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

I believe no one can say anything about her going to war.

No, keyboard warriors are never lacking, even in the apocalypse.

Someone frowned and said unhappily, "Isn't this going too far? It's really embarrassing!"

"Yeah, they're already at the ninth level, why would they still participate in competitions? To bully the weak?"

Just then, someone else overheard this and retorted, "I can tell you're not Chinese just by looking at your hair color. You really think you're right, huh?"

"You brought this on yourselves. Who told certain shady characters to assassinate our Chinese geniuses!"

"Yes, His Majesty the Thunderstorm Knight originally did not want to do such a thing as bullying the weak, but those rats insisted on forcing His Majesty the Knight to slap them in the face, so why not?"

"Exactly, exactly, they brought it all on themselves."

When it comes to sheer numbers, the Chinese audience is the one to watch, silencing the few dissenting white foreigners in no time.

If you are ruthless, don't blame us for being unjust. You forced this situation into this, so you're just reaping what you sowed!

Yan Ziming's participation in the competition was entirely in accordance with all the procedures. The only thing that could stop her from participating was her bottom line of not wanting to bully the weak.

Now that this bottom line has been breached by these assassins, Yan Ziming no longer needs to hold on; he can just crush them!

As for the other foreign spectators, even if they were dissatisfied, they couldn't say anything, since they didn't know whether the country that attacked and killed the Chinese athlete that night was actually the one behind them.

It's safe to say that there's not much to say about the result of this Civilization Cup match.

Perhaps she had waited too long, or perhaps the public opinion had already given her the result she wanted, Yan Ziming asked the referee gently, "Can we call 'start' now?"

"Oh, oh... I declare, begin!"

The referee, as if waking from a dream, realized that this supreme being had actually spoken to him. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, so he could only fulfill his duty and announce the start.

Yan Ziming's opponent, unfortunately, was a member of a civilian team in China named Yue Ze. He felt both honored and disappointed, clearly conflicted between his own frustration at being stuck at this level and his excitement at being able to fight Yan Ziming.

"Are you going to admit defeat?"

"Eh?"

"I'm asking you, are you going to admit defeat?" Yan Ziming asked again, his face still bearing a gentle smile.

Yue Ze was stunned for a moment, then excitedly bent down and shouted, "Eh? No, no, no, please enlighten me!"

What a joke! Since I've already encountered this divine being and am destined to lose, how can I give up the opportunity to fight her?

Surrender and conserve your strength to continue? Fuck you! Nobody wants that stuff!

Standing before him now is none other than Yan Ziming, the Thunder Knight!

This kind of opportunity might only come once in several lifetimes! A mere spot in the top 64 is not worth having!

"Go all out against me," Yan Ziming said with a gentle smile.

Yue Ze's eyes gradually became excited, and his attention had never been so focused. He began to use all his skills to launch an attack on Yan Zimo!

The result was predictable: he exhausted all his strength but couldn't get Yan Zimo to move an inch, and finally retreated due to exhaustion.

However, he left the stage with a smile, even happier than if he had won the championship.

Next came two more battles. The remaining two were not from China, and Yan Ziming was prepared to give them a good beating.

But how could the other side give her a chance? Long before the competition started, their team leader had told them about the possibility of Yan Ziming participating, and that if they encountered him, they should simply admit defeat!

In fact, that's exactly what they did, and there was no controversy about it, unless they didn't want to advance any further.

"Sigh, it doesn't feel real. I crave a worthy opponent."

Yan Ziming advanced easily, and he figured the battles to come would be the same. Yan Ziming sighed inwardly.

If she could, she wouldn't want to do this...

She was bored and had been thrust into the spotlight, but she had no choice but to do so. Otherwise, relying solely on Ye Qianxue to carry the team in China would always leave a gap in the defense.

The scene shifts to Ye Qianxue.

Although Yan Ziming's younger sister, Ye Qianxue, is only at the eighth level, her reputation precedes her. She not only inherited Yan Ziming's name but also Mu Mu's position. In addition, her own strength is also very strong, and she may jump to the ninth level at any time. She is a super combat power on par with Murong Haiyi.

Those who encountered her, like Yan Ziming, immediately admitted defeat.

In the third batch, they successfully advanced.

After finishing her own battle, Ye Qianxue immediately moved to Yan Ziming's arena. Ignoring everyone's gaze, she tightly embraced Yan Ziming, looking like a little bird clinging to its nest, giving others a feast for the eyes.

