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

At five o'clock in the morning, Yan Ziming got up. She couldn't sleep at all last night, tossing and turning. Only that heartless Ye Qianxue could sleep soundly.

The sun had only been up for a short while, but the streets outside the window were already bustling with people, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat oppressive.

Yan Ziming washed up and checked to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. After finishing all that, Yan Ziming saw that she still had some time and thought, "Why don't I make breakfast too?"

After quickly preparing breakfast, Yan Ziming took off his apron and went to wake Ye Qianxue up for breakfast.

Yan Ziming, with her MAX wife value, proves with facts that even if she hadn't become a woman, she would definitely have been born in the wrong gender.

"Little lazy cat, wake up! We have a mission to go on later."

"Hmm... Good morning, Big Sister~"

Yan Ziming pinched Ye Qianxue's little nose, and seeing that she was going to linger a little longer, he shook his head helplessly and slapped her bottom.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Three slaps in quick succession. Because Ye Qianxue was used to sleeping naked, each slap on her smooth, tender flesh caused her plump, upturned buttocks to shake violently, leaving behind clearly visible handprints.

Unable to sleep any longer after being treated like this, Ye Qianxue had no choice but to get up, get dressed, wash up, and eat breakfast.

This is Yan Ziming's daily routine every morning.

By the time Ye Qianxue got up and finished breakfast, the clock had already struck 6:30, leaving only half an hour before the meeting time.

"Hurry up, or we'll be late," Yan Ziming urged Ye Qianxue as he put on his shoes.

"Huh? Big sister, aren't you wearing your usual combat uniform?" Ye Qianxue looked at Yan Ziming's outfit in surprise. It was the same outfit she had worn yesterday: black over-the-knee socks, a small blazer, and a plaid skirt.

"Yes, it felt pretty good after wearing it, so I won't change it."

After wearing this outfit yesterday, Yan Ziming fell in love with it completely. It made her feel like she was young again, even though she's not that old now.

Two young girls walked through the bustling streets like butterflies flitting among flowers, attracting the attention of countless passersby.

After walking nearly two kilometers, Yan Ziming saw the outline of the helipad and glanced at his watch. It was 6:59, with less than a minute left.

"We must be the slowest to arrive, right?" Yan Ziming thought to himself.

"Qianxue, time is running out, give it your all." After saying that, Yan Ziming transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew towards the rendezvous point. With a "boom," Yan Ziming landed, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Since it's standard practice for military operations to assemble half an hour in advance, the group, who had been waiting at the assembly point for a long time, were extremely annoyed. Not only did this guy arrive right on time, making them wait so long, but he also dared to make such an arrogant entrance?

Before the dust kicked up by Yan Ziming had even settled, someone in the group spoke up: "Hey, who's this? You're almost late and you're still making such a big fuss. Don't you know everyone's waiting for you?"

When the dust settled, Yan Ziming saw everyone looking at her with surprise. She quickly checked her watch again and realized that she was still five seconds late. At the same time, she noticed that some people were already unhappy with her arriving right on time.

She quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry we're late, I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

As Yan Ziming was saying this, a spatial rift appeared behind her, and a figure that looked exactly like Yan Ziming walked out of it.

"Big sister, why are you bending over?" The person who came was Ye Qianxue.

"Isn't it all because you stayed in bed so long that everyone has been waiting for so long? Don't you have any shame?"

Realizing her mistake, Ye Qianxue quickly bowed and apologized to everyone.

Seeing their sincere apology, and considering they were such beautiful girls, the crowd decided not to pursue the matter further. After all, who would want to mess with two such pretty girls?

"Ahem!" A cough came from the podium; it was Huang Tao. Looking at the assembled crowd, he slowly announced, "Target: Gansu Military Administrative Region. Let's go!"

As soon as the word "Depart" was uttered, a powerful killing intent erupted from the entire assembly point. Many superhumans and soldiers were in high spirits, and Yan Ziming was no exception.

At the same time, the rotors of dozens or even hundreds of rotary-wing helicopters began to spin, producing a deafening roar like thunder.

