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

70. Terrible XP

"Don't be afraid, that person won't hurt you." Yan Ziming comforted Ziweixing, who was on the verge of collapse under Liu Mengxian's gaze.

[As long as Xian'er determines that you are not the source of any trouble.]

These words echoed in Yan Ziming's mind. If Liu Mengxian believed that the Ziwei Star was a calamity, then destroying it was fine.

"You...you know that being?"

Ziwei Star seemed terrified of Liu Mengxian, its voice trembling as it spoke. Even though Liu Mengxian's gaze exerted no pressure, it still felt a chill run down its spine.

"Of course I do."

What is your relationship with her?

"She's mine..." Yan Ziming's eyes darted around, and he suddenly wanted to show off his 'muscle' in front of Ziwei Star. He turned his back to it and said, "She's my little darling!"

After saying that, Yan Ziming chuckled to himself.

If this guy harbors any ill intentions towards me, my relationship with Liu Mengxian would be the strongest deterrent.

What? Wouldn't it be the same to just state that they are master and disciple?

That's exactly what she wanted to say! Can't she just say it in front of others if she can't do it in real life?!

"My little darling wife?" Ziweixing's question almost made Yan Ziming collapse. Should he start explaining from here?

Yan Ziming coughed heavily twice and said, "My little wife means... in short, she's completely at my mercy!"

Yan Ziming, finding the explanation of the origins and complexities of the term "little darling wife" too troublesome, skipped the process and went straight to the conclusion, which earned him repeated praise from Ziweixing (?).

"But her strength... Oh! You're an elemental spirit, you must have subdued her, right?"

"No, that's right. At first, I did this to her, then that to her, and finally I did something a little more suggestive. Now she listens to me!" Yan Ziming said without batting an eye, seriously weaving together a story that had never happened.

Tears welled in her eyes. She shouldn't have made that careless promise in the first place; she probably wouldn't know how many more lies she'd have to tell to cover it up later.

However, the identity of the Elemental Spirit is really useful. Didn't you see how much Ziwei Star trusts her?

"In short, you don't need to be afraid of her... Remember not to tell anyone else what I told you today."

"why?"

"Don't ask why, just listen to me... Ah, I didn't finish what I was saying earlier. If I want to help you, what should I do?"

Yan Ziming didn't want to continue this topic, otherwise who knows how far they would go with their trash talk, so she changed to a more important topic.

Ziwei Star responded with two "oh" sounds. It noticed that Liu Mengxian was no longer looking at it, and it felt much more relaxed.

"You are an elemental spirit, so use the method you are best at."

It sounded simple, but Yan Ziming shook his head. "Even if you say that, I don't know where to start."

"...come closer."

Previously, out of caution, Yan Ziming had always kept a distance of 100 meters from Ziwei Star to avoid any unforeseen events.

After Liu Mengxian's inspection, Yan Ziming was finally able to give Ziwei Star some trust and slowly approached it.

When she was less than ten meters away from Ziwei Star, Yan Ziming asked, "Is that enough?"

"If it's alright, I'd like you to touch me."

"..." Yan Ziming hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, and the Ziwei Star in front of him automatically descended from the sky.

Seeing it up close like this, a stunning visual experience immediately comes to mind.

—This Ziwei Star seems to be a creation of the heavens, exuding an aura similar to Yan Zimo from the inside out, yet there is a certain decisive difference that makes them not the same kind of species.

Exquisite craftsmanship.

Yan Zimo reached out and touched the seemingly intangible ball of light, but in fact, he couldn't feel it touching anything.

All I could see was purple.

When Yan Ziming opened his eyes again, he found himself in a purple space. Perhaps calling it a 'space' wouldn't be quite right; to be precise, it should be...

The interior of Ziwei Star.

Everywhere was a purple expanse, with dazzling sparks of electricity flying everywhere, as if entering a vast world of lightning. It was so spectacular that it seemed as if thunder had struck the heavens, creating a new world in its entirety!

Yan Zimo suddenly gained the ability to control the life and death of countless beings, as if she could sweep away everything and return it to nothingness with a wave of her hand. The fullness inside her body made her feel as if she was about to ascend to heaven and completely break through the barrier of another level.

However, this is all just an illusion.

She tried it and found that she was completely unable to control these world-destroying lightning bolts; she could only mobilize what was within her capabilities.

However, Yan Ziming was not disappointed, because she enjoyed the environment here. She felt warm all over, which was very beneficial to her.

"Are these... the lands you control?"

