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

This spot definitely belongs to the third brother next door.

In fact, most Chinese people go there because they want to experience the unique local customs and culture, or because they need to go for work. Everyone who has been there has a deep impression after returning, or they simply can't come back.

Although Yan Ziming had never been to his neighbor's territory, he naturally had no experience of the local customs and culture.

She's experiencing it in a different way now.

She was just wearing a small pair of sunglasses when she walked through the refugee area. When many people saw her, this great beauty with a great figure, great temperament, and a beautiful face, their eyes seemed to light up with a green light, and they stared at her like wild wolves.

That gaze was extremely aggressive, containing naked desire, which made Yan Ziming's brows furrow tightly.

Although she was still weak and unknown before, and people looked at her like that when she walked on the streets of China, they mostly just fantasized about it and didn't dare to actually do it.

Yan Ziming had no doubt that almost all of these refugees harbored the intention to commit crimes against her, and they would act whenever they had the chance.

No, they have already taken action.

Yan Ziming keenly noticed that no fewer than ten timid-looking guys were already following behind her.

These refugees are not Chinese; they are from third-world countries, or to put it bluntly, people from tiny nations. In this apocalypse, they are far worse off than the five permanent members of the UN Security Council. Even getting electricity is a problem. Apart from some high-ranking officials, ordinary people have basically reverted to a primitive society. They have no idea what is happening in the outside world and are just struggling desperately.

Under these circumstances, they were naturally not as familiar with Yan Zimo as the Chinese.

If they knew they were following a ninth-level expert, they would probably be scared out of their wits on the spot.

"It seems that General Ye and District Chief Wang weren't just complaining... These guys are all bad."

Yan Ziming cursed under his breath.

I bet they would have dared to take action right there in the street if this happened abroad, right? It's just that things are more strictly regulated in China, so they don't dare to do that.

"Let's go check out where the Chinese live!"

The local customs and people made her very uncomfortable, so Yan Ziming simply lost the will to stay any longer. After secretly teaching those who were following her a small lesson, she arrived at Haitan District in no time.

"Huh? There are foreigners here."

When she first came here, she didn't pay much attention, but now that she looks around, Yan Ziming realizes that not everyone here is Chinese.

These foreigners are Asians, and although their faces are similar, there are subtle differences, making them relatively easy to recognize. Some of them are of fair skin, and they get along quite well with the local Chinese residents.

Yan Ziming casually grabbed a passerby and asked, "Hey, can I ask you something? Don't you guys not allow foreigners to come and go here?"

The person who was being pulled was startled when he realized that the person who had pulled him was a great beauty, and immediately became much more attentive.

"That's right. We only don't welcome those with low levels of education. They can't communicate and have a long history of bad behavior, just like the Middle Eastern refugees that European countries used to accept. Who would welcome that? But we do welcome people with high levels of education who can communicate."

"Oh...I see...It's alright, thank you."

Yan Ziming had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

The organizations of some small countries are undoubtedly chaotic, but some countries that still have some capabilities before the apocalypse have a higher level of public education and are at least not capable of cheating, swindling, looting, or vandalism.

Most importantly, they speak some mainstream international languages, which are understandable to a small number of Chinese people.

With channels for communication and exchange available, the number of points of conflict naturally decreases.

If nothing unexpected happens, these should all be people from East Asian monster countries, including Japan, South Korea, and some from European countries.

Yan Ziming strolled around for a while longer before heading back. She had gained some understanding of Haitan City, and returning would allow her to better fulfill Ye Sheng and the others' requests to her.

"I've learned something new... No wonder those Western countries hate accepting refugees so much, there's a reason for it."

"Well, it's all the bitter fruit they sowed themselves."

Afterwards, Yan Ziming spent some time visiting several other cities in southern Guangdong. After roughly outlining the area, he arrived in Huahai City.

This is the forefront of the coastal battlefront, a bridgehead, where the three pillars of the nation are basically stationed.

dong dong dong-

Yan Ziming knocked on the door. "Are the seniors in?"

"Oh, it's Zimo. Come in."

Qin Tianhai's voice came from inside. Yan Ziming went in, and only Qin Tianhai was inside. Huang Tao and Xue Yunling were nowhere to be seen.

Qin Tianhai was sipping tea when he poured Yan Ziming a cup and asked, "How's it going? Have you finished your tour?"

"I've reviewed it. This is the scope of my plan. If there are no problems, I can get everything done tonight."

