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

"Haha...it's alright, just so-so..."

Yan Ziming smiled awkwardly. She didn't know what Su Yuchen was really thinking. If she did, she would definitely celebrate wildly.

This not only avoids misunderstandings from others, but also makes this guy mistakenly believe that he has a daughter. Killing two birds with one stone, hahaha!

Knowing I have a daughter, why don't you get lost?

However, Yan Ziming was unaware of Su Yuchen's true thoughts; she was already immersed in the shock brought about by Si Mo's appearance.

[Damn it, I thought it was shameless of me, a ninth-tier player, to participate in the competition, but there's someone even more outrageous here!]

Damn it! You're a Sequence-level, and the former strongest Sequence-level Black Calamity, going around bullying a bunch of seventh, eighth, or even fifth and sixth-level newbies, how dare you?

Have some shame!

However, if those who have fought against Si Mo knew her true identity, they would feel both fear and honor.

Because later they can brag to others—look, I fought against the Black Calamity and came back alive! How awesome is that!

Even so, Yan Ziming still really wanted to complain.

Drip drip ...

Yan Ziming's phone rang. The caller was Mo Sheng, who was probably also calling to question him. Yan Ziming had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain to her.

"I'll be leaving for a while."

Under Su Yuchen's gloomy gaze, Yan Ziming left the podium and went to a secluded place to answer a phone call.

"Hello, it's me, Sister Mo Sheng. I know what you want to ask—"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Sheng interrupted, "Did you receive my surprise?"

"ha--?!"

Yan Ziming exclaimed again, losing his composure, and quickly asked, "What do you mean by 'surprise'?!"

"What else could it be? Didn't you see it all?"

"You're telling me that 'nuclear bomb'-like weirdo is a surprise?!" Yan Ziming roared into his phone.

"There's no other way. Just in case, to prevent anyone from winning the Odyssey title in the end, we have to resort to these dirty tricks. She's just a last resort. If most of the Odyssey players are eliminated later on, she will choose to withdraw."

"Sister Mo Sheng, you're so despicable these days..." Yan Ziming complained.

"Hmph! All's fair in war, and a merciful army is no good! So what if it's despicable? Do you know how terrible the consequences would be if Odyssey won? It wouldn't just be a public outcry! Senior Yan Shan has already announced his passing. If the Cup of Civilization, which belongs to humanity, were to be marred by the scandal of Odyssey winning, then human civilization would begin to decline from the spiritual level!"

Mo Sheng continued to grumble, "If you and your sister hadn't refused to participate, would I have had to do this!"

"Why are you blaming me now..."

Yan Ziming muttered to himself, speechless. Was this some kind of backstabbing?

She had already silently mourned for the Odyssey team members.

I'm sorry, but no matter how well you prepared, no matter how talented your people are, even more amazing than Mu Mu and I were back then, no matter how fiercely you struggled, you could only suffer in silence.

Because your opponents are at the sequence level.

53. Each had their own thoughts.

Yan Ziming suddenly remembered what Mo Sheng had said that night during her match: "Someone will take care of winning the championship." So that's what she meant.

How despicable!

But it's also the most effective method. No one in the world recognizes Simo, so having her on stage is the best option.

"By the way, why is Si Mo mixed up in the civilian teams? Wouldn't it be better to just put her in the official teams? She could bring us honor."

"You're so stupid! No matter what, she's still that Si Mo, okay? What if things get out of control or exposed? Wouldn't that be a huge scandal for China? In the private sector, you could just say 'I don't know' and get away with it. Now you think it's better to bring her into the official ranks?"

"..."

Tsk tsk, your tactics are all dirty!

Yan Ziming complained wildly, "Sister Mo Sheng is really scheming!"

"Alright, that's settled. Keep an eye on things. If any evil spirits try to mess with Si Mo, you personally step in and deal with them."

"Okay, I'll report back to you if anything comes up."

Yan Ziming hung up the phone helplessly.

What's going on... I have to protect Si Mo... or am I supposed to be protecting other people around Si Mo?

