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

It seems that no one expected that the person who signed up for the competition would be such a beautiful woman, with a face like an angel, slender fingers like green onions, and fair skin. Can such a person really cook?

Seeing that the sergeant hadn't moved for a long time, Yan Ziming frowned slightly. "Can't you participate if you're not a member of the military region?"

"Oh, no, yes, of course you can. Please fill out this form."

The sergeant realized what was happening, handed Yan Ziming a simple form, filled it out hastily a few times, and then strode over to the stove to prepare.

"Wow! What a hot girl! Is she from our military region?"

"Obviously not. No one inside the military region would dare to wear civilian clothes. If you want to run yourself to death on the parade ground, you can do that."

At this very moment, Mu Mu had arrived at the entrance of the military region.

She was personally received by the district chief of the military region, after all, he was an eighth-level space-type ability user, and he would receive great respect wherever he went.

"Hello, Comrade Mu Mu." The military district commander saluted Mu Mu.

"Hello," Mu Mu replied indifferently, seeming somewhat absent-minded. "That thing you guys were going to get..."

"Oh, oh, oh, it's all ready, please follow me."

The military district commander quickly led Mu Mu to a more secluded corner of the military district. Halfway there, Mu Mu heard a commotion; with her keen hearing, she easily recognized it as celebratory noise.

"What are they doing over there?" Mu Mu asked.

"Oh, they held a cooking competition to liven things up for those soldiers. Want to go check it out?"

"A cooking competition?" Mu Mu became interested. "Let's go check it out while we're at it."

"This way..."

When Mu Mu and the military district chief arrived at the venue of the cooking competition, the competition had just begun. More than a dozen contestants were eager to try. Among them, there was an extremely beautiful figure who stood out from the crowd and was the first to catch Mu Mu's eye. Time seemed to stand still.

This was the moment the two first met.

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To be continued...

12. Yan Ziming, you are mine!

Mu Mu's gaze settled on the only woman among the twelve contestants.

"Oh, oh la la la...who is she?"

It has to be said that this was the first time Mu Mu had ever felt the emotion of "amazement" from a stranger.

So it turns out there are people in this world who are just as beautiful as me...

The military region commander glanced at Yan Ziming, who was highly regarded by several high-ranking military officials in the region.

"Her name is Yan Ziming. She is a very promising young woman from our Jiangning Military Administrative Region. She has lightning-type superpowers, and in less than three years, she has already reached the sixth level."

Less than three years.

Mu Mu, as if she had heard something outrageous, asked in astonishment, "Less than three years?!"

Even she took more than five years to reach the sixth level, while the other party only took less than three years?

If it were just a normal superpower, that would be one thing, but the other party has lightning superpowers!

Mu Mu knew that improving lightning abilities was no easier than improving spatial abilities.

The former is full of danger, the latter is full of unknowns, and every challenge that follows is traversed through endless blood and fire.

This girl named Yan Ziming, how did she break through to the sixth level in such a short time all by herself?

"Yes, less than three years."

The military district commander was also quite emotional when he talked about this number. He was so shocked when he first learned of this data that he was speechless.

"There's another piece of information that I think you'll find interesting. She has a younger sister named Ye Qianxue. Besides looking just like her, her sister's ability is also spatial, and she's at the fifth level, also in less than three years."

"......"

Mu Mu developed a strong interest in the two sisters.

The 'self-centeredness' that had always resided in Mu Mu's heart finally cracked and shattered after Yan Ziming appeared...

“I want to be a judge, you don’t mind, do you?” she said to the military region commander.

"Huh? Oh, you're a judge for the cooking competition, right? No problem, Xiao Zhang—come here!"

The military district commander called over someone, gave him a few instructions, and then told Mu Mu to go up to the judges' table.

Her appearance caused a riot.

"Huh? That person is... Mu Mu?!" Yan Ziming looked at the silver-haired beauty who suddenly appeared on the judges' panel with surprise.

How could such an important figure appear in the Jiangning Military Administrative Region? Below the ninth rank, Mu Mu is a highly sought-after celebrity.

If possible, Yan Ziming even wanted her to teach her younger sister. After all, the path of spatial abilities is not easy, and every step afterward requires exploration on one's own. Having someone ahead to guide you will make the journey much easier.

