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

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

"Qianxue, why are you rummaging through the trash can for no reason?"

Yan Ziming took a bottle of iced cola from the kitchen and started chugging it down his throat. Just then, he saw Ye Qianxue rummaging through the trash can in the living room and couldn't help but ask her in confusion.

“Big sister.” Ye Qianxue sat up and looked at her naturally.

"Ok?"

"Where did Xiaoze go?"

Yan Ziming stopped drinking his cola, sat down opposite Ye Qianxue, and said solemnly, "It... went to a very far place."

"scare!!!"

Ye Qianxue's face instantly turned ashen, and her bright eyes welled up with tears. Yan Ziming knew at a glance that this girl had misunderstood again, and gently tapped her head with a chop.

"It didn't die. But it did leave. It said... in order to become stronger."

"Become stronger?"

Ye Qianxue repeated it blankly, as if she had been shocked by something, but she did not show the expression that Yan Ziming had expected, making her speech, which she had prepared all night, useless.

"Oh, you don't seem that sad."

"Because it will come back!"

Ye Qianxue said this as if it were a matter of course, as if it had been destined from the beginning.

Yes, since it will come back, what is there to worry about?

As an auspicious beast, it is favored by the heavens and is coveted by countless people, which also means that it is not so easy to die.

For example, Qing was hunted down by Liu Mengxian, who was far superior to her, for several months without any problems. She repeatedly found a way to escape even when she was almost killed.

Therefore, barring unforeseen circumstances, the Qilin will be safe and sound.

Yan Ziming was speechless after hearing her words, and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm really defeated by you. You made me prepare all night for nothing. Tell me how you're going to make it up to me?"

"???"

Ye Qianxue's tail formed a question mark in response to its owner's mood. Yan Ziming was charmed and hugged Ye Qianxue, showering her with kisses.

After flirting with his sister, Yan Ziming got down to business.

"Qianxue, I'm afraid I'll have to make you suffer. Please be a 'caged canary' for a while!"

"Eh?"

Yan Ziming held her in his arms, teasing her cheeks, and said with a mixture of pity and cruelty:

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I've decided to let you stay at home for a while. During this time, you are not allowed to step out of the house and cannot be seen by outsiders. We'll talk about it after this storm has passed."

"Yes, Qianxue will listen to her older sister."

Ye Qianxue obediently rubbed against the slender fingers that were teasing her cheek.

My older sister has already given so much. Although I chose to rely on her, I still have to give back. Otherwise, I'll really be a useless younger sister who does nothing.

Even if Yan Ziming hadn't said it, she was still planning to do it anyway.

It's just being a homebody, why are you making it sound so difficult!

With her skills, staying home for a month or two is no problem at all! As long as she receives supplies regularly, that's fine.

"It seems my worries were unnecessary."

Yan Ziming breathed a sigh of relief.

Being unable to leave the house or see people for an extended period of time is a cruel decision for most people, amounting to a form of imprisonment. People with poor mental health may develop depression.

The situation between people with superpowers and ordinary people in China is much clearer now than it was at the beginning, and it's even showing a positive trend. There's no need for them to stir things up again during this period. Once this period is over, everything will be fine, and people who have weathered the storm will quickly adapt to this 'drizzle'.

That will be the time for Ye Qianxue to see the light of day again.

Suddenly, a thought struck Yan Ziming, and she looked up in surprise at the distant horizon.

There, a dazzling azure star shines, piercing eternity in an instant. When the illusory light fades, a graceful and beautiful fairy figure appears in the living room.

Yan Ziming stood up to greet her: "Xian'er."

"Should I say it like this...?"

Liu Mengxian tilted her head slightly, then slowly raised it, a faint smile blooming in her dark eyes: "Yes, I'm back."

The faint, ethereal melody, like a legendary celestial sound, was faintly discernible; the ribbon-like, gentle voice contained boundless emotion.

Yan Ziming was stunned for a moment, her eyes, brimming with captivating charm, smiled faintly:

"Welcome home, Fairy."

