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

The bearded man, with his seasoned experience, immediately realized that this was nothing but divine retribution; it was clearly the work of a superhuman!

"Don't panic, everyone! Someone with superpowers has made a move! And the news of the Heavenly Kingdom's defeat is just their word; don't believe it entirely!"

He shouted as he looked around, from the school leaders to the two women, and finally his gaze settled on the old man sweeping the floor.

You are the one!

I remember this person is a lightning-type ability user; he must have done what happened just now.

The bearded man's mind raced. He ordered his men to pick up a camera and take a close-up shot of the old man sweeping the floor, planning to edit it and upload it online today.

As for the title... let's just call it "School Staff Unjustifiably Use Superpowered Individuals to Persecute the Masses".

The others were also jolted awake by his shout. Upon learning that a superhuman had attacked them, they were all filled with rage. They imitated the bearded man, raising their phones and other devices to embellish these heinous acts and upload them online, hoping to gain attention and promote their doctrines to attract more followers (suckers).

Suddenly being pointed at by so many cameras, the school leaders, realizing that these guys were trying to gain sympathy through a media offensive, immediately lost their composure.

However, he was a man who had seen a lot of big occasions, having received television reporters more than once. He quickly put away his smile and repeated his advice over and over again in a serious and rigid manner, not letting his words give them even the slightest chance to embellish the story.

However, one cannot fight against so many people. Faced with so many people questioning him without any regard for the facts, the school leaders were speechless, cold sweat beaded on their foreheads, and their words became increasingly flustered.

The bearded man watched this scene with smug satisfaction. So what if someone with superpowers intervened? Could they possibly wipe out everyone here?

Divine retribution? Retribution?

If such a deity truly exists, then I wouldn't mind going to pay my respects...

Suddenly, his body trembled violently, as if he had been targeted by some ferocious beast; his pupils contracted, and he was unable to move.

This feeling didn't last long; it returned to normal in the next instant. As the bearded man turned his head to look around, his gaze fixed on the two young women, and he was then surprised to find that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Just then, without warning, another bolt of lightning, as thick as a thigh, struck the ground from the clear blue sky.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Within that area, everyone simultaneously displayed their impressive dance moves like anglerfish swaying and dancing in the lightning, before gracefully collapsing to the ground.

At the same time, all their equipment emitted blue smoke, and a few seconds later, it burst into a large number of sparks, completely destroyed and gone. The banners also instantly turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind.

"Ah this..."

Among the crowd, school staff who had not suffered the same tragic fate wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, but were also shocked by the scene.

A pair of young women passed by suddenly, mysterious and unpredictable, leaving behind this chilling echo: "Hurry up and get someone to sweep this bunch of trash away, they're an eyesore."

After saying that, Yan Ziming took Liu Mengxian's hand and prepared to enter the school gate. None of the school leaders behind them dared to stop them, all of them intimidated by her imposing presence. They could only watch helplessly as they entered the sacred campus as if it were their own backyard.

A withered arm suddenly blocked their way.

The old man sweeping the floor said, "Wait a minute, who are you? What do you want? Show me your identification."

Yan Ziming: "..."

Looking embarrassed, the cleaning staff asked someone from the school to call Xiaoqi's homeroom teacher to verify their identities. Only then did the cleaning man let them in.

After completing all these procedures, Yan Ziming felt utterly humiliated.

Dude, can't you just let me finish this show in peace? You have to come out and embarrass me. I was hoping to show Xian'er my handsome side!

The old man sweeping behind her looked at Yan Ziming's slightly embarrassed back and snorted disdainfully.

You're telling me to sweep up this garbage... Are you trying to teach me how to do things?

As it turns out, your grandpa is still your grandpa!

Even if he's just a janitor.

After being granted permission to enter the campus, Liu Mengxian noticed that Yan Ziming was looking sullen and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Cousin, what's wrong?"

Yan Ziming's already unsteady steps suddenly faltered, but fortunately she calmly corrected herself.

"Xian'er, stop making that joke! We were just forced to do it at the time!"

Liu Mengxian stopped and looked directly at her. "Since it's a matter of necessity, you can just call me your cousin in public."

Her face was gently stroked by slender fingers. Yan Ziming's eyelashes fluttered, and her breathing became erratic.

"......Whatever, whatever!"

With a belly full of pent-up frustration, Yan Ziming simply closed his eyes, left Liu Mengxian behind, and walked forward alone. Behind him, Liu Mengxian's lips curled up slightly, and a faint smile bloomed on her beautiful face as she slowly followed.

Chapter Seventy-Six: Honey~~

Yan Ziming arrived at the entrance of the teaching building's staircase and stopped there.