"Ah~ indeed, the lilies blooming between sisters are the most beautiful~~"

"If someone could marry both of these beautiful sisters at the same time, wouldn't they be incredibly happy?"

"I want them to call me Onii-chan!"

Yan Ziming ignored the group's commotion. After taking Ye Qianxue to a secluded spot, Ye Qianxue began to fawn over Yan Ziming.

"Big sister, you're so mean! Why didn't you tell Qianxue before you entered the competition?!"

"I didn't expect I would actually participate... it was just a last-minute decision."

Yan Ziming scratched his cheek.

Actually, she hadn't planned to play, since the worst hadn't happened yet.

Therefore, when it came to compensating for the missing spots, only Ye Qianxue was officially sent, leaving two spots vacant for unforeseen circumstances.

But who knew that Murong Haiyi would run into Si Mo, and then do something stupid again, getting beaten half to death by Si Mo. So Yan Zimo had no choice but to take command and personally defend the dignity of the Chinese team.

67. A desperate, all-or-nothing act

"Xian'er, is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

That night, Yan Ziming asked Liu Mengxian this question.

Everyone who accompanied him on this trip, including himself, had already been to all sorts of places. Only Liu Mengxian hadn't gone out yet. Yan Ziming was afraid that she would have some regrets, so he asked her in advance.

"Just stay here and keep watch." Liu Mengxian moved closer to Yan Ziming with a gentle and charming demeanor, her alluring body pressed against him.

Feeling the endless softness pressing against her body, Yan Ziming's pretty face flushed slightly, and she shifted her body restlessly.

"Really? We'll be back in two or three days at most?"

“Really,” Liu Mengxian answered sincerely.

No matter where you go, nothing beats the moment you're home waiting for that person to come back...

With her plans thwarted, Yan Ziming took a sip of water, feeling embarrassed. She realized that now was definitely not the time for sightseeing; she had plenty of things to deal with.

Drip drip ...

Yan Ziming's phone rang again; it was Mo Sheng calling once more. Every time this guy called, it was never anything good. Yan Ziming answered the phone irritably and replied without any politeness:

"Hey, what brings you here now? My busy man!"

"Nonsense, there must be something I need to tell you at this time! There's a battle going on in Nanyue, and they want you to take Mu Mu back to quell it. You can't refuse! You're the only one out there who's a perpetual motion machine, if you don't go, who will?"

"Alright..." Yan Ziming reluctantly agreed.

Indeed, after seeing her performance in the Battle of Mountains and Seas, no one would want such a super combat power as her to be idle, right?

With one's own strength, one can firmly control the entire battle situation and launch a comprehensive and devastating attack on any location at any time, forcing the balance of war to tilt completely.

If the greatest role of the other ninth-tier individuals is to resist SSS-level or even sequence-level individuals, then Yan Zimo's greatest role is to crush millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of mutated species with overwhelming force.

If she were to appear in a large-scale battle, human casualties would be reduced by at least 60%, and the duration of the battle would be shortened by at least 40%. This is the unanimous assessment given by the top leadership of China.

"That's it... Xian'er, I need to go back first. I'll leave this place to you and Mo Xin."

"Just go."

Unexpectedly, Liu Mengxian offered a gentle kiss, which completely stunned Yan Ziming. The warmth left between her lips and teeth captivated her entire mind.

"Xue'er."

"Eh?"

"Xue'er said that whether her husband is going out or returning home, his wife should do this..."

Liu Mengxian watched her quietly, a smile playing on her lips. She loved seeing Yan Ziming's shy reaction.

"Oh...oh...I see..."

Yan Ziming ran out with her face flushed, unable to resist running her tongue over her lips.

Chiyuki!!! Well done! But I'll still punish you when we get back!

Achoo!

While Ye Qianxue was outside seeking a breakthrough, she suddenly sneezed.

Hehe~ It must be that my older sister is missing Qianxue~~

...........

"I'm not reconciled! Why should we pay such a high price! Yan Ziming's participation has completely ruined this Civilization Cup!"

“It’s no use being unwilling,” said a man shrouded in black robes. “They are too powerful; we have little room to negotiate with them.”

"Fortunately, Zhou Ye died, and then Yan Shan died. Is this a case of 'when things reach their peak, they must decline'?"

"Bullshit! After Zhou Ye died, didn't Li Haoyi appear? After Yan Shan died, didn't Yan Ziming appear? And those two ninth-rank experts I've never seen before, where is there any sign of 'decline'?"