in the brightly lit and lively Tiandi Hall. Yan Ziming and the others gradually disappeared into the silver light.

Ye Qianxue tore open a spatial rift and led Yan Ziming to the destination she had chosen long ago.

"who!?"

As soon as they came out, several female superhumans assumed fighting stances and pounced on Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue.

However, it was all for naught.

Their bodies were frozen in place, unable to move, and they couldn't even move their eyes.

Ye Qianxue triumphantly flashed a victory sign, grinning as she said, "Space freezes~~"

Yan Ziming touched several of the female bodyguards, and they immediately collapsed, convulsing.

"I didn't expect you to actually come..."

Ye Lan reluctantly emerged from behind the pillar, accompanied by Wen Xintong, whose face was extremely pale, as if she had been frightened by the scene before her.

"Zi Mo... what is this?!"

Yan Ziming explained to Ye Qianxue in a low voice, "She is the new neighbor I told you about. Go and protect her."

"Ok!"

Ye Qianxue immediately teleported over and stood guard beside Wen Xintong.

"Who...who are you?"

Having witnessed Ye Qianxue use her spatial abilities several times, Ye Lan's eyes gleamed with intense light.

Among the female bodyguards who were immobilized, there were quite a few who were at the sixth level, but they were immobilized without any ability to resist!

This means the other party is a high-level spatial ability user!

In Beian City, besides Mu Mu and Ye Qianxue, who else in the world possesses high-level superpowers?

Chapter Forty-Nine: What are your intentions?

Yan Ziming slowly walked to within a step of Ye Lan, not worried at all about the possibility of a sudden attack. She was fearless.

"You should know very well who we are by now. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Even though Yan Ziming was a little shorter than her, Ye Lan's aura shattered like a balloon under Yan Ziming's gaze.

This is a difference in the level of life.

Ye Lan gave up.

Not to mention her personally, even the forces behind her are nothing in front of these two people; they are simply fearless.

"What is your relationship with Xintong...?"

Overwhelmed by the pressure emanating from Yan Ziming, Ye Lan's voice trembled noticeably, even though she was unwilling.

"she is my friend."

A simple sentence caused Ye Lan's pupils to shrink sharply, and a bitter smile rose in her heart.

This is really... messing with the wrong person.

Ye Lan was still forcing a smile, but it looked rather distorted: "What do you want?"

"Nothing much, they just want to take my friend away and tell me their purpose."

"...The whole story is very simple; you can probably guess it, right?"

Yan Ziming looked at her with a stern expression: "I don't want some boring answer that I can guess; I want you to say it yourself."

Ye Lan glanced at Wen Xintong, who was hiding behind Ye Qianxue, and her tone became resolute.

"I'm sorry, my position doesn't allow me to do that... You won't be satisfied with this explanation, will you? All I can say is that she and I are just pawns caught up in this chain of interests."

Yan Ziming's gaze shifted; this answer did not satisfy her.

She wanted to know if the mastermind behind this was someone from the Murong family. If so, then Yan Ziming would have to seek justice for Wen Xintong.

"That, that!"