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

Now, problems are gradually becoming apparent.

—We don't have enough manpower.

As more and more people exhibit alienation, more people are needed to look after them. This has led to repeated changes in the organization of the patrol teams, with the number of personnel gradually decreasing from six to eight people per group to the current standard of four people per group. Some teams even struggle to fill all the required positions.

This raises the second question.

Not every team can have a "door to anywhere" like Yan Ziming, who can arrive at the scene of an incident at any time.

Due to the gradual reduction in manpower, the patrol teams can undoubtedly cover fewer areas, and their density has become more dispersed, leading to situations where they are sometimes unable to arrive at the scene in time.

Weaker mutant species are manageable; the entire city's army can handle them. But those of level A or higher are quite troublesome.

In such situations, the army always steps in first, suffering heavy casualties to hold off the powerful individual before the belated patrol team finally kills him.

The number of civilian casualties began to rise.

Especially the SS-level mutated species that recently appeared in the military administrative region of southern Guangdong, which killed nearly a thousand people before the superhumans arrived, rendering all the country's previous efforts to reconcile the relationship between superhumans and the people futile.

The streets were once swept by a wave of demonstrations, which made the country's prevention and control efforts even more difficult. People were living on tenterhooks, because if a major accident occurred, it would be another avalanche-like disaster.

People with superpowers are now treated like rats on the street, getting cursed wherever they go. The fact that people don't throw rotten eggs or anything like that is enough to prove how high the quality of the Chinese people is.

Of course, this is also partly because they dare not.

The power of superhumans is known to all. Right now, simply talking is already their limit; they dare not go any further.

...A patrol team's rest room.

"I've had enough! Why should we bear the infamy and risk our lives to save those ungrateful, useless people who just spout nonsense all day long and make no contribution to society?!"

A seventh-level ability user slammed his previously awarded medals to the ground and stomped on them frantically, leaving countless shoe prints.

The medal bears three large characters: Pioneer.

Beside him were about twenty other people with superpowers, all members of his team. There were also people from several other teams, all silent, clearly deeply moved by his words.

"Fang He, watch your words."

As is customary, each squad is accompanied by military personnel, and the person who just spoke was one of them in command.

"Captain Qi, no offense, but do you think this is a good thing? You're also an ability user, and those good-for-nothings have cursed your ancestors thousands of times over. Don't you feel angry?"

Fang He roared at him, his expression crazed; all his words now were the thoughts hidden deep within.

"So what do you plan to do? Kill them all? Or do you want to rebel?" Qi Huandong glanced at him, then calmly tried to soothe his emotions:

“I know your current situation. Not only you, but I am also the target of criticism. They even dug up my home address. Did I say anything? The confrontation will only make our situation worse. Believe me, this scene will not last long and will soon pass.”

"Captain Qi, do you even believe this nonsense yourself?" Fang He asked coldly. Qi Huandong replied with an expression of utter certainty:

"Of course, confrontation is not the solution. Taking a step back will open up a whole new world. Let's be patient for a while longer!"

"......Row."

Fang He gritted his teeth and forced out the word. Qi Huandong shook his head after seeing it. He knew that Fang He definitely hadn't listened to him.

He couldn't help but look out the window at the horizon, his eyes filled with melancholy.

When will this finally end? This million-ton powder keg is about to explode...

Chapter Sixty-Three: Reluctant to Part

It rained today.

The rain fell softly, making a "drip-drop" sound on the ground. The Beian Military Administrative District remained silent, bathed in the torrential rain.

It was already May, and the weather was getting warmer, so the rain came naturally, and it was quite heavy. The water in the streets reached people's calves and was flowing everywhere.

“Rainy days…it’s the kind of weather my older sister likes.” Ye Qianxue sat indoors, gazing at the drizzling rain outside the window, her heart filled with bitterness.

"Hey, big sister, it seems there are some discordant voices emerging within the group of superhumans."

"...Don't worry about others, just do your own thing."

"I want to wipe them out!"

Don't get me wrong, the last sentence isn't something a cute little sister like Ye Qianxue would say. It was Mu Mu who said it.

Mu Mu had a rare moment of leisure and gathered with Yan Ziming and the others.

Rather, she is now a member of Yan Ziming's team, but she often needs to leave the team to provide support elsewhere.

As a figure who is rarely seen, and whose status and reputation have reached their peak, Mu Mu has never been the target of those sharp words.

But her anger still flowed through her heart like a lava stream.

Yes, she wasn't verbally abused, at least not openly. But the people she cherished were subjected to a torrent of insults!

