Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

The moment you pass through the protective shield, the biting cold and howling wind vanish abruptly, replaced by a rush of warm, moist air that instantly invigorates you.

The plane eventually landed smoothly on the lawn in front of the estate.

The hatch opened, and Su Hui was the first to step out.

Claire, Eve, 2B, and Merlin followed closely behind.

The blonde woman slowly descended from the sky, her energy wings quietly retracting, and she walked over with elegant steps.

Upon closer inspection, one can better appreciate her unique blend of gentleness and resilience, resembling both a doctor dedicated to saving lives and a goddess protecting the battlefield.

“I am Angela Ziegler, the owner of this place.”

She extended her hand with a polite smile.

Su Hui gently shook her hand, feeling the softness and warmth of her palm.

"Su Hui."

After a brief introduction, Angela's gaze fell on Claire, who looked nervous, then swept over the doll-like 2B and Eve, and finally lingered for a moment on Merlin, who looked the most harmless.

"Please come with me."

She smiled and gestured "please" to Su Hui and his group, then turned and led them toward the white main building in the center of the manor.

The group was led to a spacious and bright living room.

The decor here is simple yet cozy, full of life. The spotless wooden floors, the delicately fragrant flowers, and the warm flames burning in the fireplace in the living room are all a stark contrast to the post-apocalyptic scene outside.

"Please have a seat. I'll go and prepare some hot tea and snacks for you."

Angela led them to the sofa in the living room, and then personally brought out several cups of steaming black tea and delicate pastries.

Angela treated them politely, like a warm and hospitable hostess.

Su Hui sat down on the sofa in the living room, looking out through the bright French windows at the peaceful farm and the female survivors who were busy in the fields.

Their faces did not show the numbness, fear, and despair commonly seen in post-apocalyptic survivors; instead, they were filled with love and hope for life.

“In such an apocalyptic world, to still have such a pure land, Ms. Ziegler, you surprise me.”

Su Hui's voice wasn't loud, but it made Angela, who had just returned with a cup of black tea and delicate pastries, pause slightly.

She placed the tray on the coffee table and responded with a smile.

"I'm just doing what I can to provide a place that innocent people can call 'home'."

Let's get straight to the point.

Su Hui nodded, picked up a cup of fragrant black tea, but didn't drink it; he just played with the warm cup.

He turned his head and gestured to Claire, who was sitting restlessly beside him:

"This is Claire, the friend she's looking for, named Saran Johnson."

"We received information that she might be here."

Su Hui paused at this point.

He turned to Angela, his deep gaze meeting her azure eyes with a hint of inquiry.

"Of course, we are also very curious about this place. What kind of power can support such a 'miracle'?"

"After all, as far as I know, this farm you're on is built on a dangerous 'singularity,' isn't it?"

"Finally, as visitors from another world, we are also very curious about your identity, but we don't know if these questions can be answered by you."

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After Su Hui posed three questions in a row, the atmosphere in the living room fell into a subtle silence.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of black tea and the crackling of firewood burning in the fireplace, but it couldn't dispel the invisible tension.

Angela's pure and gentle smile froze for an extremely brief moment.

Her sky-blue eyes saw an undeniable scrutiny in Su Hui's deep pupils—a scrutiny stemming from a higher level of strength.

This set off alarm bells in her mind.

"Visitors from another world?"

Angela shifted her gaze from Su Hui's composed face and slowly swept it over the people behind him.

The two silver-haired women were as exquisitely beautiful as dolls, yet their aura was as cold as frost.

The red-haired girl holding a gun blade, her expression a mixture of tension and anticipation.

Finally, there was the silver-haired loli curled up on the sofa, seemingly the most harmless, yet she instinctively felt a sense of mystery that was impossible to fathom.

Angela gently put down her teacup, the cup and saucer clinking together with a soft, crisp sound.

Her gaze returned to Su Hui, a genuine hint of doubt in her beautiful blue eyes.

“Mr. Su Hui, if I may be frank, the doubts you have raised are also my doubts.”

"Aren't you all... also travelers from another world?"

In her view, the undisguised legendary-level aura emanating from Su Hui was proof that he did not belong to this world.

In this apocalyptic world, Su Hui and the people around him are so powerful and special that they are out of place among the survivors of this world.

