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

Unable to speak.

Not to mention that this would completely enrage Mu Mu, even Yan Ziming herself despises this behavior; it's typical of a scumbag woman.

After the initial joy, Mu Mu suddenly felt a pang of tenderness and gently stroked Yan Ziming's shoulder, saying with concern:

"Could these injuries also be because of this obsidian crystal...?"

Only now did she have the leisure to observe Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue's condition. Both of them looked somewhat pale, clearly indicating that they had exhausted themselves.

The spot where Mu Mu had touched itched, and Yan Ziming wanted to take a step back, but after thinking it over carefully, she restrained herself from doing so.

"These little wounds aren't anything serious, just scrapes, a little medicine will do... Ah! What are you doing?!"

Yan Ziming suddenly cried out in pain, clutching his chest, his face turning red, which startled Ye Qianxue.

Just now, Mu Mu's hand, which had been stroking her wound, suddenly pinched her sensitive spot, causing her to tremble all over.

"You're so stupid! How can a girl treat her body like this? This is punishment for not taking care of your body."

Mu Mu's tone was rather helpless. Why did she seem so indifferent to the smooth skin that girls cherish so much?

"Uh... I have a vague sense of déjà vu."

Yan Ziming remembered that someone else had said the same thing to her not long ago.

"But if I can't even tolerate a mere scratch, how am I supposed to survive in the apocalypse?"

"No, Master Sister is right."

Surprisingly, the person who contradicted her was her sister.

"Big sister, you really don't take care of your health! Even if you don't care, you should at least consider how I feel!"

"I..."

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? This has nothing to do with whether you can tolerate it or not. Qianxue has already agreed, what else do you want to say? Sit down obediently!"

Yan Ziming felt that it was better to go along with them at this time, otherwise he might be punished by them.

Mu Mu walked to a table to the side, where a bag was placed. She took out a round bottle from it, which was covered with dense medical symbols that Yan Ziming couldn't understand.

"What are you going to do...?"

"Stop talking nonsense and don't move."

Mu Mu opened the bottle cap, hooked some liquid inside with her slender finger, and some milky white viscous liquid came out.

"Qianxue, hold her down."

Considering that Yan Ziming might try to slip away, Mu Mu asked Ye Qianxue to hold her down in advance.

"Yes, I'm sorry, elder sister." Ye Qianxue placed her hands on Yan Ziming's shoulders, preventing him from getting up.

Yan Ziming internally screamed:

"Damn it, who's your sister here? Aren't you usually quite hostile towards her?!"

Yan Ziming's right eyelid kept twitching, and she had a feeling that something bad was going to happen.

As it turned out, she had worried too much. Mu Mu simply applied the milky white, sticky substance from her fingers to the abrasion on her shoulder. Yan Ziming then felt a warm, itchy sensation at her wound, which was different from the treatment she received from Wang Shiying before, and it felt quite comfortable.

"Uh-huh?"

Yan Ziming blinked hard, thinking he was seeing things.

After the milky white, viscous substance was absorbed by her skin, she was surprised to find that all the wounds on her body had disappeared! She couldn't feel any pain at all.

Keep in mind, this all happened in just over ten seconds!

What kind of miraculous medicine is this? It's so effective, much better than some other wound medicine.

If possible, Yan Ziming would like to take more back for future use.

Seeing Yan Ziming's surprised expression, Mu Mu smiled and explained:

"This is a new type of wound medicine manufactured using crystal nuclei by a national research institution. The effects are quite good, aren't they? It's said to heal penetrating bullet wounds within a minute."

"Made using crystal cores?"

Yan Ziming inevitably thought of the artificial obsidian crystal, and she felt that the two should be related.

But now is not the time to think about that. What we should be doing now is figuring out how to get this thing. It's a lifesaver!

"Is there any of this left?"

"If you're thinking of buying in bulk, I advise you to forget about it. This medicine has only been developed for a short time, and the production capacity is still low. Right now, it's being prioritized for the military, and there are basically no external channels to purchase it."

Mu Mu's words dispelled Yan Ziming's illusions.

"Then where did you get this bottle, Master Sister? I remember you weren't directly under the military, were you?"

"I earned this through my own hard work," Mu Mu said casually, fiddling with her fingers.

It doesn't seem like it was obtained through any normal means...

Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue imagined Mu Mu using her powerful strength to coerce others.

Reaching out, Yan Ziming picked up the bottle of medicine and carefully examined the writing on it, learning the name of the medicine.

Huaguang-1

Below the name were three words: "Trial Work".

Yan Ziming froze.

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This is just a prototype!

Yan Ziming's face was grim. Could this have some irreversible side effects?

Thinking of all the terrible possibilities, Yan Ziming asked with a forced smile:

"Mu Mu, this..."

She pointed to the words "trial product" on the bottle for Mu Mu to see.

Seeing Yan Ziming's unpleasant expression and forced smile, and then seeing the words "trial work," Mu Mu joked:

"Do you think there will be any problems using a prototype?"

"Mmm." Yan Ziming nodded.

"You can rest assured. Huaguang No. 1 has passed many clinical trials without any problems. Do you think the government would issue something to the military that hasn't been tested for effectiveness?"

"Uh...that makes sense."

If someone were to so carelessly distribute something that hasn't undergone clinical trials to the army that's supposed to defend our country, wouldn't that likely discourage many people?

If the country's top leadership has any sense, they would never do that. The hearts and minds of the people and the military are the foundation of a country's existence and must never be abandoned.

"Don't move, there are still areas that haven't been coated."

Mu Mu pressed down on Yan Ziming's two smooth and rounded jade legs, and touched them as she had done with her shoulders earlier. Every time her slender fingers gently brushed against them, Yan Ziming would tremble slightly and blush.

Ye Qianxue watched anxiously from behind.

"Why wasn't I the one applying the medicine for my older sister?"

The moment this thought crossed my mind, the wonderful application process was over. Yan Ziming's shapely legs were now as exquisite as ivory, with no trace of her previous scars.

"Oh my~ Little Momo looks so cute when she blushes!"

Mu Mu gave Yan Ziming's leg a couple of hard strokes, savoring the delicate touch, before reluctantly standing up and seeing Yan Ziming's face flushed red.

Yan Ziming rolled her eyes at Mu Mu, stood up, and was about to put on the military uniform that Ye Qianxue had given her.

"Wait a minute," Mu Mu called out to her.

"What's wrong?"

"I have clothes, and our sizes are about the same, so you can wear mine."

Indeed, Mu Mu's figure is no less impressive than Yan Zimo's; both have curves in all the right places, and there shouldn't be any issues with size. The only difference is that Mu Mu is half a head taller than Yan Zimo.

"But why do you carry spare clothes with you?"

Mu Mu looked at her as if she were a rare species:

"Isn't it normal for a girl to bring several sets of clothes when she goes on a long trip?"

That makes so much sense, I'm speechless...

Am I a bit of a loner?

"Qianxue, did you bring it?" Yan Ziming turned to ask Ye Qianxue, wondering if she was the only one who was different.

Ye Qianxue tilted her head:

"I brought it, but you might not be able to fit into it, big sister..." She looked at her own chest, then at Yan Ziming's two big breasts, her meaning obvious.

"Then I'll leave it to you..."

Yan Ziming chose to bow to Mu Mu. Although she could wear the military uniform, the material of the uniform was not very suitable for her delicate skin. It would be very uncomfortable when she sweated, and she would occasionally feel a stinging sensation.

This was something she had learned during her previous missions, and the feeling was really not good.