She carefully sensed it and discovered that this vast world of thunder and lightning seemed to be related to the land that had been eroded by the Purple Star.

Rather, this is the source of its power.

The scenery is so vivid and tangible, it seems to be everywhere, allowing you to peek into every corner.

Suddenly, a spot on the right flashed, and the Purple Star appeared in front of Yan Ziming, a hazy blur that was difficult to see clearly.

"Yes." Its answer was also straightforward, revealing its true nature to Yan Ziming without reservation.

Yan Ziming's heart skipped a beat. He remembered experiencing a similar scene before and wondered if this guy could be transformed into something that matched his own fantasies, like a certain spirit that often disconnected (Mo Xin: ???).

Wow! I guess I'll be staying here with this guy for quite a while. It would be quite a sight to see if it changed its form.

"Hey, is this the only form you have?"

"form?"

"You mean your appearance, just this ball of light?"

"I've never tried it. I was born this way, and I'm used to it." Ziweixing was unaware of the impure thoughts this shameless fellow harbored towards it, and answered her question naturally.

Yan Ziming coaxed, "Are you interested in changing your look?"

Fearing that Ziwei Star would refuse, Yan Ziming added, "You need my help now, so at least you should listen to what I have to say, right?"

"..."

The ball of light began to twist irregularly, gradually contorting into a blurry human shape. Yan Ziming exclaimed in his heart, "Nice!" It really worked!

Soon, a human-shaped outline took shape, as if something inside was about to break out of its shell, and Yan Ziming eagerly awaited its arrival.

The purple light gradually faded, revealing an exquisitely beautiful figure—long, flowing purple hair as if immersed in a sea of ​​lavender, and a pair of purple eyes, so pure they seemed otherworldly. Her body was naked, her skin as white as mutton-fat jade shimmering with a soft glow…

But after Yan Ziming saw the whole face, he sighed in disappointment—aside from the different hair and eye colors, the face and figure were practically identical to his own.

"Um... could you please not imitate my appearance? Why don't you come up with one yourself?"

Ziwei Star: "......"

Chapter Seventy-One Suppression

There are already enough people in this world who look like me. My own sister is one, and Simo, this weird little girl, is another. If there are any more, it will spawn a strange group.

For example, post-apocalyptic idols or something?

So when she saw that Ziwei Star was still using her template as a model to transform into different forms, she immediately pointed out her opinion.

"Yes, yes, make it a little thinner here... wait, it should be more perky here, yes, yes, that's it, do it the way I said..."

"Hmm! Not bad, not bad, it suits you perfectly!"

Yan Ziming nodded in satisfaction, looking at his 'masterpiece'. His inner fantasies were satisfied, and it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

After some guidance, Yan Ziming finally managed to tweak Ziweixing's appearance, making it more to her liking.

—Two pairs of cat ears (that can move) have appeared on her head, long legs in black stockings, a purple dress, her clothes are dignified yet exude a hint of sexiness, long purple hair paired with purple eyes, as if all the best qualities have been concentrated in this body.

Ziweixing herself wasn't particularly interested, treating the body merely as a shell to house her soul. Perhaps she didn't care about appearances in the first place, and was simply complying with Yan Ziming's wishes.

More likely, she simply doesn't know how to adjust her facial expressions yet.

"I feel like something's missing..." Yan Ziming felt a little unbalanced, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, and he spoke his mind.

A moment later, a faint dark circle appeared beneath the bright, piercing eyes of the graceful young woman before me. It wasn't too heavy, nor too faint to be seen. Like the finishing touch, it brought the person in the painting to life. It didn't detract from her beauty at all; instead, it added an inexplicable charm.

"Hmm! This is perfect! You... ah, speaking of which, you don't even have a name yet."

Yan Ziming was about to say the next thing, but realized that just saying "you you you" was too... well, so he thought of giving her a name.

"Name?" As if her interest had been piqued, Ziweixing's expression changed slightly, and her gaze became a little more focused.

"Yes, a name is the very foundation of a person's soul and beliefs!" Yan Ziming said solemnly, arms crossed.

Little did she know, she was plotting something sinister.

[Nice! It really works!]

That's right! She used one of the classic tropes from anime where the protagonist acquires a powerful cheat/harem—naming!

She had used this trick on Mo Xin before, and Yan Ziming thought it was great. She easily gained a lot of goodwill from her, and now Mo Xin is completely obedient to her.

As she said, a name is the vessel for a person's soul. When a person has a clear consciousness but does not have their own name, their soul is missing a piece and is incomplete.

At this point, you need someone else to fill the void in your soul.