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

Yan Ziming got to the point, "What do the higher-ups in China think about Tibet?"

"Hmm... It's very dangerous. There are a lot of monsters, and even some Sequence-level beings inhabit the area."

"It seems I haven't been clear enough... What I want to ask is, do you have any intention of reclaiming this land?"

"Recapture it?"

Mo Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and she simply said, "I have the will, but not the strength."

The subtext is—yes.

However, I felt powerless to do so.

Given China's current national strength, if there were no threat from the sea, it should have already moved west to recover the lost territories. However, it is currently unable to spare the resources.

However, in just a few more years, once all of China's rising stars have matured, the power of superhumans in China will reach an even greater peak.

At that time, they can turn their attention to the land of Tibet West Province.

However, the nuclear radiation there remains the biggest obstacle; as long as it persists, even the strongest individuals will be powerless to stop it.

"So the biggest reason is indeed nuclear radiation?" Yan Ziming asked, squinting his eyes.

"So this is your bargaining chip after all... You want to exchange the entire Tibet Province for it? You've got some guts."

Mo Sheng had anticipated this point, but she wasn't too optimistic.

"Although I admire your performance in the battle just now, that was Tibet Province. Both the level of pollution and the area are hundreds or thousands of times larger than here. Can you handle it all by yourself?"

Tibet West Province covers an area of ​​over 1.2 million square kilometers, and more than 60% of that area, or over 700,000 square kilometers, is contaminated by nuclear radiation. Compared to that, the area that Yan Ziming purified today is undoubtedly insignificant.

"All you need to know is that I can do it, okay? It just takes time."

"how long?"

"I don't know, but at least within the next ten years is possible."

"It's been a while."

"But it's undoubtedly much faster than waiting for nuclear radiation to dissipate naturally, isn't it?"

Both of them analyzed the various advantages and disadvantages, as well as the feasibility. Yan Ziming felt more and more that the matter was feasible, and his tone became more cheerful.

Mo Sheng naturally had her own considerations.

Yan Ziming said it could be expected within at least ten years, which means Yan Ziming would have to purify more than 200 square kilometers every day to achieve that.

Of course, I don't doubt Yan Ziming's abilities, but she's not the only powerful figure in Tibet...

There are many beings far more powerful than her. Yan Zimo's purification was so tumultuous that it would naturally be hindered by them. In this way, when will it ever end?

Seeing that Mo Sheng still seemed to have many concerns, Yan Ziming simply stated a number: "Four years."

"What four years?"

Mo Sheng was puzzled. Had this guy shortened the timeframe to four years again? If so, it wasn't entirely impossible...

"At most four years, I will be able to become a ninth-rank expert. My efficiency will definitely increase greatly. You can trust what a future ninth-rank expert says."

"Pfft—" Mo Sheng chuckled softly, and Yan Ziming immediately glared at her angrily.

"Sorry, I just wanted to ask... are you already consuming your future self?"

"But you can't deny the fact that I will inevitably become a ninth-ranker."

Yan Ziming was extremely confident; she even felt that she would break through to the ninth rank much earlier than expected.

"..." Mo Sheng was speechless. Indeed, with Yan Ziming's talent, he would definitely be able to break through to the ninth rank within a few years.

At that time, she will not be invincible in Tibet, but she will at least be able to roam freely there, and her purification efficiency on that land will increase several times over.

After a long while, Mo Sheng suddenly led the way and left.

Yan Ziming stared at her in astonishment, a hint of dejection inevitably showing in his eyes, thinking that things were about to fall through.

However, Mo Sheng's next words brought her great joy.

"Come in and let's talk. This is a big matter. You don't think I can decide it all by myself, do you?"

38. A special kind of 'business'

midnight.

Yan Ziming walked wearily down the street in Panzhihua City, with Mo Sheng beside him, who also looked tired.

"Ugh... I'm exhausted. Negotiating with a group of experts is exhausting. I should have brought Mu Mu along."

"I advise you not to do that. Besides, you're satisfied with the result, aren't you?"

"Well, I'm quite satisfied, but it's still a little short of my expectations."