More than 10,000 well-trained soldiers jogged and boarded the helicopter in unison. The sound of their synchronized running seemed to drown out the helicopter's rotor blades, and a chilling atmosphere filled the surroundings.

In contrast, Yan Ziming's group seemed much more ordinary, with their colorful clothes and mixed-gender outfits, giving the impression that they were going on a picnic rather than a war.

However, the high-ranking officers in the army all knew that these seemingly ordinary people were actually all superhumans. Especially the girl in the school uniform and plaid skirt, whose petite body concealed terrifying strength that was completely inconsistent with her appearance.

The cabin of this helicopter is very large, measuring 33 meters, which is larger than the Chinook helicopter of the U.S. military.

Clearly, the interior of this aircraft has been modified, changing the original layout designed to maximize troop transport efficiency into a layout similar to that of a civilian airliner. Four chairs and one table constitute one unit, with a total of six units of seating, meaning that one aircraft can seat 24 people.

There are more than ten such aircraft outside, and more than two hundred superhumans have participated in the expedition, accounting for a full third of the Jiangning military base!

After boarding the plane, Yan Ziming looked out the window at the large formations taking off one after another and couldn't help but think to himself, "Jiangning Military Base really went all out. They've taken out a third of the ability users. Aren't they afraid of leaving the rear vulnerable?"

Lying back on the comfortable sofa, Yan Ziming stretched with her hands above her head. Her body arched slightly backward, her full breasts seemingly about to burst out of her clothes at any moment. Her languid and charming eyes seemed to contain endless tenderness, and her soft moans were like the melodious chirping of kites and swallows, clear and pleasant to the ear.

This sight stunned the people around them, who stared intently at Yan Ziming. Some of those with less self-control covered their groins to hide their embarrassment.

Realizing what had happened, Yan Ziming blushed and quickly straightened her posture, pretending nothing had occurred.

“My name is Wang Ziwen. May I ask your name? It would be my honor.”

Clearly, Yan Ziming's actions had just brought him trouble.

Yan Ziming glanced at him with disdain. This guy, he started speaking with "this humble one" and "this humble one," did he just learn some words online and start using them right away? This level of skill doesn't even qualify as flirting.

Wang Ziwen, still basking in his own gentlemanly demeanor, was unaware that the beauty he admired had already looked down upon. He continued in that strange tone, "I would like to invite you to lunch, my beauty. Would you do me the honor..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Qianxue, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly, "Can you stop buzzing like a fly? It's really annoying."

Yan Ziming burst out laughing. What a brilliant analogy! He secretly gave Ye Qianxue a thumbs up.

Upon hearing this reply, Wang Ziwen's expression turned somewhat grim. He clenched his fists, and after struggling for a long time, reason finally prevailed over impulse, and he slowly stepped back.

Chapter Twelve: Soul Heaven

Chapter Twelve: Soul Heaven

Seeing Wang Ziwen retreat unwillingly, Yan Ziming made no attempt to hide her disdain. If Wang Ziwen had been a little more assertive, she might have had some appreciation for him, even though he would have been severely belittled. At the same time, Yan Ziming would still have had a good impression of him.

Moreover, Yan Ziming also detected resentment in his eyes, suggesting that this person was not a magnanimous individual and might even cause trouble for her in the future.

However, with my own strength, I can simply meet force with force and deal with whatever comes my way. But if he really does something excessive, then I wouldn't mind using him to establish my authority.

With this thought in mind, a glint of lightning flashed in Yan Ziming's eyes, sharp yet ruthless!

With one less buzzing fly around, Yan Ziming finally had some peace and quiet. He took out his phone, intending to relax a bit before arriving at the Gansu military base.

She clicked on a game—Love Live!

That's right, it's Love Live!. As a seasoned otaku, or rather, a seasoned otaku girl, it's perfectly normal for me to download Love Live! with me wherever I go!