But......

Is it really possible for me to persuade such an important person to come?

Yan Zimo frowned and thought to himself with distress.

"Game start!"

With a loud shout, the competition began. Yan Ziming stopped thinking about anything else, because this time the ingredients had to be snatched up.

In the military, competition is an ever-present theme. The ingredients are on a platform a kilometer ahead, and you need to overcome various obstacles to get them back to the stove to cook.

First come, first served; those who are slow will only get scraps. It's cruel and true.

Swah——

Lightning crackled beneath Yan Ziming's feet as he flew out like a bullet, leaping across the 100-meter hurdle track in a single stride, leaving everyone stunned.

Damn, is this guy here to sabotage us?!

Fortunately, the people who organized the cooking competition weren't crazy; they had already considered the possibility of having superhumans among the participants and made preparations in advance.

At the finish line, there are two food sections, one for those with superpowers and the other for ordinary people.

If we don't do this, the ingredients will be snatched up by the superhumans, and the ordinary contestants won't even have a chance to compete.

Of the twelve contestants, six were gifted individuals, while the other five were ordinary people.

However, Yan Ziming's speed far surpassed that of the other five, and she took the lead, with no obstacle able to stop her.

In just about thirty seconds, Yan Ziming returned to the stove, carrying a large pile of ingredients, which she was going to cook to win the competition.

"Hmph, I'll show you what's what!"

Yan Ziming snorted smugly. Since taking Ye Qianxue home, she had made great progress in cooking skills to cater to her sister's tastes. Instead of using ordinary flames for cooking, she used lightning!

This is her most familiar territory; her control over the 'heat' is unmatched by anyone present.

The control of heat is a major standard for determining whether a dish is delicious or not, and Yan Ziming already has a significant advantage in this regard.

Yan Ziming casually grabbed a thin string and tied her hair into a single ponytail. She then got into position and skillfully chopped the ingredients and placed them aside. Meanwhile, the other contestants had just returned to the stove.

"Wow! Yan Ziming is already a big step ahead of the other contestants from the very beginning!"

The commentator excitedly recounted how Yan Ziming unleashed a series of dazzling advanced techniques, wielding lightning with unparalleled skill. She turned a cooking competition into a spectacular display of artistry.

Soon, Yan Ziming's first dish was ready and served to the judges, with each of the five judges receiving a small plate.

"tasty!"

"This texture... the control over the cooking time is at its peak!"

"I've never eaten anything so delicious... Looks like those guys in the mess hall are going to get what's coming to them. They've been looking down on us all this time. This time, we'll teach them a lesson they won't forget!"

The judges unanimously praised it, saying that the taste was truly exceptional. Those who were used to the food served in the mess hall knew that there was no comparison between the two.

Mu Mu's eyes also lit up, and she quickly finished the rest of the food in the bowl, leaving a lingering fragrance on her lips and teeth.

"Very good cooking...much better than the Michelin three-star chef I hired..."

After wiping the grease from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, Mu Mu looked at Yan Ziming with even greater admiration.

As his pupils peeked out, a peculiar emotion seemed to be brewing within them.

Yan Ziming worked incredibly fast. After finishing the first dish, he started making the second one. He continued until he had used up all the ingredients. Including the first dish, he made a total of four dishes. Each one was praised by the judges. They wondered if the judges would be able to eat the food prepared by the kitchen staff tomorrow after tasting such delicious food.

Soon, it was time to announce the rankings.

"The champion of this culinary competition is—Yan Ziming!"

"Hehe~~" Having won the championship as he wished, Yan Ziming gave a "Yeah" sign to everyone below the stage, his face beaming with a joyful smile.

Dokiu~~

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

What could be more captivating than a beautiful woman, with a touch of everyday life, like a wife preparing a meal and waiting for her husband to return home?

Stimulated by this scene, Mu Mu, who had not felt family love for a long time, began to yearn for such love.

When I woke up in the morning, a beautiful woman in front of me, wearing a nude apron (?), prepared breakfast for me and then gave me a sweet good morning kiss.

Or perhaps, when she returns home after a busy day in the evening, Yan Ziming has already prepared a sumptuous meal and asks her, "Would you like to take a shower first, or eat first, or... eat me?"