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

"The Milky Way, it's the Milky Way!"

With her signature silver hair and stunningly beautiful face, she was none other than Mu Mu, hailed as the unparalleled genius of China and possessing spatial abilities. Her fame was no less than that of several ninth-tier powerhouses, and the vast majority of Chinese people recognized her.

"You all know what I'm about to say, right?" Qin Di spread his hands, revealing his identity.

"Yes, I know him. He's General Qin's only son. And who is this gentleman?"

Yan Ziming readily removed her sunglasses, revealing her stunningly beautiful face, and awaited their reply.

"Excuse me, miss, please clarify your identity." The soldiers frowned, not understanding why Yan Ziming had only taken off her sunglasses, though she was quite pretty.

嘎?

How am I supposed to handle this?!

"Pfft, haha—" Mu Mu laughed so hard she couldn't stop, making Yan Ziming even more embarrassed.

"I am Yan Ziming, a seventh-level ability user. We are here to assist you in repelling the invaders." Yan Ziming's eyelids twitched, and he was in a very bad mood.

However, his mood didn't matter; what mattered most was Jiang Lan's condition and her safety.

"Oh! I remember now, it's that one on TV!"

When the soldiers finally remembered, Yan Ziming's expression improved somewhat.

"Please tell us about the current situation."

"We've kept all the enemy's armed forces at bay, but their superhuman troops have broken in. Please go and provide support; leave this to us."

Yan Ziming nodded, her slender feet surrounded by lightning, and with a sudden push off the ground, she disappeared from the spot with lightning speed.

Mu Mu glanced at the two armed forces locked in fierce combat, snapped his fingers, and the space over a hundred meters wide instantly froze. Whether it was bullets or personnel, everyone was frozen in place, unable to move an inch.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort from Mu Mu, the space shattered, and all the armed personnel covered by it were killed, leaving not a trace.

The enemy's key firing point was wiped out with a snap of Mu Mu's fingers, leaving their own personnel dumbfounded.

That's incredible. There really is an insurmountable gap between high-level superpowered beings and ordinary people. They can kill countless enemies with a wave of their hand and are capable of taking on a thousand men single-handedly.

Having done all this, Mu Mu didn't linger. He disappeared into the spatial rift, leaving Qin Di there to cooperate with the troops in suppressing the enemy at the entrance of the research institute.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Great Gods Need No Conscription

"Damn it! How did these bastards get near the research institute?!"

Lieutenant Colonel Tang Ming's eyes were bloodshot with rage. The enemy had launched an attack without any prior warning, and their armed forces were extremely powerful, inflicting considerable casualties on them.

Fortunately, this was on China's home turf, in the Bei'an Military Administrative Region, so their operation was destined to be futile.

Our personnel are arriving from all directions and have established a buffer zone between the combat zone and civilian residences to prevent civilian casualties. Once everything is complete, we can use heavy weapons to wipe out these guys.

"Have the academicians in the Academy of Sciences been transferred yet?" Tang Ming shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"Report, everyone has entered the underground defense base!"

"Alright, keep watch. Also, be especially careful of infiltration by superhumans!"

Tang Ming repeatedly warned that the invaders had come prepared for this operation, and a considerable number of them were superhumans, including quite a few high-level ones, about ten in total. There was also one eighth-level superhuman, who was barely held off by their own people.

The unpredictable nature of superhumans is what we should be most wary of. The enemy might have spatial ability users or other ability users who can ignore distance, silently bypassing their defenses to kill the academicians. We must take this seriously.

For this reason, they specifically left an eighth-level expert to guard the underground defense base.

In about ten more minutes, the ninth-level experts from the Beian Military Administrative Region will arrive, and none of these damned invaders will escape!

Suddenly, a figure appeared abruptly in front of Tang Ming, wielding a submachine gun and launching an attack on him.

Tang Ming dodged behind the wall, but was unable to dodge in time and was shot in the waist and abdomen by a bullet, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Damn it, is Yunfeng dead?!"

The attacker was a sixth-tier ability user from the enemy who had infiltrated the research institute. Since he had found an opening in his attack, it meant that the ability user from their own side who was responsible for stopping him had already been killed.

This superhuman's ability is rather bizarre; he can launch attacks through shadows, and many of our personnel suffered heavy losses due to being caught off guard.

Someone has to stop this guy!

Just as Tang Ming was about to go out and fight him, a brilliant blue-purple light illuminated the entire corridor, and then there was complete silence.

