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

Mu Mu acted quickly, picking up her phone and dialing Mo Sheng's number.

"Hey, Sister Mo Sheng, I wanted to ask how your interrogation is going."

"Hmm... Oh! What question do you want to ask?"

For some reason, Yan Ziming and the others seemed to hear some discordant "uh-huh" sounds over the phone.

It must be an illusion, right?

That's what the two of them thought.

"I'd like to ask if this organization's base is in the Himalayas?"

"Okay, let me ask; did you hear me? Confess now."

The last sentence was clearly addressed to Xue Yunling, and the tone was much harsher, completely unlike the Mo Sheng they knew.

Chapter 87 It Really Exists

Inside the interrogation room, Mo Sheng was on the phone with Yan Ziming and the others, while Xue Yunling lay there weakly behind her, like a pool of ice melting away.

Her pretty face was flushed, her clothes were slightly disheveled, and there was a hint of romantic atmosphere in the air.

Mo Sheng listened carefully to the demands on the other end of the phone, then suddenly turned around and said to her sharply:

"Did you hear me? Confess now."

"........"

Mo Sheng pressed down on the microphone to prevent the sound from passing through, then walked closer to Xue Yunling, looking down at her with a strange sense of triumphant conquest.

"You're being naughty again? Do you still want me to educate you with 'love'?" Mo Sheng emphasized the word 'love'.

A million grass mud horses galloped through Xue Yunling's mind, but she only wanted to say one thing to Mo Sheng:

—Damn it, at least tell me clearly what you're going to tell me! How am I supposed to know what you're going to tell me if you don't tell me?

"Explain...what?"

Mo Sheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "Confess whatever you know."

"........."

"Alright, is your base in the Himalayas?" Mo Sheng chose to back down and not push too hard.

Xue Yunling nodded almost imperceptibly; she was completely exhausted.

With his superpowered eyes, Mo Sheng naturally saw Xue Yunling's actions and said to the other end of the phone, "That's right, it's their base."

"Okay, Sister Mo Sheng, is there any more detailed information?"

Mo Sheng looked at Xue Yunling with a smile and deliberately put the phone to her ear, his meaning couldn't be clearer.

"Our bases are spread throughout China, with the Himalayas as our main base..."

Seeing Xue Yunling's cooperation, Mo Sheng nodded in satisfaction, thinking that this was more like the childhood sweetheart she knew who she could bully at will.

"Continue, tell me everything about your personnel configuration, armament level, and whether you have any spies planted within our ranks!" Mo Sheng pressed.

"I don't know much about these things... I usually only take action... not manage them."

Looking at Xue Yunling, who was almost out of breath, Mo Sheng wondered if he had bullied her too much, as she was having trouble speaking.

However, this is a difficult situation. The fact that a ninth-level being only responsible for acting as a henchman is questionable.

“I don’t usually interact with another person… and I don’t know… where he is.”

The other one... could it be the pure mental-type ninth-tier expert named Youming that Senior Yanshan mentioned to her?

This means that besides her and Youming, there are no other ninth-tier combatants in this organization.

"Then who exactly is that 'deity' you keep talking about?" Mo Sheng pressed on.

Xue Yunling's body suddenly trembled slightly, her facial muscles spasmed, her pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and a few beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Mo Sheng panicked and rushed to her side, trying to calm her down: "Yun Ling, what's wrong? I'm here, don't be afraid..."

—It's because you're here that I'm afraid!

"Sister Mo Sheng, is everything alright over there?"

Yan Ziming panicked upon hearing the commotion and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll call you back in a bit, that's all."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Sheng focused all her attention on Xue Yunling. She noticed that Xue Yunling's reaction wasn't as intense anymore, but her worry remained. She still reassured her by asking:

"Yunling, what's wrong with you? Is that 'deity' really real?"

"........."

Did he do something to you?

Although Mo Sheng's attitude had softened considerably, Xue Yunling simply didn't want to say anything more.

Mo Sheng frowned, the progress was stalled, but she did get some new information.

