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

"You...you're ethereal?"

"Yes, thanks to that kid Murong Haiyi, he put a lot of pressure on me."

Yan Ziming still feels deeply moved when he recalls that great battle.

Murong Haiyi was a formidable opponent for her. She had never underestimated him. If she relaxed even slightly, he might catch up with her once she had managed to create some distance.

"He's quite a prodigy, but he still can't compare to you, Zimo."

"Hmph~ That's a given!" Yan Ziming accepted all the praise without hesitation, proudly raising his head.

Mo Sheng pressed her advantage, gently persuading, "You really surprised a lot of people at the previous meeting. Everyone was impressed by your courage, including me. At least I didn't dare to come up with such a crazy idea back then."

"Hehehe, you flatter me." Yan Ziming scratched her cheek shyly, her pretty face slightly red.

However, her toes, encased in black stockings, were repeatedly curling and opening, the black-stockinged soles rubbing against each other, which was not only extremely alluring but also made Mo Sheng chuckle.

This girl's thoughts are really easy to guess.

Mo Sheng revealed his true colors, "This boldness, courage, and strength are comparable to Senior Yan Shan. So, I'll extend another invitation to you: are you willing to inherit Senior Yan Shan's mantle?"

"No, I decided on this a long time ago."

Yan Ziming gently shook his head, and Mo Sheng also showed an expression of 'I knew it,' but couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

However, Yan Ziming's eyes then became unfocused, as if he had seen something, and he slowly said:

"Because...we are all essentially pursuing the same goal, even if the methods are different, the final result is the same."

Mo Sheng saw this ultimate goal in her eyes, a beautiful vision that everyone was striving for.

—A peaceful and prosperous era.

"A peaceful and prosperous era is not far off..."

"Even if we can't completely eradicate all mutated species in the world, as long as we have an overwhelming advantage in the comparison of strength with mutated species, it is very possible to achieve a peaceful and prosperous world. Our generation is fully capable of doing it!"

A warm breeze blew in through the window, stirring the girl's skirt, as if to reveal the view beneath it.

Spring...has arrived.

"Yes, they're here."

Yan Ziming and Mo Sheng exchanged a smile, both seeing a strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"I have a suggestion, Zimo, would you like to hear it?"

"I'm listening~"

"Now that our national strength is at its peak, I think it's time for China to have a few more military administrative districts..."

Mo Sheng extended her hand to her, "Would you be willing to help?"

Yan Ziming placed her small hand in Mo Sheng's palm and said, word by word, "I will do anything."

"it is good."

Mo Sheng excitedly grasped her hand and outlined a plan: "Our first target is Jiangning."

102. Mu Mu's Suppression Movement

The ninth level, located at the very top of the pyramid, is a position that only the most outstanding individuals can attain, a position that can fundamentally change a person's life.

Yan Zimo's home

Just as Yan Ziming went out to talk to Mo Sheng, Ye Qianxue was also restless at home and started making a lot of noise.

She was at an unprecedented level of ego.

"Hmph! Qianxue is finally no longer the worst student in this family!"

"My dear disciple, come here and give me a shoulder massage~"

"Come on, you're here."

Mu Mu's soft call brought her back to her true form, and she scurried off to Mu Mu, much to the dismay of Xiao Ze Miao, who was dozing off at the table.

? !

Ye Qianxue suddenly snapped to attention, froze on the spot, and looked on incredulously.

How could this be?! Has the enemy already trained Qianxue's mind and even body to such an extent?!

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up!" Mu Mu called out again, and Ye Qianxue, who was in a daze, subconsciously took a step forward.

As she regained consciousness, she realized what was happening after taking only half a step. Her white-stockinged feet slid a short distance on the smooth floor before she stood still.

Oh, so lo si.

"My good disciple?" Mu Mu peeked out from behind the sofa and saw Ye Qianxue standing there motionless, ignoring her orders.

Roar?

Is servility... about to be broken free?

Mu Mu picked up a grape with great interest and popped it into her mouth in a rather lewd manner, looking on with amusement.

Ye Qianxue clenched her hands tightly, her head bowed, making it impossible to see her expression. A choked, indistinct voice escaped her throat: "Master Sister..."

"Hmm?" Mu Mu Nuo responded with pleasure.

Hearing this tone, Ye Qianxue felt a surge of grievance.

She's already at the ninth level; she should be able to subdue people with her power. What kind of person is she to keep acting like a doormat like before? It's time to raise the banner of rebellion!

After a long silence, Ye Qianxue made her declaration.

"Qianxue...Qianxue is no longer Master Sister's velvet ball."

"Oh."

"So could you please stop ordering me around like this... huh?"

Eh?

The answer was so straightforward that Ye Qianxue was dumbfounded and didn't know how to continue the conversation.

"Are you done talking? If you are, hurry up and come over here to give me a back massage and a shoulder rub."

Seeing Ye Qianxue's mouth open but unable to speak, Mu Mu smiled mischievously in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, as if he were talking about the most natural thing.

"oh oh...."

With just one sentence, Ye Qianxue was brought back to her original form.

Mu Mu lay on the sofa, loosening her robe to reveal her alluring body. Ye Qianxue silently approached the sofa and obediently stepped onto Mu Mu's back.

"Hmm...yes, that's it..."

The girl's soft, silk-stockinged feet were in intimate contact with the skin of his back, completely exposed. Even through this contact, Mu Mu could feel the immense power hidden beneath the girl's soft silk feet. Mu Mu felt as if he were in paradise at this moment.

"Hmm..." Ye Qianxue whimpered softly, barely audible, and spread her arms to maintain her balance as she carefully helped Mu Mu step on every corner.

Gradually, the room began to warm up. The white silk stockings wrapped around her feet and her smooth bare back continuously transferred their warmth to each other. The soles of her feet gradually became a little damp, causing the white silk stockings to cling tightly to the surface of her beautiful feet, slightly revealing her slightly curled, glistening toes and a hint of hazy flesh color beneath the stockings.

Ye Qianxue felt as if she was stirring a pool of warm water with each step she took, while Mu Mu felt as if a pair of soft, warm jelly was massaging her back. It was extremely pleasant, and she wished she could hold those two pure white, ice cream-like feet in her hands and cherish them with all her heart.

Feeling that things were about to get out of control, and that the plan would be impossible to carry out if things continued like this, Mu Mu said:

"Okay, get down, and massage me with your hands."

"..."

Ye Qianxue sat on Mu Mu's back, pressing her small hands against it, creating a different kind of experience.

Time passed quietly, and gradually, a few warm, damp drops appeared on my back.

Mu Mu opened her eyes helplessly, rested her head on her arm, looked straight ahead, and said softly, "Silly girl, why are you crying?"

"..."

Ye Qianxue stopped what she was doing.

"Don't stop moving, keep going."

"No."

"Say it again?"

"do not want!"

Despite Ye Qianxue's stubborn objection, Mu Mu returned to the initial question: "Why are you crying?"

"...Master, you clearly know very well." Ye Qianxue said, her voice choked with emotion.

Am I really so hopeless?

"What do I know? I can't understand unless you tell me." Mu Mu continued to press, her attitude becoming increasingly indifferent.

Snapped!

Ye Qianxue angrily slapped Mu Mu hard on the back, causing Mu Mu to open his eyes again, which he had just closed. Resisting the urge to press the little rascal on his back and slap him repeatedly, he said:

"You have to say what you want to say yourself."

"Anyway, I already said it..."