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

"I can't remember all the people, but I do remember a few good ones."

"A few are not enough; to control the overall situation, you must know yourself and your enemy."

"I'll send it to you later. Then it's up to you what you plan to do. Remember to let me know what happens next."

"We'll be looking for you again later. Several other old friends will also be coming, so don't miss it."

To stop Odyssey in this Civilization Cup, the United States and China alone cannot handle it; we need to bring in others and make a detailed plan.

In short, preventing Odyssey from achieving a high ranking is a victory for human civilization.

Mandala leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and asked, "Alright, now that we've finished talking about business, let's talk about personal matters. What brings you here?"

"If I told you I came here to fight you, would you believe me?"

Yan Ziming's fingertips suddenly reached towards Mandala's throat, emanating a dangerous aura, but Mandala simply moved her hand away casually.

"It seems you have no will to fight." Yan Ziming sighed, deep disappointment in his eyes.

Is it a lack of fighting spirit... or has it simply been lost?

Yan Zimo leans towards the latter.

Just now, Mandala in front of me was completely defeated on a spiritual level.

Mandala saw all of this, but she just smiled dismissively.

"Instead of wasting my energy competing with you, it's better to focus on what I can do. In the realm of lightning, everyone in the world has zero chance of defeating you, not even a one in ten thousand probability. Including me, it's all a waste of effort. I don't want to become a stepping stone for you to break through to the Void Realm."

"You're already an elemental spirit, yet you still come looking for a fight with me. Do you know that? You're being despicable right now."

"Tch, all they do is play petty tricks."

Yan Ziming patted her shoulder helplessly, making her body tilt. She patted back, taking advantage of Yan Ziming in the process.

Mandala then extended an enticing invitation, "Well, if you really want to fight me, you can come to my bed. I don't mind."

"Go away, go away, still thinking about that? Let me tell you, even in bed, I can make you moan!"

Yan Ziming blushed slightly, slapped away the hand that was placed on her chest, and smoothed out her slightly undulating clothes.

"If there's nothing else, you can go back now. I'll let you know if I have any news."

"it is good."

After chatting briefly with Mandala, it was already close to nightfall. Yan Ziming didn't linger any longer; she had received her answer: Mandala was no longer the same person she used to be.

Everyone is changing.

As Yan Ziming floated at the highest point, admiring the night view of this sky city, a feeling of loneliness welled up within him.

Perhaps it should be described as... aloofness?

Those who could once fight her have now been left behind. Even Ye Qianxue and Mo Xin have fallen far behind her, and Mu Mu... is being caught up with by her at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The gap created by the difference in strength is gradually pushing Yan Ziming to an unprecedented height.

The higher you go... the colder it gets.

"Let's go back."

Yan Zimo really wanted to know—

When she reached the very top, was she the loneliest or the most aloof queen?

47. Andrei's End

Tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the Civilization Cup, so everything needs to be done quickly. That night, Yan Ziming received a notice from Mandala to meet in a secret place.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks and taking off her apron, Yan Ziming invited Mu Mu, "Would you like to come with me?"

"What would I go there for?" Mu Mu rolled her eyes.

"You know I'm not good at these kinds of things. Do you really want me to sit there and have an awkward conversation?"

"Alright, alright, I'll go with you."

Mu Mu reluctantly agreed. When they returned, they could take the opportunity to enjoy some time alone together, so why not?

They were teleported there directly, and when they arrived at the designated location, there were already two people sitting there.

They are Mandala and Andrei, the ninth-rank Russian.

Upon seeing two more people suddenly appear in the conference room, both Mandala and Andrei's pupils contracted, realizing that Mu Mu's strength had reached a considerably high level.

Perhaps, it has already transcended the ethereal realm.

"Yo, good evening."

Yan Ziming greeted Mandala and then politely shook hands with Andrei. After taking their seats, the last person arrived within a few minutes.

Lansenk of the European Union.