This is like pointing fingers at Mu Mu and cursing her. Whenever she sees these comments online, she wishes she could use the state apparatus to dig out the addresses of these guys one by one and then use her spatial abilities to make them disappear from the face of the earth!

She could manage the first half, but not the second half, because there were too many people, and killing them all at once would definitely expose her weakness.

However... Mu Mu has already made a note of some of the most vocal individuals, and she will take action once the situation stabilizes somewhat.

"Well, well... don't be angry. If even you have this kind of emotion, the conflict will never be resolved."

Yan Ziming patted her back to help her catch her breath: "It's okay to scold them. They're just a bunch of clowns. There's no need to argue with ants that can be crushed with a single step."

"Your idea... seems even more dangerous than mine, doesn't it?" Mu Mu was speechless for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed: "But I like it, you're truly my woman!"

"..." Yan Ziming pushed away her face that was leaning in.

"The situation is really bad... I think if something bad is going to happen, it'll be soon. The superpowered people will definitely take action. It seems that quite a few of them are getting together in private and complaining that the public is ungrateful. If this continues, I think we're going to be in trouble. Do you know what the government's attitude is?"

"As always, there are no clear instructions from higher-ups on this matter, only an emphasis on avoiding any conflict."

"...This is completely unacceptable. How can we calm emotions without taking any concrete actions?"

Yan Ziming couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with the higher-ups. Their actions were too passive. Were they really just gambling on how much restraint both sides could muster?

"Who knows? Maybe they have their own plans."

Mu Mu shrugged. As a half-baked "high-level staff member," she really couldn't figure out what those decision-makers meant.

"Qianxue, why aren't you saying anything?"

Seeing that Ye Qianxue seemed a little absent-minded, Yan Ziming couldn't help but move closer to her, gently stroking the corner of her slightly reddened eyes with his thumb.

"Don't pay attention to what other people think. There's no need to listen to what strangers say."

It seems that Ye Qianxue still cares a lot about what others say. She has been very angry these past few days because of all the talk and comments people have about her. Just thinking about it makes her feel annoyed.

"My good disciple, how about... no, you take a break for a while, I'll handle the paperwork, no questions asked!"

Mu Mu and Yan Ziming stood one in front and one behind, sandwiching Ye Qianxue in the middle. One was gentle, and the other was firm, both comforting the porcelain doll Ye Qianxue in their own ways.

"Big sister, Master sister..."

Ye Qianxue felt a lump in her throat and snuggled closer to them.

Being treated so gently by the two people she cherished most brought tears to her eyes.

"Waaah..." Ye Qianxue pressed herself against Mu Mu's clothes and sobbed softly.

Yan Ziming heard the sound of Mu Mu's fist clenching, her knuckles turning white, and her beautiful starry eyes turning crimson.

He took her hand and silently shook his head, at which point the murderous intent that had been gradually spreading in her slowly receded.

This continued for a few minutes until Yan Ziming's phone rang; it was the alarm she had set earlier.

Yan Ziming sighed softly.

"Qianxue, we're going out now. You should go home and rest."

“…”

"Mu Mu, you take her there, there's no need to rush over."

Mu Mu patted Ye Qianxue's head, and then, with a gasp from Ye Qianxue, he scooped her up in his arms, and the space twisted, bringing them to his home.

"Sweetie, get some sleep. Leave the rest to me and your sister." Mu Mu gently kissed Ye Qianxue's forehead, her voice more tender than ever before.

"Ah."

Ye Qianxue pulled the quilt over her face and answered so softly it was like a gust of wind, blown away before it reached anyone else's ears.

Mu Mu silently looked at Ye Qianxue, who was lying on her side with her back to him, and felt extremely sad.

The person on the bed was nothing like her cheerful and obedient disciple, who was as bright as a flower. Instead, she was like a dried-up spring, unable to gush out a trace of enthusiasm, as if she had locked her heart away.

Mu Mu grew angrier the more she thought about it, not at others, but at her good-for-nothing disciple. So she simply pulled Ye Qianxue out of bed, pressed her against her lap, lifted her skirt, and spanked her hard!

"I just don't understand, why are you so concerned about the opinions of a bunch of idiots?!"

"You've been affected to this extent just because of this? It's a waste of all the education I've given you!"

"You should learn from me, learn from your sister, and be strong! Unlike you, your heart is so fragile, it breaks at the slightest touch."

"Don't ever say that I taught you when you're out in public, I can't bear the shame!"

As Mu Mu pounded on her, she uttered harsh words, showing no mercy whatsoever. She beat Ye Qianxue until she screamed, leaving bright red handprints on her snow-white buttocks.

"Master, please, please stop hitting me!"

"You old hag, hit me again—! Waaah... Qianxue knows she was wrong..."