That is, the deity worshipped by the Singers' Organization is not a fictional entity.

As for the other party's true identity, Mo Sheng, who had been deeply influenced by ideology, would not believe in any theology.

Although the emergence of mutated species and superhumans has long proven that science cannot prove everything, it is only a matter of time. The answers that science cannot provide now will one day allow ordinary people to glimpse their true nature.

In her eyes, that so-called deity was nothing more than a life form that had reached a certain level of power.

If he really has such great abilities, what is he trying to do by leading his subordinates to hide and live like rats in the street all day long?

If we were to ask who among the people Mo Sheng knows best fits the title of 'god,' the answer would undoubtedly be Liu Mengxian.

Perhaps those so-called gods are afraid to show themselves because they fear Liu Mengxian's power!

"Yunling, you should rest for a bit. I'll come back to find you later." After confirming that there were no problems with Xue Yunling's detention, Mo Sheng went to report to Yan Shan.

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

"What did Mo Sheng say?" Mu Mu asked quickly after Yan Ziming hung up the phone.

"Ha...it seems there's been a bit of a problem over there. They said they'd call us back later."

Yan Ziming shrugged: "Sigh, there's no other way, let's continue. At least we've obtained some information."

Xue Yunling was somewhat detached from that singers' organization, and she wasn't very clear about the specifics of the opposing side, which was unexpected for them.

However, they shouldn't believe everything others say; they should still be cautious when necessary.

“I don’t think we can keep searching like this. Let’s apply to the national departments to investigate. The entire Himalayas is too much for just the two of us. We can’t do it with the advanced technology that the country has hidden.”

Yan Ziming suggested.

"That's a possibility, but will you still be able to act according to your own intentions?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. It's better than the two of us searching aimlessly here until it's too late. I'll ask my uncle for instructions first."

Without hesitation, Yan Ziming dialed Yan Shan's number and, after discussing the matter, decided to send two more of the reconnaissance aircraft that were previously used.

At a time when the crystal nucleus new energy technology has not yet been applied to those aircraft, this consumption is considerable, and the country is really generous.

Actually, that's not the case. The higher-ups generally take Mu Mu and Yan Ziming's suggestions quite seriously.

One is a "mine-clearing" expert; she seems to encounter almost anything, and all of them are major issues that cannot be ignored. Once she resolves them, the country also benefits.

The other is the newly appointed ninth-tier powerhouse, Mu Mu. Like Jiang Lan, the country generally fulfills her needs.

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

On the other hand, a large and imposing procession set off from an occupied area in China.

As the leader, Youming seems to be communicating with someone, and judging from the content of the conversation, the other party is clearly a partner.

"Can't come? What do you mean by that?!" Youming's tone was somewhat intense.

"It means exactly what it says. We've run into a bit of a problem here and can't spare any manpower for the time being. You'll have to figure out how to solve it yourselves."

The person opposite him was no pushover either; they were neither humble nor arrogant, their tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority. Youming had no choice but to patiently accept this.

"Let me tell you, our team is now retreating back to the Himalayas. This is half of the organization's strength, and we can't afford any mistakes. We need your help."

Youming spoke earnestly, then directly issued a threat:

"We've been cooperating for quite some time now, and we know a lot of each other's secrets. If our troops are discovered and surrounded by the Chinese side during our troop movement... I'm finished, and you'll all be finished too!"

Chapter Eighty-Eight: Shadows

Youming unleashed his ultimate move, forcing the person on the other end of the phone to take it seriously. A complete falling out would be bad for everyone, so they had no choice but to settle for a compromise.

"Sigh, fine, fine, I give up. But we won't be sending too many support units, at most three Shadows."

"Only three? That's not enough!" Youming frowned.

There are thousands of people here, and not just in this one place. How long will it take to reach them with only three shadowy figures?

"Don't say so much. Three is already a forced arrangement for you. There are no more than that, and you don't need to even think about it."

"Alright, three it is. Have your men come over right away."