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

As if by unspoken agreement, the other ninth-level beings also got up and left, each with their own plans and schemes.

Who will have the last laugh?

"You're really something else, why did you suddenly decide to participate in a competition?"

In a secluded spot, Yan Ziming pinched Si Mo's cheek in annoyance. The latter, swallowing her food, replied indistinctly, "We can do whatever we want, what's it to you?"

"..." Yan Ziming was immediately filled with anger, and said with a stern smile:

"You promised to be my protector, but now it looks like I'm the one protecting you!"

"Shut up! Does the great Silk Foam need your protection? Don't get too cocky!"

"You guy!"

Yan Ziming pinched Si Mo's cheeks harder and harder, kneading them like dough.

..........

"Get me all their information in half an hour! Especially hers!"

In a conference room, a person who appeared to be a leader pointed to the pictures of people on the projector. The picture of Si Mo was enlarged to the maximum size, which showed how important she was.

The situation was similar elsewhere, with all parties conducting rigorous analyses of members from other countries, especially Si Mo, whom they all showed great interest in.

There was also a strong sense of apprehension, and even a sense of threat.

It's hard to imagine just how superior Yan Ziming's bloodline is. If conditions allowed, everyone would want to obtain some gene fragments from them in order to unlock the mysteries of this area.

Of course, if we could recruit Si Mo to our side, and then after that, wouldn't everything fall into place naturally?

An undercurrent flowing beneath the surface is about to reach the heart of the shared future of humanity...

54. The threat posed by an abundance of talent

When Yan Ziming returned to his residence with Si Mo, it was already past nine o'clock at night, but Yan Ziming looked left and right but could not find Ye Qianxue anywhere.

Where is Qianxue?

"He said he was going out to practice his skills," Mu Mu replied.

"Practice? Didn't I tell her to relax for a while? Being impatient isn't a good thing. Why didn't you stop her?"

"I can't stop her from going out. Don't worry, Xiaoze is with her and will probably be back tonight."

Yan Ziming pouted in dissatisfaction, casually tossed Si Mo onto the sofa, and then sat down.

Mu Mu climbed over at the opportune moment, pinning Yan Ziming down and showering her with an incredibly sensual kiss, clinging to her like glue.

Yan Ziming had no choice but to accept this.

She felt that ever since Mu Mu found out she was pregnant, he had become even more clingy to her, and would climb on top of her from time to time to take advantage of her.

The red lips trailed down Yan Ziming's cheek, gradually moving to his neck, tinging the air with a hint of peach pink. Even Yan Ziming's skin was gradually enveloped in a captivating rose color.

Yan Ziming blushed and pushed her away: "What are you doing now! Tian Tian and the others are still inside!"

"Yeah, we're still here. Are you really just going to pretend we don't exist?"

Si Mo, who was standing to the side, watched the two of them having a steamy scene from earlier with no interest. After being glared at fiercely by Yan Zi Mo, she wisely shut her mouth.

"It's just a kiss for my little Momo, what's wrong with that?"

"Then let's not pick now!"

Yan Ziming glared at her irritably, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Have you all eaten?"

Mu Mu had no choice but to get up, rub her empty stomach, and say, "No, I'm just waiting for you to come back and do it."

"What to eat?"

"Cowboy bone!" Si Mo shouted.

"I didn't ask you!"

"Just make something simple, we're all starving."

Yan Ziming put on an apron, tied her hair into a single ponytail, and in just over ten minutes prepared a large table full of dishes. Then she called out Xiao Qi, Yuan Yuan, and the others from inside the room.

"Wow! Master Mo's own cooking!"

Every day, he excitedly ran to the dining table, and after smelling the aroma, he felt energized and boasted, "I think I can take on ten of them!"

"Alright, you can't beat any of them." Yan Ziming flicked her forehead, and Xiao Qi and Yuan Yuan also came over after hearing the news.

"Sister Zimo, your cooking skills have improved again."

After tasting it, Yuanyuan and Xiaoqi gave it the same evaluation.

"With several freeloaders at home who wait for me to cook for them every day, how can I not improve?"

"I'm back!"