He turned his head and looked back, only to find Liu Mengxian following him about ten meters behind. He breathed a small sigh of relief.

If he walked too fast, Liu Mengxian would still be far behind. Yan Ziming didn't know whether he should go up to her or wait for her here.

The campus is unusually quiet today, like a ghost town. The last time I came here, it was during a tour and was incredibly lively, like two completely different places.

Liu Mengxian had already caught up. "Go up from here?"

"Yes, it's on the sixth floor."

Yan Ziming nodded slightly and stepped onto the stairs.

The moment you step on it, time slows down, and the surrounding scenery changes completely in an instant.

She stood in the corridor, the sound of the school bell echoing. Even the air was filled with the scent of youthful passion. Her former university classmates passed by one by one. Some of her close friends would pat her on the shoulder. Looking down, she saw that her hands were still so soft and tender. She was not wearing a school uniform, but a pleated skirt, and she was still a girl.

The next second, silence returned, and I was still standing on the steps with one foot. It was only a moment, but it felt like eternity.

At first glance, one is unsure of their own location; upon looking back, one realizes they are now an outsider, completely unrelated to the situation.

Yan Ziming's eyes welled up with tears, revealing longing, tenderness... and melancholy.

"If I were a college student now, I wonder what it would be like?"

He was very low-key in elementary and middle school, basically all alone. He only made one or two friends in high school, and his life only began to "speed up" in college. It can be said that college was the period she missed the most.

Liu Mengxian stood beside her, turned her head to observe Yan Ziming who was standing still, and said, "If you are a student, then I will be your teacher."

"Aren't you my teacher now too?"

Yan Ziming glanced at her with eyes full of flirtatious intent, then took a step forward, gradually moving upwards.

Having already been there before, Yan Ziming easily found the doorway to Xiaoqi's classroom, where she could hear the students reading aloud in unison.

Just as Yan Ziming was about to call Xiao Qi out, he stopped.

Huh? How did you do it when other people came to the classroom before?

This was the first time she had gone to the class to find someone in this capacity, and she felt a little nervous, unable to approach it with a normal mindset.

Liu Mengxian glanced at her indifferently, stepped forward, and gently knocked twice on the open door.

"Xian'er—!!" Yan Ziming growled, then reluctantly stepped forward, saying somewhat timidly, "Um... I'm here to find someone."

The reading aloud in the classroom stopped abruptly. The teacher came out and glanced at Yan Ziming and the other student.

"You're here to see Xiao Qi, right? Director Zhou already told me about it."

"Yes, I'm sorry to have disturbed your class."

Yan Ziming was humble; she couldn't bring herself to be assertive in front of these teachers.

Before the teacher could even go in to call Xiaoqi, she ran out on her own. After asking Xiaoqi for a day off, Yan Ziming took her away from the school.

On the way, Yan Ziming asked Xiao Qi, "Are you nervous, Xiao Qi?"

“…kind of.”

Xiao Qi hesitated for a moment, then gripped Yan Ziming's small hand with a little force.

The unknown is always frightening. No matter how smart Xiaoqi is, she is still just a child who has just started junior high school.

Such a young child suddenly became the focus of attention for the big shots who controlled the entire country. If it were Yan Zimo in the past, his performance might have been even worse than Xiao Qi's.

"In a little while, just try to reverse the alienation of a few people. If you can't, don't force it!"

Yan Ziming gave her serious instructions, which Xiao Qi took to heart. After that, she behaved as usual throughout the journey, and there was nothing amiss.

They arrived at around 10:30, half an hour earlier than scheduled.

After showing his relevant credentials, Yan Ziming was able to enter the deepest part of the military base without any hindrance and met Li Haoyi.

"I've brought the person. Remember, there can't be any accidents."

Yan Ziming tapped Li Haoyi's chest and clearly stated his bottom line, word by word.

Li Hao gave a wry smile. "Is this how you see us?"

"Otherwise what?" Yan Ziming's almond-shaped eyes widened.

"That's all prejudice!" Li Hao cried out, feeling wronged. "You might think that way in a Western country..."

Yan Ziming waved his hand to indicate that he was not interested, and bluntly stated: "In a group, aren't there many situations where individuals are sacrificed to protect the overall situation? No matter which country you are from, it's always good to be on guard."

"..." Li Hao looked at her intently for a moment, then sighed, "You really are a contradictory person..."

Having said that, he stopped talking and led Xiao Qi toward the designated location. On their way to the rest room, Yan Ziming and Liu Mengxian encountered someone who was both expected and unexpected.

"Huh? Lanlan! And Zhiruo! And Youlan, why are you all here!"

Yan Ziming was overjoyed and hugged Jiang Lan and Zhiruo Youlan respectively, especially Youlan, whom he hadn't seen for a while.