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

The lakeside is shaded by green trees, which is extremely rare in this era where every inch of land is precious. The ground is paved with green terrazzo tiles, and a cool breeze gently blows in your face.

Having reached this level of strength, Yan Ziming suddenly realized that the gust of wind was not naturally formed, but man-made, and she couldn't help but look ahead.

She saw a figure wearing a brown leather coat, the sleeves fluttering in the wind, a gentle breeze surrounding him, giving him an ethereal quality, as if he were one with nature. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even notice that there was such a person.

"Senior Huang Tao?!"

Yan Ziming exclaimed in surprise. The man was also quite surprised to hear someone call his name. He turned around, and after seeing who it was, he said in a gentle and pleasant tone:

"Hehe, I didn't expect to run into the runner-up of the Civilization Cup... Are you also here to commemorate this city?"

Chapter Four Emergency Response Plan

"A souvenir?" Recalling what the taxi driver had said earlier, Yan Ziming felt there must be some connection between them!

"It seems you don't know..."

Huang Tao said with a smile, his unfathomable attitude making it impossible for Yan Ziming to glean any valuable information.

So what exactly happened? Surely the Jiangning Military Administrative Region isn't going to disappear?!

"Any changes to the military administration in Jiangning?"

Yan Ziming asked cautiously, without being too direct.

"There are indeed big changes, and I might as well tell you... We, including everyone in this city, are all going to relocate. You'll know the details in a few days."

"Everyone?!"

Ye Qianxue's eyes widened. Did "everyone" mean the entire population of Jiangning, totaling 20 million, would be relocated?

"Yes, everyone, including all available military equipment, machinery, and all other resources. This place will be a ghost town by then."

Huang Tao answered affirmatively.

He also felt a little sad. He had stayed here for five whole years, hoping to build Jiangning into a place no less than Bei'an. But reality was too cruel, and his ambitions were crushed by the tide of history.

"Why! This shouldn't be happening! Is the Jiangning Military Administrative Region going to be destroyed? Why would they relocate it for no reason!"

Yan Ziming asked excitedly. Her feelings for this land were no less than Huang Tao's. This place recorded all her memories!

Her transformation into a stunning beauty, her encounter with Ye Qianxue, her meeting with Mu Mu, and numerous other meetings all took place in Jiangning.

Moreover, how can we relocate the 20 million people in Jiangning? Unless a nationwide mobilization is carried out, this alone is an almost impossible task!

"The trend is inevitable. The world is about to usher in a second major upheaval. China has twelve military administrative regions, which is too far-reaching. Its high-end combat capabilities are severely unevenly distributed. It must be concentrated in order to weather this storm."

Huang Tao simply shook his head and began to explain the cause and effect to Yan Ziming.

The second wave of changes in the apocalypse will be a difficult test for China and the world. Whether human civilization can maintain its glory depends entirely on whether it can persevere.

In fact, signs of the second wave of upheaval have already emerged, such as the resurgence of sequence-level mutated species.

In the past six months, Yan Zimo has learned about Death God, Tyrant, Mirage Dragon, and Earth Rift Netherworld. Although two of them have been killed, it has shown a sign that the Sequence-level beings are no longer willing to be suppressed by Liu Mengxian and are testing Liu Mengxian's bottom line in their own ways.

Once they all rush out in a swarm, who knows how chaotic the world will become? It wouldn't be impossible for China to break through a few more military administrative regions!

No wonder so many large businesses have started discussing relocating their headquarters; it turns out they received the news early on and began planning their future!

What about settling the people? Bei'an is only so big, how can it accommodate all the people who suddenly flood into the Jiangning Military Administrative Region?

What about re-employment? Moving from one place to another, employment is a global challenge. How can it be solved? Are those who own shops and have built up commercial empires in Jiangning really willing to leave?

There are many other issues, such as housing allocation, foreign public opinion, and regional discrimination. Can these really be addressed simply by saying so?

These questions made Yan Ziming frown. Huang Tao looked at him and replied, "These countries have already made contingency plans, so you don't need to worry about it."

"...The higher-ups are really farsighted, they've even thought of this. You don't even have contingency plans for an alien invasion, do you?" Yan Ziming said, somewhat speechless.

Huang Tao suddenly lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and after considering many factors, nodded decisively:

"It does exist, but we don't yet know how effective it will be."

"......"

Yan Ziming was completely speechless. He said he didn't know if it would be effective, but Huang Tao's tone was obviously very confident, as if the plan was based on real cases.

Just then, Huang Tao's personal communication terminal rang. After answering the call and listening to his subordinate's report, Huang Tao said to Yan Ziming and the others, "Alright, the holiday that only comes once every few years is over. Take care."

After saying that, he drifted away like a gust of wind, without causing any disturbance, because in other people's eyes, he was the wind, omnipresent, invisible and intangible.

Yan Ziming gave a wry smile, then pinched Ye Qianxue's cheek:

"Qianxue, let's take advantage of this time to explore the area properly. This place will be gone soon, otherwise we'll be too embarrassed if people ask us what Jiangning has to offer."

"Ah."

Ye Qianxue nodded sweetly, but the atmosphere was still somewhat sad. Who could have imagined that such a large administrative district would soon be deserted?

Without humans stationed here, the four walls surrounding Jiangning will naturally be unable to stop the mutated species. Perhaps when they return next time, they will see a ruin overgrown with weeds, where the former prosperity is gone and will slowly wither away with time.