"I didn't expect him to be a sixth-tier fighter, but his combat strength is too weak, isn't it?"

Ignoring all defenses, Raichi pierced the chest of the superhuman, whose body immediately became a blazing torch, burning him to death in the flames.

Yan Ziming swore that she only used a little force, and the superhuman died. Her original intention was to ask him some questions!

"Who are you?" Tang Ming took out a special pistol, which had been specially modified and was more powerful than some rifles, yet it was lightweight and agile.

"Great! Are you the commander here? I've come to provide reinforcements."

Tang Ming narrowed his eyes, unable to determine whether Yan Ziming's words were true or false.

"Watch out!" Tang Ming suddenly saw a crimson light rushing towards Yan Ziming from behind and immediately shouted.

boom

The fireball struck Yan Ziming's back, but was blocked by a barrier made of lightning, which in turn enveloped him, preventing the power inside from erupting.

However, the electromagnetic barrier was only barely effective, like an inflated balloon that would burst with the slightest poke, but ultimately the two forces canceled each other out.

Yan Ziming's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the person coming from the end of the corridor with a serious expression.

The only opponent who could make her electromagnetic barrier struggle so much without collapsing completely is someone of her own level.

Without a doubt, this is a seventh-tier superhuman!

"Wow, that trash Shadow died so quickly! But you seem to be quite something, beautiful lady!"

The man's attitude was flamboyant; he showed no anger at his companion's death, but instead mocked him.

"Wait, you look familiar...you resemble someone I know..."

He rubbed his eyes, carefully examined Yan Ziming, and then exclaimed with ecstasy:

"Oh ha ha ha—it's you—Cang Lei!"

Yan Ziming's lips curled into a smile. It seemed that this guy, or their group, had done a thorough investigation into him. They could even recall his nickname in the Jiangning Military Administrative Region, a nickname that few people knew.

She asked curiously, "And who are you?"

"Ah, ah, who I am is not important, what's important is that I met you." The man's expression was a bit off; Yan Ziming and Tang Ming looked at him as if he were a fanatical religious believer.

He shouted hysterically:

"Come to our side! The great gods will surely welcome you. Only the gods can guide your path. Azure Thunder, join us, and the rest of your life will be under their protection!"

"ha?"

Yan Ziming was completely bewildered, not understanding what this guy was thinking or what he was trying to express, but he could still understand his intention to win him over.

Tang Ming, who was waiting in the corner, vaguely guessed that this guy must be the kind of fanatical believer who firmly believed that the end times were God's punishment for mankind. He believed that after all the pests were eliminated, a new era would come and they would become the masters of the new era.

For example, the Mayan prophecy of the 2012 doomsday led many lunatics to eagerly await it. After waiting in vain, they went into a frenzy and caused killings in some legally armed areas.

These are a bunch of lunatics who think they represent all of humanity and believe they can lead a new era. In reality, they are just using this banner to realize their ambition of ruling the world.

"No, I refuse. You haven't even told me who this so-called god is yet. I don't believe in an unknown god."

Yan Ziming decided to try and get some information out of him first.

I was hoping to get some meaningful information out of him, but instead he said:

"A great god needs no summons; his very existence guides believers!"

Yan Zimo wanted to destroy him with a single, dazzling display of power.

You've been playing too much Honor of Kings, haven't you? I'm asking you a question, so give me a line from the game. Are you kidding me?

"Don't take his words to heart. Despite his seemingly crazy appearance, he's actually quite shrewd and doesn't want to reveal any valuable information," Tang Ming reminded him from behind.

As an old fox, Tang Ming had long understood the tricks of these religious fanatics, having dealt with similar guys many times before.

The man took out a black scale from behind his back and said:

"However, you are qualified to know the name of a deity. This is a token bestowed by the deity; its existence is itself a deity!"

"..."

Yan Ziming didn't want to pay any attention to this guy anymore; it was a complete waste of her time. But she still patiently asked:

So?

"It's very simple, just take it. Don't worry, it's not a trap; it's a token of the gods!"

The man confidently tossed the scale to Yan Ziming. This scale held immense mystery; everyone who touched it was captivated by it and embraced the divine.

Just as Yan Ziming was about to catch the scales, her phone rang. It was Ye Qianxue calling.

A mere token from some unknown trash god is nowhere near as important as his own sister. Yan Ziming withdrew his outstretched hand, answered the phone, and the scale fell to the ground, making a clattering sound as if someone's heart had been shattered.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Clash

"Hey, Qianxue, how's it going on your end?"