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

That person was a complete novice, just an ordinary civilian who hadn't received any professional training. Such a person would have a high chance of dying on the battlefield, so the military wasn't in a hurry. They estimated that after a while, that person would be able to officially join the front line against the insectoid beasts.

...........

Da da da da da da da da da da da......

A helicopter landed in the military area, and two people in military uniforms got out, a man and a woman.

The man was probably in his sixties, and the woman was around twenty years old. They were both very pretty and attracted the attention of many new recruits.

They were about to meet an extremely important person, so they had been on tenterhooks ever since.

Halfway there, the man said to the girl, "Panda, do you remember what I told you before?"

Panda was just a code name for the girl; her real name is unknown.

"I remember... It's not like I'm meeting the US president, why be so cautious? Besides, it's not like I don't know him..."

The girl muttered, and the man was both amused and exasperated, "But the person we're meeting later is just as important as the US president!"

My term of office to protect this girl has come to an end, and I will now hand over full authority to that being.

"It's just ahead."

They rode in military trucks through the thick city walls and drove some distance further before finally spotting a person in a pile of ruins ahead.

This was also a girl who looked to be in her prime, her stunning beauty like a flower blooming in the wilderness.

However, the imposing aura emanating from her made the two of them feel as if a mountain was about to collapse.

Before her floated a translucent blue-purple wall, so beautiful it almost made one succumb, yet this wall was also like an insurmountable chasm, an insurmountable barrier that made one's soul tremble.

"Hmm? The military? It's been two months, are they finally going to make a move?"

Yan Ziming turned around, looked at the military truck approaching from afar, and waved his hand to disperse the elemental wall.

Yan Ziming, who had been enjoying life at home and practicing his Elemental Wall technique in his spare time, received a report from the military and became more motivated.

Soon, the truck pulled up in front of Yan Ziming, and two people got out.

"Huh? Xintong?" When Yan Ziming's gaze fixed on the woman, his expression gradually became more interesting. "Could it be that the newly emerged mysterious ability user is you?!"

The person who appeared before Yan Ziming was someone she knew very well—a woman of unparalleled beauty, as delicate as a peony, whose temperament remained unchanged even after several years of separation.

"Zi Mo..."

Wen Xintong stood on tiptoe, as if she would impulsively pounce on him at any moment, but then she remembered something and timidly didn't dare to move.

35. Wen Xintong's experience

"Huh? Hmm?"

The person responsible for protecting Wen Xintong was immediately stunned. So she knew the Thunderstorm Knight?

At first, he thought Wen Xintong was just a pretty face with no connections, no fighting ability, and a bit of a slow learner.

"You are......"

Yan Ziming looked at the man, who immediately saluted him respectfully, "Reporting to the Marshal, this is Zhou Chuan, a major in the accompanying personnel. Please give your instructions!"

"Oh, Major Zhou, is there anything else to report?"

"Gone."

"Okay, go do something else."

"Yes!"

Major Zhou Chuan turned around, got into the military truck, and drove back. Soon, he was just a small dot in the distance.

During the journey, his heart was pounding, and his hands on the steering wheel were trembling slightly, caused by unparalleled excitement.

Being able to speak face-to-face with the Thunderstorm Knight almost fulfilled his lifelong wish. Moreover, Yan Ziming was a goddess-like figure in the eyes of all Chinese people, and both men and women were deeply captivated by her charm.

"Phew... Just how powerful is Her Majesty the Thunderstorm Knight? Seeing her just now gave me the feeling of seeing the old marshal..."

He was an eighth-level ability user who had the opportunity to speak with the old marshal before, and his experience was different from meeting Yan Ziming this time.

Yan Ziming's behavior just now seemed casual, but every move he made had the demeanor of a supreme expert, yet he did not bring too much pressure.

"Tsk tsk, if I could marry her... never mind, I don't even know if I'd have that kind of luck if I saved the world ten times."

Zhou Chuan shook his head, dismissing this unrealistic idea from his mind and giving up on it completely.