Originally, Yan Ziming requested one hundred S-grade obsidian stones, fifty SS-grade stones, and one serial-grade stone. However, on the spot, they negotiated down to twenty S-grade stones and five SS-grade stones.

This is just a deposit. Yan Ziming will receive an S-grade obsidian for every 5,000 square kilometers of nuclear contamination he cleans up in Tibet, and an SS-grade obsidian for every 30,000 square kilometers.

It seems that neither of them is easy to obtain, but based on the data combining efficiency and probability, Yan Zimo still made a profit.

Anyway, I was planning to purify the nuclear radiation there anyway, so I might as well consider it an extra bit of money I made for no reason!

Even if this matter is not resolved, Yan Ziming will continue to do it, since it is beneficial to himself, and he can't go against anyone else.

As for the serial-grade obsidian she requested, no agreement was reached on the spot; the official response was simply that it would depend on the circumstances.

This depends on the situation; it means that we should discuss this matter again after Yan Ziming has purified the entire Tibetan province.

The meaning behind this concealment is clear to everyone: it's meant to silence certain people, a strategic retreat.

The Chinese leadership is not a one-man show. Even a ninth-level expert cannot make decisions unilaterally with such a large amount of resources. A meeting needs to be held to discuss the matter with other bigwigs.

The initial conditions were easy to negotiate, but when it came to the sequence-level crystal cores, they refused to budge.

So, they had to postpone the matter to shut these people up.

"Hmph! Those guys are really stubborn. Do they have to wait until I rule the world before they'll give in?"

Yan Ziming snorted disdainfully twice.

By the time I liberate the entire Tibet Province, she will probably be at the ninth level by then, and her influence in the upper echelons of China will naturally increase dramatically. If I then use this attitude to negotiate again, will they still dare to hold on so tightly?

"Go for it, Zimo! I believe in you and look forward to the moment you return as a ninth-tier cultivator."

Mo Sheng encouraged her, knowing that she was on Yan Ziming's side this time, and Yan Ziming smiled warmly.

"Thank you for today, Sister Mo Sheng."

"Did someone initially intend to fool me?"

"Uh, cough cough, let's not talk about that. But Mo Sheng, your reaction back then was quite cute."

"Stop talking!" Mo Sheng lightly tapped her head with a chop. "I have things to take care of, I'm going back now."

"Okay, bye-bye~~"

Watching Mo Sheng leave until she disappeared from sight, Yan Ziming stretched and walked in another direction.

As Yan Ziming walked past a coffee shop, she suddenly turned back, opened the door, and a rich aroma of coffee wafted out.

Ignoring the surprised looks from the crowd, Yan Ziming went straight to a corner seat with a screen behind him. Inside sat a graceful woman, leisurely sipping coffee, seemingly waiting quietly for someone.

Across from her was a cup of coffee, which Yan Ziming sat down on.

"The Great Sage of Odyssey...what brings you to me?"

Yan Ziming asked calmly.

She had no intention of staying here, but just now a voice echoed in her mind that someone wanted to meet her.

And this person is none other than the strongest being in Odyssey—the Great Sage.

"Just call me Xingwan."

The sage gently stirred her coffee with a spoon, her leisurely voice escaping her lips: "There's a big business deal out there, I wonder if you'd like to do it."

This is a question devoid of any emotion.

What was said in jest was taken seriously by Yan Ziming. Her first thought was, "How did she know I'm dirt poor right now?"

It's also highly likely that it was just a coincidence, or perhaps it was something planned a long time ago, but since I haven't shown up for the past six months, it's only now that it's come knocking on my door.

Just when he was most lacking in resources, a big business deal fell from the sky, so it's normal for Yan Ziming to be suspicious.

However, even if she somehow found out about her lack of resources, it was none of Yan Ziming's concern; she only cared about one thing.

"What big business?"

"I'll be blunt, we want one of your eggs."

"......"

That's pretty direct, isn't it?

To be able to talk about something like this so calmly, you truly are remarkable.

Upon discovering that the other party's target was actually a part of his own body, Yan Ziming immediately lost the desire to continue listening and prepared to get up and leave.

"Crystal obsidian, ten pieces."