Now that everyone considers Si Mo their younger sister, there will inevitably be people secretly eyeing her. Perhaps they'll try to recruit her, or...

Assassination.

I'm sure some people are feeling extremely apprehensive right now, aren't they?

The fact that all four members of this lineage are so exceptionally talented has seriously offended some people, who may secretly try to extinguish this glorious continuation.

However, Yan Ziming's responsibility was not to ensure Si Mo's safety, but to prevent Si Mo from having a chance to make a move.

The moment she made her move, everything was exposed.

"What an unpleasant job... She was supposed to be my protector, so how did things turn out this way?"

Yan Ziming returned to the podium in a sullen mood. The moment she entered, she noticed that the atmosphere had suddenly changed, as she was extremely sensitive to the surrounding atmosphere.

Just because she came in.

It seems they're discussing something behind my back...

Yan Ziming smiled knowingly, not caring. The topics they were discussing were mostly related to Yu Simo, so it was pretty much a done deal.

On the other side, the reaction from the sidelines remained extremely intense.

"How... how should this be calculated?" The host looked at the judges, somewhat dumbfounded and at a loss.

The elimination round selects four people each round. Now that Si Mo has eliminated everyone except herself, how should the remaining three be selected?

"...We can only watch the slow-motion replay to find the last three people who appeared and include them in the list of those who advance."

"It can only be the."

The referees looked at each other, pulled up the slow-motion replay, called back the last three contestants to the ring, and announced that they would all advance to the next round.

The three contestants had mixed feelings; the result left them both amused and frustrated.

Their strength was only around the fifth level. They only managed to get away with it because they were relatively close to Si Mo at the time.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The people on the field were cheering and shouting Si Mo's name, their voices booming and echoing in Si Mo's ears.

This was the first time Si Mo had ever been cheered like this, and she felt extremely swelled up, ready to make a powerful and domineering declaration here.

"Hmph! You bunch of fools—"

"Ahem! Let's go back."

Mu Mu suddenly appeared behind her, picked her up, and Si Mo struggled violently.

"Let me go! I haven't finished talking yet!"

"Shut up! No one will think you're mute if you don't speak!"

Frustrated, Mu Mu took her away through the space, looking like a human trafficker. But at least he managed to get her away; otherwise, who knows what might have happened!

The remaining arenas in the second batch were completely overshadowed. Even when the final winner was decided, they still failed to elicit cheers from the crowd, leaving them extremely frustrated.

Yan Ziming lost interest in watching the rest of the match, his mind preoccupied with how to resolve Si Mo's situation.

However, in the sixth batch, she finally met one of the seeded players from Odyssey.

Eighth rank.

Without a doubt, that person possessed the strength of an eighth-tier expert, and in one fell swoop, he cleared out the official representative teams from various countries who were preparing to jointly clear the area.

“Interesting... Dick?” Yan Ziming looked at the contestant with great interest.

The fact that his demonstrated abilities earned Yan Ziming's appreciation shows that he possesses unique strengths.

Yan Ziming judged that this guy had been at the eighth level for some time, having gone further than he had done back then, and was also hiding something.

"At the most conservative estimate, it shouldn't be weaker than Fia..."

It looks like another fierce battle is about to begin.

Yan Ziming smiled slightly, patiently watched all the elimination matches today, and was quite satisfied with the results.

Her disciple Tian Tian undoubtedly made it into the competition, as did Murong Haiyi. To Yan Ziming's surprise, there was a contestant from the common people who was extremely powerful, already at the peak of the seventh rank, and with a very, very high elemental affinity!

She found the figure of this person in her memory—Chen Ai.

At the beginning of the alienation event, he was the second person after Tiantian to embark on the path of transformation, with a 96% affinity for the earth element.

It seems that she did not choose to join the government after that, and came to participate in the competition this time because she had nothing else to do.

Night had already fallen.

That's all for today, see you tomorrow.

Yan Ziming got up and disappeared into the night.