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

After Yan Ziming explained his intentions, Youlan sighed silently.

“I agree.” Zhi Ruo nodded. It was a rare opportunity to do something for her idol, and she had no reason to refuse.

"We're entrusting our lives to you, so please take good care of us, Commander!"

Youlan teased, and Yan Ziming blushed slightly. He glared at her, then said, "Qianxue, let's go. What are you doing standing there like a wooden doll?"

"Ah? Oh! Okay, big sister!" Ye Qianxue seemed to be lost in thought and had just come back to her senses. She first teleported away with Zhiruo and Youlan, and only returned to pick up Yan Zimo at the end.

"What's wrong, little lazy cat? You can talk to your big sister about it."

Yan Ziming pinched her nose and said affectionately.

"...Chiyuki just feels that her older sister is a bit... um... confused!"

Ye Qianxue thought for a few seconds before coming up with a word to describe him, a word that had absolutely nothing to do with Yan Ziming.

"Even though I lost to Mu Mu, I don't feel lost..."

"No, Qianxue isn't talking about what Sister lost, but rather..." Unable to find the right words, Ye Qianxue stamped her feet in frustration, spun around in place, and finally said, "It's just that Sister seems to have lost her usual sharpness!"

"Sharpness?"

"Yes! Sharpness!" Ye Qianxue nodded affirmatively.

“It was after my elder sister was appointed as the commander-in-chief!” she added.

Since it was the opinion of her cutest little sister in the world, Yan Ziming naturally couldn't ignore it. In the five years since the apocalypse, Ye Qianxue had reminded her of this several times, and each time it had a profound impact on her life.

Yan Ziming thought about his behavior after being appointed as the commander-in-chief and realized that it was indeed inconsistent with his usual style.

It's like... running away?

shirking responsibility!

The burden of numerous personnel safety issues has made her stance uncertain.

To avoid being held accountable for giving wrong orders, she still refuses to face her identity as the commander-in-chief and harbors resentment towards it.

Simply put—it looks utterly pathetic!

My actions have only brought shame upon my uncle and those who all believed in my competence!

Yan Ziming made up his mind.

Although we don't know if it will work, how will we know if we don't try?

A person's potential is limitless, but before even taking action, they often stifle that potential themselves.

If it weren't for Ye Qianxue's reminder, Yan Ziming felt that such things would happen to him more and more often, until he was destroyed.

Yan Ziming forcefully and decisively slapped his cheeks several times until they were red and his mind was clear. Only then did he look Ye Qianxue in the eye and say confidently:

"Since my adorable little sister has said so, I, as her older sister, can't let her down, right? I guarantee you'll meet a more handsome older sister than anyone else later!"

"Ok!"

Ye Qianxue revealed a clear, innocent smile, as pure as spring water, flawless and immaculate, reflecting a heart as white as frost and snow.

Chapter 109 Spiritual Leader

"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't stay in one place for more than a minute!"

"But you have to be able to walk first!"

"Even if you have to run, you have to get out of here!"

On the battlefield, during the time Yan Ziming was away, the fighting was already in full swing, and the Chinese troops had already begun their battle.

Above the city wall, Li Haoyi was loudly issuing military orders, strictly forbidding them from fighting the mutated species in place for more than a minute.

Because the fog is too thick.

Everything was a vast expanse of white, and you could only see things within twenty meters. Staying in one place for too long might create a disturbance that could attract other, more powerful mutated species.

Taking the size of S-class mutated species as an example, they are generally more than ten meters long, and the stronger ones are around twenty to thirty meters long.

In this dense fog with visibility of only about twenty meters, they could barely make out its entirety, making it extremely dangerous.

If it's an SS-class, that's even more dangerous. Given their bodies that are often over fifty meters long, a 20-meter field of vision would only allow you to see the tip of the iceberg, leaving you completely unaware of where the rest of their body parts might attack from.

Even under Li Haoyi's command, there were still casualties, with a total of seven people killed in action so far.

Having served in the military for so many years, this was the first time he had commanded such a "blind man's war," with no idea where the enemy would come from, and the military's firepower advantage was completely ineffective.

If it weren't for the valiant efforts of thousands of Chinese superhumans, and the fact that more than twenty high-level individuals among them played a crucial role in stabilizing the situation, the casualties would likely have already escalated to over a hundred.

He relied solely on his composure in the face of danger, as well as the insight and decisiveness that many people lack.