Ye Qianxue returned with Xiao Ze at this moment. Smelling the aroma of food on the table, she rushed over, her face clearly saying "eating for free".

Afterwards, Mo Xin and Liu Mengxian also came out of the room. The two, who were nominally mother and daughter, seemed to have had a long talk in the room. Yan Ziming didn't know, but she knew that the food she had prepared might not be enough.

Let's make a few more.

Touched by the atmosphere, Yan Ziming smiled gently, a smile so sweet and warm...

...........

The next day arrived as expected.

This year's Civilization Cup did not have a doubles competition, only the traditional singles competition, so the schedule was very fast. The round-robin tournament started on the second day.

Prior to this, the efforts of various human nations to eliminate the Odyssey contestants had fallen far short of expectations, hampered by too many uncontrollable factors, and had only achieved a small fraction of the target.

Therefore, today's round-robin tournament will depend on the tacit cooperation between the various teams.

—The Odyssey's people use all their skills to injure the enemy, creating opportunities for those behind them. If they encounter a stronger ally, they voluntarily forfeit, preserving the strength of both sides to prepare for the next round.

However, if they encounter each other, they should still fight symbolically. Otherwise, they would just give up every time they meet. Once or twice is fine, but if it happens repeatedly, it will bring shame to all countries.

This was a strategy we discussed the night before last. How effective will it be today?

"Hey everyone, good morning!"

Yan Ziming greeted the ninth-ranked members who were already on the stage with a smile; as always, she was the last to arrive.

The other ninth-tier players nodded slightly to Yan Ziming, but Manchaluo only greeted her with a "Good morning" before sitting down to watch the match together.

It wasn't as fun as I imagined...

Yan Ziming watched this scene speechlessly, and the joy of sitting in such a position for the first time in his life vanished in an instant.

"Looking forward to today's results."

Mandala suddenly said this, and several people, including Yan Ziming, nodded slightly, but Su Yuchen remained unmoved.

At this point, how could he not understand that these guys had secretly made a deal all along? Odyssey was being targeted.

We can only hope that our young people will live up to expectations.

He couldn't interfere with what happened off the field, so he could only fight his way out, just like when the dimensional agreement was established a few years ago.

But will things really go as they wish?

Yan Ziming could assert: "Impossible."

Looking at the monstrous little girl who was drawn in the first round, Yan Ziming thought to himself.

In the round-robin tournament with four people in a group, Si Mo won easily, or rather, she didn't even have a chance to play before her opponent conceded defeat.

They had absolutely no chance of winning against an 'eighth-tier' expert.

As the ninth-tier players had predicted, the subsequent matches employed a joint confrontation tactic against Odyssey, which proved quite effective, though some minor issues arose, all of which were expected.

After that, it was Murong Haiyi's turn to fight.

His group was quite formidable, with two members at the seventh rank. Of course, with his strength, it wouldn't be difficult for him to stand out.

In the first match, his opponent immediately unleashed his domain to defend with all his might, but Murong Haiyi only needed to swing his sword once, and his opponent coughed up blood and flew backward.

Defeated in one blow.

Then came the second match, where he again lost a seventh-tier opponent with just one sword strike.

This strength terrified everyone.

At the same time, it has intensified the fear in the hearts of some people.

Can't the Chinese people really do something about this? Why are so many outstanding young people only appearing in China?

Yan Ziming, Si Mo, Ye Qianxue, Murong Haiyi... one after another, their growth was too fast, too fast to be acceptable.

Every day after that, Tian Tian easily defeated her opponents without any effort, advancing with unstoppable momentum. Chen Ai, who was noticed by Yan Ziming yesterday, also advanced successfully with outstanding results.

In the shadows, the oppressive atmosphere grew heavier and heavier, to the point that everyone's breathing became unsteady.

It has been speculated that Mu Mu, Mo Sheng, and Li Haoyi are one generation, and China's influence will continue to increase after they rise. Then Yan Ziming, Ye Qianxue, and Murong Haiyi are another generation. When they rise, China's strength will be unprecedented!

Now, there's another generation: Si Mo, Chen Ai, and Tian Tian!

It can't go on like this!