Over the next few days, they visited several famous tourist attractions, but due to time constraints, they only visited these places.

It was already night, and Yan Ziming and the others should go back. They arrived at Yuanyuan's shop and saw a scene that made them extremely angry.

"Yuanyuan, we've known each other for so long, sell these to us first. You can pay on credit, and we'll settle the bill later." "Yes, Yuanyuan, the neighbors have always been very supportive of your business. Are you worried we won't pay you? You can't forget your roots!" "It's just a little money. We'll definitely pay you back."

Several elderly men and women were pointing and whispering around Yuanyuan, saying things that sounded nice at first glance, but were actually a clear attempt at moral blackmail.

Surrounded by a group of elderly men and women, Yuanyuan remained silent despite being rendered speechless, but she still stuck to her principles:

"I can give you the rest on credit, but these are really not possible. These are things that Sister Zimo and the others have already paid for and reserved..."

"Then we'll buy them for them later! They haven't come to pick them up yet, which means they're not in a hurry." "Don't they know how to be considerate of us old folks? Without the sacrifices of our generation, you wouldn't be in this world!" "That's right, that's right, we'll take these for now and return them to you next time."

However, the elderly men and women didn't care about any of that. They started picking and choosing things unreasonably, as if they hadn't eaten meat in decades, and kept stuffing it into bags.

Yuanyuan was so anxious she was almost crying. These were all the goods she had just bought with the money Yan Ziming and the others had given her. She didn't have any money left to pay for them, and she was not sure how she could explain it to them if they took them.

Even Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue, who usually treat her very well, would be angry, right?

Yes, Yan Ziming was indeed very angry, but not at Yuanyuan; rather, she was angry at this group of old, unreasonable people who were taking advantage of their age.

"Put all the damn things down! You dare to steal my stuff? You're asking for it!"

Yan Ziming's shout was infused with a bit of his own special power, like a thunderclap. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the shop door.

Then they felt a bolt of lightning flash by, snatching the food from their hands with lightning speed. When they came to their senses, they saw two stunningly beautiful sisters standing in front of them, glaring angrily at them.

Chapter Five: I have the financial resources!

"Who are you two girls? How dare you steal our things?!"

"Do you believe I'll call the police to arrest you?!"

It seems that these elderly folks haven't figured out the situation yet, and still think that Yan Ziming and her group are easy targets. Even though they have guessed that Yan Ziming is a superhuman, they still fearlessly surround her and point fingers.

"Quiet--!!!"

With just one sound, it silenced all the voices of the elderly men and women. Like ants encountering a king in the clouds, many people were intimidated.

Seeing that they had shut their foul mouths, Yan Ziming tried to reason with them:

"Steal your things? You should be the ones stealing my things! I paid Yuanyuan to prepare all of these for me. Who do you think you are, daring to steal my things?"

Yan Ziming sneered, "A bunch of old fogies, trying to become robbers?"

Ye Qianxue pulled Yuanyuan, who was in the middle of the two sides, aside to prevent her from being used as a shield by these shameless guys.

"How dare you speak like that, young lady? You have such a pretty face, how can you talk so rudely? You really are just a vixen who only knows how to seduce other women! So what if you have superpowers!"

An older woman who seemed to be quite respected among them spoke with a sharp tongue, appearing extremely jealous of Yan Ziming's beauty, which was far more captivating than Yan Ziming's in her youth.

As soon as she spoke, the others, who had been hesitant, immediately started jeering: "That's right, so what if she has superpowers!"

"Judging from her clothes and appearance, she must be a rich person! She must have taken a lot of our taxpayers' money, right?"

"Why are you people with superpowers treated better than us ordinary people?!"

Yan Ziming glanced at them coldly, his eyes like lightning, and the group of guys who got excited at the mention of 'superpowered individuals' immediately fell silent.

"Even if I have money, I earned it myself by risking my life on the battlefield. What business is it of yours? Besides, your behavior isn't exactly any better, is it? Old man?"

"you--!"

The word "old lady" infuriated the woman. Her face turned pale, and she pointed at her, trembling, unable to speak for a long time.

But what he said was absolutely true. She was indeed old, and had been living a muddled existence in society for decades. She had just turned seventy-four and was practically on her deathbed. She had no children, and her relatives avoided her like the plague, fearing that she would become a burden. In this apocalypse, she could only rely on government subsidies to get by.

Then look at Yan Ziming. Not only is she in the prime of her youth, but she also possesses a face that is loved by millions, and a devilish figure that surpasses 99.9% of women in the world. Her ultimate perfection and allure leave most women feeling inferior.

Furthermore, Yan Ziming is a superhuman with extraordinary abilities, often referred to as a "high-end individual" or a "new human" among ordinary people. She is extremely wealthy, and she and Yan Ziming are simply from different dimensions.

"Hmph, I'm not going to bother with you. Just give us our things back, and we'll call it a day."

Yan Ziming was stunned. Has this guy not yet figured out reality? How could he say something so mindless?

She sighed, "Sigh... I guess I'm getting old, my hearing isn't what it used to be, is it? Let me explain again, these are things I paid for, understand?"

"You're talking nonsense! We clearly paid for it, how did it become your purchase?" The old lady started arguing and twisting the truth, determined to go against Yan Ziming.

Yan Ziming laughed angrily, "You have the nerve to say you paid? I just walked in and all I heard was 'buy on credit'?"

There should be limits to being unreasonable. The other party has clearly lost all sense of shame and is distorting the truth.