Several years have passed, and Yan Ziming has not felt that his aura has improved much. It seems that he is completely trapped in the Qi Evolution Realm.

When Lansenk saw Yan Zimo, his expression was complicated. The fish that he had thought was so insignificant was now standing in front of him like a dragon, making him feel suffocated.

"Now that everyone's here, let's begin..."

After saying that, Mandala took out several documents from the folder he was carrying, and the others also took out similar items and placed them in front of them.

"This is our list of participants. Please exchange and take a look."

After reviewing the participating teams from Russia and the European Union, Yan Ziming couldn't help but show a look of disappointment. Their strongest participants were only at the seventh rank.

These two countries have gradually declined...

On the contrary, when people from the other countries saw Murong Haiyi's name on China's list of participants, their expressions changed, and they immediately showed a bitter smile.

The official list of participants was already short, and both sides finished reading it within minutes.

"What do you want to say?"

"This lineup is not going to be able to stop Odyssey... or achieve the desired results."

Mu Mu spoke frankly.

Although this year's Civilization Cup has a few good candidates, the overall quality has decreased rather than increased compared to the previous edition. It remains to be seen how the Odyssey will fare.

The others had little to deny, after all, it was the truth.

"I think it's necessary for us to reach a consensus today."

"how?"

"The competition rules this year are basically the same as the previous Civilization Cup. In the first round of the free-for-all elimination tournament, our officials will join forces to eliminate the Odyssey participants. In the subsequent round-robin tournament, if our people are in the same group as Odyssey, the weaker ones should remember to give way to their own people, conserve their strength, and cause greater damage to the Odyssey participants."

"can."

The people present all nodded in agreement, agreeing that this was the best solution at the moment. More specific details would have to wait until the list of participants was announced tomorrow.

Moreover, they have no idea what outstanding players the younger generation of Odyssey has.

Let's leave it at that for today. Let's get together again tomorrow.

After talking about a few more things, everyone left, having been seated for no more than half an hour.

Just as Andrei was about to leave, two people blocked his way, making him stop in his tracks as if he had encountered a great threat.

"Are you two planning to attack a 69-year-old man like me?" Andrei was slightly startled and said with a wry smile to Yan Ziming and Mu Mu in front of him.

Yan Ziming stepped forward and said, "No, I just wanted to ask you for some guidance, senior."

"I dare not presume to offer my guidance. Please come over; I would really like to exchange skills with you young people."

Andrei chuckled. He couldn't be happier to fight that man's niece! He also wanted to know just how big the gap was between himself and these rising stars.

A few minutes later.

The community of shared future for mankind detected an extremely large energy fluctuation hundreds of kilometers to the north, almost equivalent to a nuclear explosion. They were so frightened that they quickly sent people to investigate. When they arrived, they found only a lonely figure standing there.

His clothes were tattered and he looked so pitiful that at first glance you would think he was a beggar!

But how can a beggar establish himself on this dangerous land?

This man was none other than Andrei of Russia.

When people from the community of shared future for mankind asked him what he was fighting against, he simply said, "This world no longer belongs to us..."

After saying that, he left, his lonely figure a little heartbreaking to see.

It's as if it accepted something, and as if it gave up something.

"How was it? You won another game. Aren't you happy?"

Yan Ziming and Mu Mu sat facing each other at a small stall, drinking beer and eating skewers, attracting the attention of passersby.

"Ha... I'm happy, but I also feel a little disappointed..."

After taking a sip of beer, Yan Ziming felt only bitterness.

In the battle just now, Andrei took the initiative to go all out, treating the battle as a life-or-death struggle.

Yan Ziming readily agreed and truly spared no effort, instantly adding several layers of buffs to himself. His attack was earth-shattering, and his terrifying aura made Andrei's hair stand on end, forcing him to use all his skills to deal with it.

Although Andrei was also a master, he was still defeated by Yan Ziming's unreasonable and relentless bombardment.