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

"It's me, Goddess, from the Third Company...!"

Yan Ziming remembered the unlucky guy who was punished by Liu Wenbin to be a target, wasn't his name Old Qian?

"Of course I remember, you're Old Qian, right?"

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect the goddess to still remember me. It's so touching."

Old Qian kept muttering to himself, making Yan Ziming feel incredibly embarrassed.

"Can you still walk?" Yan Ziming asked with concern, while Old Qian continued to mutter something to himself.

"Of course, I'm a grown man, this little scare is nothing..." "Goddess, you're so beautiful, why don't you have a boyfriend?" "If you have any difficulties, just come to me," and so on.

"puff--"

When Yan Ziming saw that Lao Qian's hair was missing a patch in the middle, turning into a Mediterranean hairstyle, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Uh? Goddess, what are you laughing at?" Old Qian asked, puzzled.

Yan Ziming quickly stopped laughing and pretended to be very calm:

"I remember happy things."

"What's the good news?" Old Qian looked confused, not knowing what Yan Ziming was talking about.

"My... is... pfft hahaha—"

Yan Ziming couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.

ha...

Old Qian scratched his head. Who cares what she's laughing about? As long as the goddess is happy...

Suddenly, his hand, which was scratching his head, stopped, because something felt off...

As he ran his fingers over Yan Ziming's smooth scalp, Old Qian figured he now understood why Yan Ziming was laughing so hard.

He was a little depressed for a moment. Had he traded his hair for the goddess's happiness?

There's a saying online that programmers can sacrifice their hair for power, right? So maybe if I sacrificed my hair, I could get a wife in return? A beautiful and charming wife, no less.

While Lao Qian was lost in thought, Yan Ziming realized that her behavior was quite egregious and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you, it's just..." Yan Ziming was having a hard time suppressing his laughter, and his voice trembled.

"You were clearly laughing the whole time..." Old Qian said dejectedly.

"I'm so sorry! Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

Having said all that, Yan Ziming's attitude was quite sincere, and Lao Qian's eyes lit up when he heard this.

—The opportunity has arrived!

"Then can you go on a date with me..." A thin red light brushed past his hair, melting a target into water, making Old Qian swallow his words.

"Oops~ I'm so sorry, I accidentally fired the gun. What were you trying to say?"

Ye Qianxue appeared beside Yan Ziming at some point, one hand supporting her face, the other still holding the Crimson Flame aimed at Lao Qian, her smile as radiant as spring flowers.

Cold sweat beaded on Old Qian's forehead; he looked embarrassed.

"It's nothing, nothing at all. No need for any compensation. Goddess, please laugh as much as you like!"

He could see how terrifying Ye Qianxue's seemingly kind smile actually was, and his survival instinct made him give up this great opportunity to meet the goddess.

Yan Ziming glanced at Ye Qianxue with a strange look, and the wisp of electricity wrapped around his slender fingers disappeared. He felt a little helpless.

Why did this girl have to resort to such an extreme method when there was a more peaceful way to resolve this? What if she actually melted him into water?

Pinching Ye Qianxue's cheek, Yan Ziming said in a lecturing tone:

"Apologize to them right now! What kind of person points a gun at someone?!"

"I'm sorry..." Ye Qianxue apologized readily.

Yan Zimo clasped his hands together and smiled:

"Since both sides have no problem, let's go back."

Old Qian had no choice. The two sisters in front of him were clearly playing good cop and bad cop, so he could only silently accept it. After all, it was wrong of him to take advantage of someone's misfortune.

Upon entering the shooting range, Tian Tian immediately stepped forward and bowed to Lao Qian:

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't hurt... Pfft, hahaha!"

When Tian Tian looked up and saw Lao Qian's receding hairline, she immediately burst into laughter like Yan Zimo, laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight and tears streamed down her face.

Tian Tian's body suddenly twitched, and she immediately stopped laughing. She sincerely apologized to Lao Qian.

Yan Ziming quietly withdrew his hand from Tiantian's waist, his eyes showing considerable dissatisfaction. This whole thing started because of you, you culprit! What are you laughing about here instead of apologizing?

Unless I can't help it... pfft hahaha—

Yan Ziming secretly rejoiced.

Lin Shuqi couldn't help but chuckle, but the little girl looked completely bewildered, staring blankly at Lao Qian with such innocent eyes that Lao Qian dared not look directly at her.

Trading your own hair for the laughter of these beautiful girls... doesn't sound like a bad idea, right?

"Old Qian, you bastard, what are you doing here!"

Upon hearing this voice, Old Qian shrank back, clearly terrified of it.

It was Liu Wenbin's voice; he had also brought his soldiers to test the new weapon.

"Company Commander, they're here too, shouldn't we...?"

Liu Wenbin walked closer, saw Yan Ziming and the others, then let Old Qian go, and said happily:

"Oh, so you guys are here to test the new equipment too?"

"Yes." Ye Qianxue nodded her little head.

"Haha, in that case, how about we test it together?"

