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

"Big sister is so cool!"

Hey, hey, hey, if you didn't see it, you didn't see it. Don't talk nonsense with such a straight face, it'll make me really embarrassed!

Yan Ziming thought weakly.

"Very powerful, stronger than some of the eighth-level ability users I've seen."

A word of praise lightened the awkward atmosphere, and Yan Ziming looked at Liu Wenbin with gratitude:

"Thank you for the compliment, but saying I'm stronger than an eighth-tier ability user is a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it?"

It's important to understand that the difference between each level of a high-level ability user is enormous. For example, the difference between the seventh and eighth levels, while not as large as the difference between the sixth and seventh levels, is still significant.

The gap between the eighth and ninth ranks is truly higher than the sky and deeper than the sea, even greater than the gap between the sixth and seventh ranks. It involves another level altogether. Otherwise, how could it be said that a ninth-rank expert can single-handedly govern a region? It is because of this insurmountable gap. Once crossed, one will soar to great heights and transform into a dragon upon encountering favorable winds and clouds.

Therefore, Mu Mu is regarded as a rising star of China by foreign forces. Given time, breaking through to the ninth level is a sure thing, and China's international influence will be even greater.

Yan Ziming felt deeply ashamed to be told that he was even more powerful than an eighth-level ability user.

“It’s not that exaggerated. I mean, in terms of destructive power, you are stronger than a few eighth-tier experts,” Liu Wenbin explained.

"For example?"

Yan Ziming became interested. She was also curious about which eighth-level experts Liu Wenbin had met. She only knew one person herself—Mu Mu. Above him were her uncle and Huang Tao.

Isn't it a bit abnormal that she knows more ninth-tier beings than eighth-tier beings?

Liu Wenbin uttered a name: "Li Haoyi".

He then continued:

“Although Li Haoyi is an eighth-level expert, his ability’s attack power is not very high, so I think your destructive power is stronger than his.”

"What is his special ability?"

"Absolute defense, capable of withstanding attacks from a level higher than oneself."

Isn't that an amazing superpower?

He can withstand attacks from someone a level higher than himself. He's currently at the eighth rank, so doesn't that mean even a ninth-rank expert can't do anything to him?

"No...it shouldn't be that outrageous."

After her initial surprise, Yan Ziming suddenly smiled and said to Liu Wenbin:

"That's only relatively speaking, isn't it?"

Liu Wenbin's opinion of Yan Ziming rose even higher. He thought to himself, "No wonder he was recommended by the deputy commander-in-chief! Just this insight alone puts most superhumans to shame."

"Yes, that's only relative, not absolute. To withstand the attack of a ninth-tier expert, the energy required is also enormous. If the deputy commander were to go all out, he probably wouldn't last more than three hits."

In fact, Liu Wenbin's evaluation alone is enough to prove Li Haoyi's strength.

Who is Huang Tao? He is able to command the Jiangning Military Administrative Region because of his strength, which is second only to Yan Shan in the whole country.

Li Haoyi's ability to withstand three blows when he was exerting his full strength is truly remarkable! If he were to cooperate with other eighth-level ability users, one focusing on offense and the other on defense, it would be an absolutely formidable combination.

However, Yan Ziming felt that he could only withstand Huang Tao's attack once, which was already the best he could do. It was just a simple intuition.

"Who else could it be but him?"

Yan Ziming realized that his knowledge of high-level powerhouses was truly lacking. Li Hao possessed such a unique ability and was an eighth-level ability user. It was understandable that ordinary people wouldn't know, but for Yan Ziming, also a high-level ability user, to be unaware of it made him seem uncultured. Would people think he was ignorant?

Liu Wenbin thought about it carefully, and was about to speak when he was stunned by Yan Ziming's words.

"Don't speak yet, there's movement."

Yan Ziming's expression was solemn. Her hearing, which was much stronger than that of ordinary people, allowed her to hear sounds that Liu Wenbin could not hear.

Thump, thump, thump.

It sounded like the walking of some kind of creature.

She leaned out of the car window, and a pale blue lightning bolt appeared in her hand. Yan Ziming pushed it to the ground, and it then transformed into countless tiny currents that spread to the road behind her.

After a while, Yan Ziming suddenly opened his eyes and roared at Liu Wenbin:

"Full speed ahead, convoy!"

Liu Wenbin realized the seriousness of the situation, picked up the walkie-talkie and issued an order. In the next instant, the convoy's speed increased by about 30%.

"not enough..."

Because of their excessive weight, tanks could not match the speed of armored vehicles, thus slowing down the entire marching column.

The thumping sound grew closer and closer. Yan Ziming had already stood on top of the armored vehicle, staring at the wall behind him.

boom!

The wall shattered with a crash, and amidst the flying raindrops, a huge figure emerged, taking a single step that covered more than ten meters, rapidly closing the distance with the convoy.