Yan Ziming handed over a stack of blueprints.

"Don't be in such a hurry. It's a rare trip to Guangdong, why not stay a few more days? You might even be able to help out."

"Haha, no need for that. There are still a few idle people at home waiting for me to come back."

"you have not answer my question yet."

Qin Tianhai put down his teacup and looked at Yan Ziming with a meaningful gaze.

"Uh?"

"I'm asking... how was your visit?"

"Oh... this..." Yan Ziming understood that the other party was asking about Haitan City. Since Qin Tianhai had taken the initiative to ask, Yan Ziming went along with it and said, "Then I'll be frank and get straight to the point."

After taking a sip of tea, Yan Ziming exhaled, "The experience was terrible."

Yan Ziming had no desire to go to that kind of place again; it was unbearably uncomfortable.

"Haha, I knew it."

Qin Tianhai was already familiar with the situation in the special zone, and Yan Ziming couldn't help but complain:

"I don't quite understand, Senior Tianhai. Although China is short of people, we can't just take in anyone. That would be asking for trouble. I've taken a look at those refugees... the people in the special zone are no different from bandits. They can't even understand the language. What contribution can such people make to China?"

"You're being a bit one-sided in your thinking, but what you said isn't wrong either,"

Qin Tianhai neither agreed nor denied, explaining:

"Of course we don't expect these refugees to integrate into our country. They are already old and their thinking is completely rigid. They can't learn our laws, culture, or language. What we really need is their next generation. The next generation's thinking can be assimilated and they can learn Chinese. That's when we can achieve great integration. As for these refugees now... the times are always eliminating old and unambitious people and things. Time will smooth everything over."

The words were harsh, but in reality, Yan Ziming had no way to refute them.

"Besides, haven't we started thinking of countermeasures? The main purpose of opening up new administrative districts is for them."

dong dong dong-

Halfway through the conversation, someone else arrived.

Qin Tianhai sat up slightly and said, "We're getting down to business. You should listen to it."

As soon as the door opened, several people in suits and ties and several people in military uniforms walked in.

Yan Ziming clearly sensed that they had ill intentions.

109. Disputes over interests

The group that entered consisted of several people whose appearance was distinctly different from that of Chinese people. Some were dressed in suits and ties, while others were in military uniforms. However, it was clear from their intentions that this was not a good thing.

Moreover, they only knocked on the door and entered without asking for permission.

Yan Ziming was very disgusted.

"Uh?"

When they saw that the people sitting inside were actually Qin Tianhai and Yan Ziming, the confident expressions on their faces froze.

"What's going on? Isn't it Mr. Chen who wants to talk?" one of the men growled at the person next to him.

The original plan was for the Chief Executive of the Southern Guangdong Military Administrative Region to talk with them, but the other party suddenly changed to two ninth-level beings!

The pressure exerted when facing an ordinary person is not even in the same league as when facing a ninth-level expert.

"Old Chen went to Beian on business, so I'll be in his place."

Qin Tianhai chuckled, and the group had no choice but to sit down. The room was small, so Yan Ziming and Qin Tianhai sat on one side, and the others had to squeeze to the other side.

Yan Ziming was speechless. It seemed that he had been used as a pawn by Qin Tianhai this time.

He knew perfectly well that these guys would come here, and her arrival just happened to put pressure on them.

I roughly counted eight people in total. Two of them were translators, and the remaining six basically represented the national governments behind them.

After they were seated, Qin Tianhai didn't immediately start a conversation, but instead left them there to wait.

The group fidgeted nervously, occasionally whispering among themselves. Judging from the languages ​​they spoke, Yan Ziming roughly knew which countries they came from.

She has already identified some of them as Japanese and Korean, and two other languages ​​she doesn't understand.

After a short while, as if they had all reached an agreement, one of them said, "Your Excellencies, let's begin."

He spoke broken Chinese, but it was understandable. Yan Ziming and Qin Tianhai nodded, and he continued.

"I heard you're planning to establish a new military administrative zone?"

Qin Tianhai affirmed, "That's right, Zi Mo will be in charge of the specific matters."

Yan Ziming glanced at him with slight surprise, but didn't show much astonishment. After all, he was just a henchman, and would be a figurehead commander in the end.

The group looked at Yan Ziming with eager eyes, confirming that they had all come for this very reason.

"We'd like to ask if there will be any slots available for us in this establishment of a military administrative zone?"

Yan Ziming asked calmly, "What exactly do you mean by 'your quota'?"