Her fingers moved nimbly across the phone screen, even leaving faint afterimages. You can imagine how fast Yan Ziming's hands were; her thirty years of experience as a single man were no joke.

Incidentally, after Yan Ziming became a girl, her physical age changed directly from her original thirties to 19 years old. In other words, she was only fourteen years old when the apocalypse first arrived.

Yan Ziming, who had been engrossed in tapping on her phone screen, suddenly frowned. At the height of her game, a notification popped up at the top of the screen: "Network connection lost, please reconnect."

"Damn, why did the internet go down at this time?"

Knowing she was being boring, Yan Ziming had no choice but to put down her phone and look at the scenery outside the window, but as soon as she looked, she felt something was wrong.

The sky outside the window had turned dark and gloomy at some point, with pitch-black clouds covering the entire sky and streaks of lightning flashing through them, which was extremely frightening.

"That's strange. Normally, the military would have already determined the flight path before departure. There's no way the military wouldn't notice if there were thunderstorms along the way, right?" Yan Ziming was a little puzzled. She felt that the occurrence of thunderstorms was somewhat abnormal.

Suddenly, Yan Ziming noticed something unusual. She saw what looked like two lights flashing in the clouds, but when she looked closer, she realized that they were actually reflections from a glass window.

"It seems... is it my eyes that are glowing? Qianxue, do you see anything unusual about me right now? Like, are my eyes glowing or something?" Yan Ziming wanted to ask Ye Qianxue if she had noticed any changes in her.

Ye Qianxue looked again and again, and after finding that there was indeed no problem, she said with a very certain tone, "At least in my opinion, there is nothing unusual about my elder sister."

"Am I the only one who can see this?" Yan Ziming wondered if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

Yan Ziming forced himself to calm down, listed out all the possibilities, and finally selected a relatively reliable answer.

"Could it be because I was too close to this thunderstorm that my superpower resonated with it?"

"What's wrong with my sister? She's acting strangely, and she even asked Qianxue a weird question: Are her eyes glowing? Although it's true that my sister's eyes are very beautiful, what's with the glowing?" Ye Qianxue was completely puzzled.

"Big sister, what happened? If so, you can tell Chiyuki."

"No, it's nothing. It's just that the thunderstorm came out too suddenly. Something feels off."

"Something's not right?" Ye Qianxue looked out the window, her face full of questions.

Seeing that Ye Qianxue still hadn't figured it out, Yan Ziming flicked her forehead with his finger. "Don't you think this thunderstorm happened too suddenly? Even if a bolt of lightning struck us, it might cause us considerable damage. The military should have checked the weather conditions in this area before setting off. If the military had known there would be a thunderstorm here, they definitely wouldn't have taken this route."

"Big sister, are you saying... there's something wrong with the weather?"

"Correct!"

. . .

Meanwhile, inside the helicopter where Yan Shan and Huang Tao were, there was a constant stream of busy sounds.

"So, have you figured it out? How did we suddenly end up inside the thunderstorm cloud?"

Huang Tao's face was somewhat grim. With such a major mistake, he, as the commander-in-chief of the Jiangning military base rescue team, was clearly incompetent.

Yan Shan stood to the side, watching the thunderstorm outside the window, his face dark and uncertain, lost in thought.

"Report: The weather forecast bureau's initial report was correct; there should have been no signs of thunderstorms in this area. But... but..."

Seeing his subordinates in such a flustered state, Huang Tao grew somewhat annoyed. "But what? Stop stammering and speak quickly!"

"Yes! According to the weather forecast bureau, this thunderstorm cloud has just formed in less than 30 minutes. It is estimated that it will soon develop into a super typhoon of no less than level 14! Moreover, based on its trajectory, it will reach the Yongliang Military Administrative Region in five days."

Huang Tao was stunned by what he had said. He quickly snatched the report from the reporter's hand and read it carefully.

"What?! Such a huge thunderstorm cloud formed in less than thirty minutes? How is that possible? And it's still expanding."

Seeing that the information written in the report was exactly the same as what the reporter had said, Huang Tao felt extremely incredulous!