The battle has now been underway for about five minutes.

In just five minutes, seven people had been killed. The rate of attrition was too fast for him to accept.

"Shenglong, you're too far forward. How are you going to protect the team members? Step back ten meters."

"Zhang He, your group needs to move. Quickly move about twenty meters to the right and back."

Li Haoyi commanded the battle methodically, his tone calm and unhurried, which greatly boosted the confidence of those fighting.

Under his command, they maintained a firm control over the distance between their own groups, with the forty-eight groups forming a formation similar to the Bagua diagram.

Wherever a gap appears or a group needs a breather, the group closest to it will temporarily take over, holding firm here without ever retreating a single step.

However, a lingering gloom still hung over my heart.

Fear often stems from the unknown.

The mist is like a giant maw that devours everything. You don't know when you will fall into it and perish, and you don't know when it will spit out a giant beast that will devour you, catching you off guard.

The strangest thing is that some of the giant beasts look so real and lifelike, yet when you hit them, the attacks have no effect and pass right through you.

Conversely, its attacks pass through the superhumans like bubbles, causing no harm.

Just because no one can hit anyone doesn't mean they pose no threat.

The illusion was so realistic that even the most experienced superhumans could not completely ignore it.

Even knowing it's just an illusion, the body always reacts subconsciously whenever it feels an almost completely real power, causing a loophole in the defense network.

Or perhaps, the superhumans forcibly treated them as illusions, ignoring their movements, and when they took a bite, they found that it wasn't fake but real!

The seven casualties were due to the two situations mentioned above.

This adds an invisible layer of fear, the fear of the unknown.

Another thing that gave Li Haoyi a headache was the defeat of the Seventh District military.

Even if the superhumans are strong, there are only about a thousand of them. What truly plays a role in repelling and annihilating the mutated species is the military's powerful firepower.

But now the military in the Seventh District is completely at a loss. At best, they can only bombard the area with artillery fire from a distance, which is of no use.

How can you secure victory if you can't even confirm whether the shot hit the target?

Moreover, so far, no mutant species of grade A or above have appeared, but there will likely be more and more in the future.

Even if only one S-class mutated species appears, our formation will have to change. In order to create space to fight the behemoth and increase the distance, many variables will be added.

"Damn it, I've never fought such a frustrating battle! How did they even create this thick fog?!"

A seventh-tier ability user cursed angrily, saying that he was clearly incredibly powerful, but he had to cower in a defensive circle and couldn't move. He was extremely disappointed.

"There's movement ahead!"

A teammate's reminder made him turn his gaze and see a huge shadow hidden behind the mist.

"S-rank? Finally, someone who can be considered a big shot has appeared!" He revealed a bloodthirsty smile. Being able to fight against an S-rank mutated species is an honor reserved for high-level ability users; no one else can do it.

However, when one of the other's heads peeked out, the seventh-level ability user could no longer be so smug.

It has a huge snake head, narrow eyes, two thick arms, and the part below its head is both its body and tail. It is over fifty meters long, and the tongue that sticks out from its mouth is also tens of meters long!

This is an SS-class... Predator!!!

My God! Individuals of this thing are even rarer than tyrants. Although they are not as ferocious as tyrants, their agility is unmatched.

Especially in the fog, its actions become even more powerful, reaping lives like a ghost.

"Those below the seventh rank, step back. Captains of groups 11, 18, 23, and 42, come to me and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Li Hao immediately roared and led the four seventh-level beings to charge forward, as the appearance of the SS-level mutated species was a huge threat.

SSS-level mutated species are extremely rare, occurring only once a year. When they do appear, it triggers a battle involving millions of people.

In typical mutated species sieges, the highest combat power is basically SS-level mutated species, with a number of usually two to three, which are the biggest threat on the battlefield.

Yes, at least two or more.

When the second SS-level mutated species appeared nearby, its terrifying and ferocious appearance tore a rift of fear in the hearts of many superhumans.

This creature has a very famous name in Western mythology—Cerberus, the three-headed dog.

Despite being called a "dog," its three heads resembled snakes or lizards, appearing terrifying and ferocious, exuding an SS-level aura.

Panic began to spread. Without an eighth-tier expert to stop them, those with weak strength could only go up and give themselves away.

Just as the three-headed hell lizard was about to unleash its slaughter and trample everything in its path, it suddenly turned its gaze to the area ahead, shrouded in mist from which nothing could be seen. Yet, it sensed the threat of death.