Chapter 106 What Allies Should Do

Ten days have passed since the five permanent members of the UN Security Council issued their joint statement.

These ten days were also historic ten days.

More than 60% of countries around the world were willing to accept the preconditions that were almost equivalent to unequal treaties, and moved their entire populations and resources to the territory of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council.

To be honest, this number far exceeded the expectations of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council.

There's a reason why small countries are called small. In this end times, they have long lost their sense of belonging to their own country and accept these unequal treaties as gifts from God.

They thought a 10% success rate would be good, but it turned out to be 40%, which really kept the five permanent members of the UN Security Council very busy.

Transporting such a large number of people is a problem. It's manageable for one country, but when several or even a dozen people are together, the number becomes enormous. In Asia, the number easily surpassed ten million and is approaching twenty million, which is enough to fill an entire military administrative region of China.

This is absolutely incredible! Twenty million trips would consume a huge amount of money!

Furthermore, if any safety accident were to occur, the consequences for this unit would be measured in "tens of thousands," and no one could bear that responsibility.

The five permanent members of the UN Security Council quickly issued another joint statement, saying they would not be responsible for any safety incidents that occurred during the migration, and that each country should make its own protective preparations and pay for its own fuel, food, drinking water, and other expenses.

This joint statement immediately scared off many countries, who, already struggling internally, gave up and stayed in their own countries.

Even so, nearly half of the original number of countries still chose to do so, leaving the five permanent members with no choice but to agree, thus initiating a massive relocation operation.

In order to safely transport all these people back to their own country, they dispatched thousands of passenger planes, cruise ships, and warships to pick them up, and used all available means of transportation non-stop for a week before finally getting them back and starting the resettlement work.

Of course, there were mistakes during the migration, involving all five permanent members of the UN Security Council. The total number of civilian casualties exceeded 100,000, with 90% of them perishing at sea and the remaining 10% falling on land.

Fortunately, the five permanent members of the UN Security Council had issued a statement beforehand; otherwise, they would not have been able to shake off the blame.

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

United States, District 7.

"Sir, another batch has arrived from the west side!"

"Temporarily house them in the slums near the entrance, and then transfer them to the new military base. All subsequent arrivals will be handled in the same way."

"Yes!"

General Jason dealt with the third "refugee crisis" of the day and finally lost his patience, telling his men to handle it and not wanting to deal with it anymore.

Since they're not our own citizens, why care so much about them?

Perhaps those refugees would be very willing to join the United States and become members of the United States, but such matters are always decided by both parties, and it is not certain whether the native inhabitants of the United States are willing to accept them.

Admiral Jason was clearly not among those who 'accepted'.

He was extremely disgusted with these guys; the United States even lost a Nimitz-class aircraft carrier in order to transport them here!

Moreover, this Nimitz-class aircraft carrier is under the control of Sector Seven!

The door at the entrance suddenly opened, and a woman with a curvaceous figure, dressed in a tight-fitting combat suit, walked in.

"It's not good to always have a long face."

"Miss Fia."

Surprisingly, Admiral Jason was very polite to her.

Fia, at only twenty-eight years old, is already an eighth-level ability user, on par with Jason, and her future is destined to be limitless.

At the same time, she also has another identity that cannot be ignored.

—The top three leaders of the Lofeel Group.

Everyone knows that although this girl is only a maid, she is definitely Gabriel's... that is, Mandala's confidante, and can make decisions on behalf of her master in many matters.

As the de facto ruler of District 7, the Lofeel family's General Jason is naturally a confidant of the Lofeel family. In fact, he is the person who controls the military for the Lofeel family.

"What brings you here today?" General Jason asked.

Fia hesitated for a moment: "Um... have you done what I asked you to do?"

"The relevant information has been sent to the Chinese side, and they just received a reply."

"What did they say?"

"They said they'd consider it soon," General Jason told Fia, reluctantly.

In accordance with the diplomatic practices of China, these words are tantamount to a "rejection".

Fia seemed to have anticipated this, and said, "This matter must be resolved. Let's contact them again, and I'll talk to them in person."