"Great, it'll be more lively with more people."

Yan Ziming agreed, since there were some pieces of equipment that they didn't know how to use, and working with these veterans might be twice as effective.

Liu Wenbin picked up the walkie-talkie and gave a shout. In no time, more than twenty people from the Third Company gathered. The rest of the people had already been tested, and these twenty-odd were the last batch.

While they were showing Ye Qianxue and the other women the weapons, Yan Ziming asked Liu Wenbin in a corner:

"What's wrong with our country? Showing off so many cutting-edge technologies, aren't we afraid of attracting the attention of foreign powers?"

The advent of these cutting-edge technologies is likely to stir up the stagnant international situation since the end of the world, and will inevitably lead to a massive investigation by foreign agents, which could result in leaks. In Yan Ziming's view, such actions by the country are unwise.

Liu Wenbin sighed deeply and said with a wry smile:

"The country has no choice but to do this. With one military administrative region destroyed, there are undercurrents in all military administrative regions across the country, and the people are already panicking. If it is not controlled, it will cause riots. Therefore, the country attaches great importance to this war of recapture and is sparing no effort to transport all kinds of weapons and equipment over. We have been receiving so much equipment these past few days that our hands are sore from receiving it."

The news of the destruction of the Yongjing Military Administrative Region could not be concealed at all. What Liu Wenbin did not know was that the reason why panic had arisen so quickly among the people was not only due to the emergence of the serial level, but also due to foreign forces. Some of their corrupt elements had been stirring up trouble in the shadows, making the society uneasy. The Chinese government was busy dealing with this matter.

The Chinese government cannot tolerate others causing trouble on its own territory. It is putting pressure on several major hostile countries and carrying out a purge internally. The power of the state machinery at full capacity is terrifying. It is only a matter of time before these rats' clandestine forces are eradicated. But the problem now is that time waits for no one! By the time they have dug these rats out from the ground, social order may have already collapsed.

The only solution to this problem right now is to recapture the Yongjing Military Administrative Region as soon as possible.

Therefore, the Chinese government ordered that, apart from some cutting-edge technologies that were still under research or had not yet been tested, all the other mature technologies were transported over. The continuous and strong support from the state was conveying one message.

—No matter what, even at great cost, we must reclaim the Yongjing Military Administrative Region!

Chapter 143 The Meeting Begins

"And it's not just these weapons... I've also heard there's even more amazing equipment that hasn't been delivered yet." Liu Wenbin looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then said with a mysterious expression.

Yan Ziming became interested. Even laser guns had appeared; what other amazing weapons could there be? UFOs? Electromagnetic cannons? Or mechs?

She felt that none of the above options were likely, because the manufacturing difficulty was simply too great. Such research would be a money-devouring behemoth, requiring an investment of tens or hundreds of billions of dollars to even develop some valuable technologies.

"I'm not entirely sure what it is, but I heard it from our deputy commander-in-chief: S-class mutated species may no longer be a threat on the battlefield tomorrow."

Liu Wenbin looked delighted. If that were true, it would be a great thing for soldiers like them! In the past, when they encountered S-class mutated species at close range and their side lacked high-level ability users, they would have to pay with their lives, and they were not even guaranteed to be able to stop them 100%.

Is it possible...?

Yan Ziming carefully considered the words in Liu Wenbin's words, thinking that this equipment might not be able to be transported to the battlefield in time. It was either en route or the transportation was too difficult, preventing it from arriving on time.

In short, it's something to look forward to.

Although she really wanted to confront S-class mutated species head-on, after fighting the tyrant, she realized that her combat skills were too clumsy. Only by constantly fighting against such opponents could she improve her strength. Killing A-class or even lower-class minions every day had made her skills almost rusty.

But this is based on a one-on-one premise. Tomorrow is not a battle, but a war, a life-or-death struggle between two races. How could she have a one-on-one opportunity? Individual heroism is especially taboo in the military. Modern armies emphasize modern coordinated operations, not a stage for you to perform alone, unless there is no other choice.

For example, Yan Shan and Huang Tao, the hurdle of "Death God" is something that ordinary people like them, and even the vast majority of superpowered individuals, cannot overcome. They have no choice but to place their hopes on the two ninth-level powerhouses.

This result seems rather tragic, but there's nothing that can be done. After all, there are only two people on the entire battlefield who are qualified to be "Death's" opponents. They are the key to victory or defeat on the battlefield. Whether they can stop "Death" is the key to deciding this battle. Even if they repel all the million mutated species, it will be a waste of effort if they can't stop "Death". "Death" alone can easily crush them.

What a dull topic...

Are you going to the meeting tonight?

Unwilling to maintain the somber atmosphere, Yan Ziming steered the conversation toward tonight's meeting.

"Yes, I will. Don't let my appearance fool you, I am still a lieutenant. The meeting involves tomorrow's battle, so of course I have to go."

Liu Wenbin straightened his back. After tonight's meeting, he would be assigning positions to his team members overnight. This was a very important matter, as it concerned whether they could return alive.