Upon seeing this giant figure, Yan Ziming immediately swore:

"Holy crap, it's a tyrant!"

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Chapter 121 Giants

"What, a tyrant?!"

Liu Wenbin also yelled, his hands gripping the steering wheel a little unsteadily.

What the hell is going on?! How did they even run into a tyrant like that?!

The tyrant before him was covered in a layer of blood red, with hideous blood vessels distributed on its body surface, and terrifying muscles twisting from time to time. Yan Ziming estimated that this monster could probably crush a tank into a pancake with one swipe of its palm.

In terms of appearance, the tyrant can be seen as a replica of the predator, but their types are completely different. The predator walks on all fours, while the tyrant walks upright, and its size and appearance are exactly the same as the giants in mythology.

"Could this be the one on the map..."

Yan Ziming's expression turned grim. He recalled the map he had seen before entering the research institute, which clearly marked a red dot, indicating that this was an S-class mutated species.

"It seems the commotion from the previous battle was too great; this guy could hear it from twenty or thirty kilometers away."

Meanwhile, Liu Wenbin, in the driver's seat, quickly issued the attack order:

"The tank's main gun is loaded with armor-piercing rounds; a probing shot is fired."

Nine tanks simultaneously turned their turrets around, pointing their cannons at the tyrant behind them.

boom!

The main guns of the nine tanks fired almost simultaneously, and the armor-piercing projectiles carrying destructive potential energy slammed into the Tyrant at a speed of 1730 m/s. The deafening roar resounded through the sky, and the violent shockwave shook the surrounding armored vehicles, including the one Yan Ziming was in. However, Yan Ziming remained as firm as a rock on the roof of the vehicle, his starry eyes fixed on the Tyrant.

The Tyrant seemed to sense the threat of the armor-piercing projectiles. As they approached, it leaped to the left, dodging the bombardment of the tank's main gun. The nine projectiles struck the Tyrant, exploding into countless fragments. The jets of metal, reaching temperatures of thousands of degrees, splattered onto the Tyrant with a hissing sound.

"it works!"

Seeing this, Yan Ziming's eyes lit up. The fact that the Tyrant could dodge meant that the tank's main gun could indeed damage it, but he didn't know to what extent.

But now is not a time to be happy. The giant has now closed the distance between them to within a hundred meters. That last move seems to have enraged it, and it is running with increased force. With each stomp, it causes the solid asphalt road to collapse several meters, with a power greater than that of a road roller.

Yan Ziming even worried that with less than a hundred meters left, it might leap into their convoy, leaving the cumbersome tanks at its mercy.

"Letting it get any closer will be fatal!!"

Lightning crackled in her right hand, and the Raikiri appeared in it. She then turned and shouted to Liu Wenbin inside the car:

"Armored vehicles, full speed ahead! Nine tanks, stay behind and help me deal with it!"

The S-class tyrant, with its incredibly tough body, is so tough that even the strongest weapon a 12.7mm heavy machine gun that an armored vehicle can carry is only good for scratching it; only a tank's main cannon can cause it any damage.

Since tanks can't keep up with armored vehicles anyway, it's better to stay and fight alongside her.

After Liu Wenbin gave the order, the armored vehicle quickly pulled away from the nine tanks and separated itself from the main force.

The armored vehicle carrying Yan Ziming and her team did not leave with them. Liu Wenbin was still there to oversee the movement of the tanks. It was too much to ask Yan Ziming, who had no talent for commanding troops, to take charge of them.

"Qianxue, come and help too, big sister." Ye Qianxue leaned out of the car door, wanting to fight alongside Yan Ziming.

Yan Ziming frowned and shouted:

"What good is it for you to help in your current state? Just stay in the car and don't go out!"

"Ugh..." Ye Qianxue shrank back in grievance, but her face had an unnatural flush.

"This older sister is so strong-willed... Chiyuki loves her!"

Ye Qianxue was secretly swooning over him.

She sighed inwardly that this person was hopeless, and Tian Tian leaned out of the car window to look at the tyrant Yan Ziming was talking about. Then she opened her mouth wide and drooled without even realizing it.

Is this some kind of mutant or a giant?! They actually want to fight such a monster?!

Tian Tian was so frightened that her legs went weak, and she subconsciously looked at Yan Ziming on the roof of the car.

She was stunned again.

The terrifying aura emanating from Yan Ziming at this moment was completely different from his usual self. The lightning flashing in his eyes was dazzling, and the Thunder Cutter in his hand completely attracted her attention, as if her soul had been sucked into it.

The most terrifying thing is that Tian Tian feels that her lightning power cannot surge in front of Yan Zimo at all, as if it is being suppressed by something.

"Is she really that powerful..."