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

Little did they know that Yan Ziming was inwardly crying out that he was wronged.

I really just wanted to liven things up, you have to believe me!

About three hours passed, a period that was quiet and boring. Yan Ziming and Fia were not talkative, and the atmosphere became even more awkward after their previous conversation.

During this time, Mu Mu and Ye Qianxue called, which eased the tension for Yan Ziming a bit.

"Ah, there's movement."

The cocoon of light suddenly trembled very slightly, but it was still caught by Yan Ziming and Fia, who had been paying close attention.

Fia took a few steps forward in surprise, reaching out to touch the cocoon of light, but then withdrew her hand halfway out.

Time passes gradually.

Yan Ziming's expression was not good.

Because she could sense that the Mandala's enhancement was in elemental affinity!

Ninety-one......ninety-two......ninety-three............ninety-seven.....

The most crucial moment has finally arrived. Last time, Chen Ai stopped here. In the future, it will be extremely difficult to improve even by 0.01%.

So, what about the mandala?

Under their tense gazes, a restless heat began to fill the air, neither knowing what the other was thinking.

When he reached a critical point, a string in Yan Ziming's mind suddenly twitched, his eyes blazed, and he used all his strength to seal off the flow of energy within his body.

Then the cocoon of light suddenly contracted, and was completely swallowed by the mandala inside, and her fingertips began to be stained with different colors.

Sparks of lightning began to gather in the air, flickering like sparks, slowly filling the entire room and spontaneously gathering around Mandala's fingertips.

As the lightning element approached, the transparency of Mandala's right fingertip began to extend, reaching all the way to her forearm, and then expanding further back, covering about two-thirds of her arm.

"Finish......"

Yan Ziming sighed.

This level of understanding is not enough for someone like her to command the wind and rain at will. To reach that level, one would need at least a 99% affinity rating, which is another hurdle that cannot be overcome without special opportunities.

But who knows what the future holds?

It is said that the ninth rank is a process of a carp transforming into a dragon, and Mandala will definitely have no problem breaking through to the ninth rank; when she breaks through, it is uncertain whether Yan Ziming will undergo another sublimation.

"Gabu-chan!"

Fia rushed forward and hugged Mandala tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Mandala seemed a little confused about the situation, but when she sensed the lightning element filling the room, she gradually began to understand that she had entered the realm she had been dreaming of.

After comforting Fia, Yan Ziming stepped forward to congratulate her: "Congratulations on joining this group as well."

"......"

To Yan Ziming's surprise, Mandala did not show the ecstatic joy she had expected. Instead, she stared at her blankly for a long time before lowering her eyes in a daze and muttering to herself:

"So this is the difference... I see. I understand how Fia felt."

"How do you feel?" Yan Ziming tilted her head; she only heard the last few words.

"Don't get too cocky, you damn genius!"

Mandala suddenly punched Yan Ziming hard, and without even saying thank you, she took Fia and left, leaving her there completely bewildered.

Is she praising me or insulting me?

On the other side, Mandala closed the door and leaned against it. Was she experiencing joy? pain? resentment? loss? These feelings shifted back and forth. She had a thousand words she wanted to say but couldn't express them, and in the end, they all coalesced into a sentence that couldn't even form a proper melody.

Judging from her lip movements, the sentence is—

I look forward to your outstanding performance... Yan Ziming.

Chapter 111 Emergency Situation

Everything was resolved, and Yan Ziming was about to call Mu Mu to come pick her up when, just as she picked up her phone, she suddenly asked:

“Hey, Mandala.”

"what?"

"Want to... have another match?"

Swaying purple lightning bolts traveled all around, converging into a torrent, the crackling sound of electricity sending chills down one's spine.

However, Yan Ziming remained unmoved in the face of Zidian.

The terrifying purple lightning seemed to be blocked by something, unable to get close to her at all.

If we were to describe this situation using the mandala, it would be like the lightning element encountering a "greater being"!

Mandala shook her head with a wry smile, feeling a sense of defeat: "It seems we don't need to."

"Come on, how will you know if you don't try?"

Yan Zimo patiently and skillfully guided him.

"Are you asking for a beating? If you're so tough, don't use elemental transformation, and I'll fight you!"

"...Goodbye."

Yan Zimo decisively slipped away.

Asking her to fight without using her elemental powers is like asking her to bind her own legs, blindfold herself, and block out her hearing while she fights!

Her greatest strength lies in her elementalization ability; without this, she would just be a slightly more extraordinary genius.

This time, Yan Ziming didn't hesitate any longer. He directly called Mu Mu and asked her to come over. Then he returned to the room where he was holding... the room where he had taken in the girl he had picked up.

When I went inside, I found her asleep.

Without a shred of pity, Yan Ziming slapped her awake and shook the still dazed girl, saying, "Wake up, we should go back!"

"Eh......?"

Yan Ziming gently slapped her across the face: "Hey what? You said you were going to come back to China with me. If you don't get up, I'll throw you into the slums!"

"ha--!?"

The girl suddenly woke up with a start: "What...what...what do you want to do to me?!"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to wake you up," Yan Ziming said calmly.

"Nonsense! You just said you were going to throw a super beautiful young girl like me into a lawless slum and have my delicate body violated in all sorts of ways by those dark-skinned, hairy, and sweaty men!"

"Don't try to be serious with me, you little brat!!!"

Yan Ziming was almost furious with anger; she had never said such vulgar things.

In short, well, well... I guess I just imagined it, but at least I didn't say it out loud!

If this gets out, will I, Yan Ziming, still be able to live in the world?

Sure enough, all naturally beautiful girls are dark-skinned when cut open!

"Little Momo..."

"Ugh!" Yan Ziming shuddered, realizing that someone had appeared behind him.

Oh my god! Why did Mu Mu always choose this time!

"Are you doing this on purpose? Why do you always choose to show up at the most misunderstanding times?!"

"Stop talking nonsense! You're involved in every prostitution raid! Anything else you want to argue about?!"

Mu Mu, hands on her hips, questioned him.

Indeed, a few words cannot reveal the whole plot, but she doesn't believe that such coincidences will happen every time.

Leaving aside the fact that Xiao Momo was caught having a secret rendezvous with Murong Haiyi the time before last; last time Yan Zimo was captured by Si Mo and almost got pregnant, and now she hears such explosive news from another woman, there's no way Mu Mu would believe her!

Even if it really was just an accident, you still have to take the blame! Otherwise, what reason do I have to bully you?!

Knowing Mu Mu's personality well, Yan Ziming saw through her thoughts at a glance and waved his hand dismissively: "Go away, stop talking nonsense, let's talk about this when we get home!"

"Hmph~~ Fine, I'll let you off this time."

Mu Mu narrowed her eyes.

Yan Ziming's attitude shows that she admits it and that she needs to expand her gains when she gets back!

"Wow... this little girl is quite pretty." Mu Mu said with a hint of danger as he sized up the girl.

It's not what you think!

Without a doubt, Mu Mu probably thought she had taken a young girl home again, but Yan Ziming said that she really didn't mean anything by it, she was just simply sending her back to her country.

"I rescued her from the riots, her name is... well, what's your name again?"

"......"

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.

At this moment, the girl took the initiative to break the awkward silence, saying, "My name is Wen Xintong, and I'm fifteen years old."

"Tsk tsk, fifteen years old..." Mu Mu glanced at Yan Zimo with disdain.