Moreover, he had occasionally heard rumors that this famous Thunderstorm Knight was actually a womanizer...

...........

"Are you really Xintong?"

Yan Ziming took a few steps forward and circled around Wen Xintong. Wen Xintong froze, not daring to move.

"Um... Senior Zimo... if you look at me like that..."

"Hmm...it really is you."

After several confirmations, Yan Ziming finally realized that she was indeed the dazed girl from before.

I hadn't seen Xintong since I returned from the peak of Tibet Province. She had already moved away and the place was deserted.

At the time, Yan Ziming thought that she had let go of her feelings for him and chosen to leave on her own, so Yan Ziming did not use his connections to find her and treated his encounter with this girl as an old story.

Is it fate that we meet again now?

Wen Xintong's cheeks puffed out slightly. "Hmm—Senior Zimo, does this mean you don't miss me at all?"

"..."

Yan Ziming was supposed to answer "yes," but it was just a thought between friends. However, fearing that Wen Xintong might misunderstand, he didn't answer that way and used another method instead.

"Well, it feels the same way I did when my pet got lost."

Ah this.

Upon hearing this, Wen Xintong's face was full of resentment, "Senior Zimo, have you always treated me like your pet?"

"No, that's just how I describe it."

"Well, if it's Senior Zimo..."

"Uh cough cough! Stop, stop."

Yan Ziming stopped her before she could say anything worse.

How could the other person have given up on their feelings for her? On the contrary, things have changed, and they're developing in a direction even stranger than Ye Qianxue's.

Although keeping such a beautiful woman as a pet would be nice, Yan Ziming felt a little tempted, but reason prevailed in the end, and she would not do such a crazy thing.

Besides, she already had a humanoid pet at home.

#Xiaoze: "Meow meow meow?"#

If he didn't want to talk about personal matters, then Yan Ziming would talk about business. "You're the mysterious ability user who was sent here to help locate the mother insect?"

"Huh? Oh, oh...it seems like I'm supposed to do this..."

Wen Xintong's somewhat dizzy answer made Yan Ziming want to facepalm.

As expected, it's still the same old story. Yan Ziming can't let her wander around freely in her current state; she needs someone to protect her at all times.

However, to everyone's surprise, the girl who had difficulty finding a job back then has transformed into a highly sought-after mysterious superhuman in China. The difference between her past and present makes Yan Ziming sigh with emotion.

Her skills alone are enough for her to live a comfortable life for the rest of her days.

"Let's go then."

Wen Xintong put on a pitiful expression, "Are we going to work already?"

"Otherwise what?" Yan Ziming rolled her eyes. So she wanted to freeload?

"I just got out of training camp not long ago, and I wanted to stay a little longer... The people in there were so fierce! Now I'm finally out..."

Wen Xintong tapped her index fingers back and forth, her eyes darting around.

For a truly vulnerable woman like her, that time in the training camp was nothing short of hell.

The instructors inside were constantly yelling at her, saying things like she wouldn't be allowed to eat or sleep if she didn't complete the training. She was determined never to go back.

Yan Ziming looked Wen Xintong up and down. Her skin was still supple, her palms were not calloused, and she was not listless. She still looked delicate and gentle. Did she really learn anything from there?

After expressing this thought, Wen Xintong scratched her cheek shyly, "Hehehe... when I came out, the instructor gave me a D-..."

"There's nothing to be proud of!"

Yan Ziming slumped his hands in silence, feeling sorry for the instructor.

Given that Wen Xintong is a mysterious ability user whose value cannot be measured in numbers, he probably can't treat her like he treats those greenhorn recruits. He might even have to treat her like a god of wealth.

I guess he only gave it a D- rating because he had no other choice at the end.

"Let's set off now, no discussion!" Yan Ziming said coldly.

.............

Nest number thirty-eight.

This is an insect nest number marked by the Chinese government. Ranked in order of discovery, this is the thirty-eighth one to be discovered.