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

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This is the trading market of the Jiangning Military Administrative District. Almost all the goods that existed before the apocalypse can be sold here, but the prices of some rare items have soared by more than ten or even hundreds of times compared to before the apocalypse.

For example, a flashlight.

This item, which could be bought almost anywhere before the apocalypse, is now only available in the trading market, and at a very high price, making it a kind of 'strategic resource'.

The flashlight she uses at home now cost her the equivalent of half a Grade B crystal core!

However, since her younger sister had gone to great lengths to beg her on the phone, Yan Ziming, the older sister with an extreme sister-complex, had no choice but to waste a lot of money to win her favor.

"Boss, could you please give me this?"

Yan Ziming picked out a trendy-looking style, but when she paid the bill, she was heartbroken because it cost her a B-grade crystal core.

This price was a discount given to her by the boss because he thought she was so pretty.

"It's so expensive. I have to go out and kill monsters to earn money again tomorrow, otherwise I'll have to eat mealworms for the next few days... Qianxue would never eat this stuff."

Yes, Yan Ziming's family has a lot of expenses.

In this generation, meat and vegetables that are normally available for people to eat are extremely scarce, almost to the point of being priceless, and simply unaffordable for ordinary people.

The food issue is a fundamental issue for the country, and the government immediately began to develop various mature alternative food projects, among which mealworms are the most widely used.

This stuff is highly nutritious and can meet most of the needs of a person's daily activities. Most importantly, it is cheap, simple, and easy to cultivate, making it perfectly suitable for distribution as relief food free of charge.

Yan Ziming ate this when he was penniless. He could barely eat it after stir-frying it with some seasoning.

But ever since she found Ye Qianxue, she has never eaten again. She always spends an astronomical sum of money to buy normal food, which is why she is often poor even though she is very rich.

Anyway, now that she's become powerful, the speed at which superhumans can earn money is almost a hundred or a thousand times faster than that of ordinary people. The money Yan Ziming earns in one trip can support their luxurious lifestyle for one to two weeks.

Yan Ziming bought some more groceries and returned home, intending to cook them for her younger sister so she could eat by herself for lunch the next day. By the time she got home, it was already night.

"I'm back, huh?"

The unfamiliar lighting and furniture placement made Yan Ziming wonder if she had gone to the wrong place, so she went out and looked around again.

— No. 66.

"That's right..."

The living room and hallway were lit with cool-toned lights, making it very dim, hovering on the boundary between what could be seen and what was indistinct.

Yan Ziming hesitated.

As a sixth-tier lightning-type ability user, she has killed countless mutated species on the battlefield and in mercenary groups, but she has a weakness, or rather, an endearing trait.

I, Yan Ziming, am afraid of ghosts.

She has watched many horror movies and has a wealth of knowledge about various horror jokes; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her an encyclopedia in this field.

Even after browsing through so much knowledge, she still couldn't overcome this weakness; instead, she became even more subconsciously afraid.

How similar this scene is to those scenes in horror movies?

Yan Ziming knew that this must have been Ye Qianxue's doing; that mischievous younger sister had never given her a moment's peace.

"Qianxue, what tricks are you playing now? Come out here!"

"..."

There was no response for a long time, but a cold wind blew out from inside, and Yan Ziming shivered.

You can see all the way to the end of the living room from here; the balcony windows are never open.

Where did that blow from?

goo-dong-

A sound of something falling came from a little further inside, and Yan Ziming shuddered, feeling even more nervous.

Could that have been Chiyuki just now...?

Yan Ziming's expression suddenly changed. She only had this one younger sister, and she always treated her like a treasure. Was that the sound of her falling down?

However, inner fear still accounted for a large proportion.

"Qianxue?"

Yan Zimo didn't even close the door, and slowly walked in, turning back every few steps, his heart filled with extreme trepidation.

When she was halfway down the hallway, the lights in the house went out abruptly, as if they were waiting for her to come in.

Fortunately, the door was open, and there was a sliver of light, so you could barely see a tiny bit of something.

[Following the usual tropes of horror movies, the door I've left open will suddenly close next. Qianxue, you're still too naive...]

Yan Ziming confidently turned around, wanting to see how Ye Qianxue looked when she was caught, but she almost lost her mind.

"what--!!!"

When she turned around, it wasn't the scene of Ye Qianxue secretly closing the door at all; instead, half of her face was revealed from around the corner of the bathroom.

His face was eerily pale, and his dark eyes were staring straight at her. Yan Ziming was so frightened that she ran as fast as she could into the living room.

Shake!

The door closed, and the last glimmer of light disappeared. It was pitch black, and Yan Ziming was gripped by immense fear.

She had even forgotten that she was a sixth-tier lightning-type ability user.

Ah! That's right! A flashlight!

Yan Ziming quickly turned on the flashlight he had just bought, finally providing a beam of light. When he turned back, the face from before was gone.

But she didn't dare to go forward.

She tried to turn on the living room light switch, but it was already on; it seemed the power had been turned off.

"Qianxue, are you there?"

Dang, Dang, Dang——

A metal pot lid fell from the kitchen floor, making a long, lingering thud as it hit the ground. Startled, Yan Ziming jumped up and ran into the room, screaming as she locked the door. The room was freezing cold, so she crawled into bed, shivering.

"Waaaaaahhhhh I can't see me, I can't see me, I can't see me..."

The absolute and unchanging law: Ghosts cannot get into my bed!

After shivering for a while without anything happening, Yan Ziming slowly lifted the covers and looked outside.

After getting used to the darkness for a while, Yan Ziming was able to see some things clearly for the time being; there was nothing around him.

"Phew..." Yan Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, then realized something was wrong.

Where is my flashlight?

Before she could react further, her body suddenly stiffened and she stopped moving.

Inside the covers, beneath her clothes, a pair of soft, gentle hands reached in... in... in... into...

"Ugh..." Yan Ziming whimpered, and then a warm, moist sensation came from the area below his abdomen that had been the subject of endless fantasies...

"Hehe~~ Big sister's body is so soft~~" Ye Qianxue's silly laughter came from under the covers.

"......"

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Yan Ziming expressionlessly lifted the blanket and found Ye Qianxue holding her waist, her hand inside her clothes, like a lovesick woman.

"Night, Thousand, Snow—!!!"

.......

Five minutes later, in the bathroom.

"Seriously, you went too far this time, playing such a prank!"

Yan Ziming, annoyed, took off his panties, which were soaked with holy water, and threw them on Ye Qianxue's head. "As punishment, you'd better wash them clean."

"Mmm~~" Ye Qianxue held it in her hands as if it were a treasure, while Yan Ziming, too terrified, did not notice her expression.

"Speaking of which, weren't you hiding in the kitchen at first?"

"No, Chiyuki has been waiting for her older sister under the covers~~"

"That cold wind..."

"It's an air conditioner."

"That door..."

"Qianxue used her special ability to go out and close the door halfway through."

"Phew...you were in the bathroom too, weren't you?"

"I've never been there."

"......"

"Mommy?" (Question)

"Mr. Right." (affirmative)