This world, before being corrupted by the dimensional demon god, was merely a modern technological world, and it was impossible for a powerful being like Su Hui to have been born there.

To know,

The main world has only been in a state of doomsday for a few months.

How is it possible for someone to go from an ordinary person to a legendary powerhouse in just a few months!

This is a complete joke.

But Su Hui, who possesses the system, is just that unreasonable!

Before Su Hui could speak, Merlin, who had been sitting quietly to the side, suddenly spoke, her soft yet ethereal voice ringing out.

"Ms. Ziegler, you may have misunderstood."

Merlin, who had maintained a dignified demeanor, gracefully adjusted the hem of her lace-trimmed skirt, her blood-red pupils gleaming with a mysterious light in the fireplace glow.

“Apart from me, everyone here, including Lord Su Hui, is a native of this world.”

Upon hearing this, Angela's pupils suddenly contracted.

The gentle smile on her face could no longer be maintained, replaced by an incredulous shock.

Aboriginal people?

A native human not only broke through the boundaries of the extraordinary, but also stepped into a legendary realm that even she had to face?

how can that be!

According to her analysis of the rules of this world, there is a clear upper limit to the level of life here, and the Holy Realm is the pinnacle that can be reached at this stage.

Legends are a concept belonging to another dimension.

A storm raged within her, and the way she looked at Su Hui completely changed.

It was no longer a scrutiny of a powerful visitor, but an extreme regard for an existence that had broken the rules of the world and represented "miracle" and "unknown".

What alarmed her even more was that almost all of his followers were powerful superhumans.

Especially the silver-haired girl in front of him who spoke; the energy fluctuations emanating from her body, though subtle, were terrifyingly pure. Her level was definitely no less than any peak Saint Realm expert, second only to the oppressive feeling Su Hui gave her.

Such a luxurious lineup is led by a native being from this world.

The implications of this are terrifying.

A brief silence fell over the living room, broken only by the crackling of the fire in the fireplace.

Angela took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in her heart, and quickly adjusted her emotions. The shock on her face was concealed, and she put on that gentle and kind smile again. However, behind the smile, there was a deep sense of apprehension.

"I see. I was presumptuous."

She stopped dwelling on the issue of identity and instead turned her attention to Claire.

“Since you’re here to find friends, I think we should grant Ms. Claire’s wish before answering your question.”

“Saran is on the farm. I’ll take you there to see her now.”

“Perfect timing. I’ll also take you on a tour of my ‘shelter’ along the way. This might answer some of your questions, Mr. Su Hui.”

This suggestion is reasonable, demonstrating her sincerity while cleverly avoiding a direct answer to the core issue.

"Alright."

Su Hui nodded, showing no intention of pressuring Angela, which was considered an agreement to her suggestion.

Angela rose gracefully, gestured to everyone, and then walked out of the living room first.

As she took her first steps, her pristine white combat uniform clung tightly to her mature and voluptuous body. With each step, her pert and full hips outlined a breathtaking curve, and the tight-fitting material accentuated the rhythm and beauty of a mature woman with every stride.

As the group walked out of the main building, they immediately attracted the attention of the other survivors on the farm.

The arrival of Su Hui and his group had already sparked much discussion among the farm's survivors, and now that Angela was personally leading them, their curiosity only grew.

The women who were working in the fields or resting on the lawn stopped what they were doing and looked at them with curiosity, awe, and a hint of wariness.

They whispered among themselves, discussing the group of powerful strangers who had suddenly arrived.

Su Hui's gaze swept over the various details of the farm.

The buildings here are not traditional wooden houses or brick houses, but modular buildings full of technology. The gaps between the pieces are perfectly fitted, clearly indicating that they were quickly assembled after being produced as a whole.

In the fields, besides humans, there were also some small agricultural machines operating automatically. Their shapes were simple and streamlined, and they seemed to be harmless tools, but Su Hui's legendary perception could easily analyze their internal structure—as long as the modules were replaced, these agricultural mechs could be transformed into defensive units with powerful firepower at any time.

What interests him even more are the survivors here.

Looking around, almost everyone there was a woman, of all skin colors and ages, from vibrant young girls to elegant women. Each of them maintained a good appearance, and there were even some women with outstanding looks and graceful figures.

The system's investigation feedback further confirmed his judgment: among these people, there were quite a few "fitters" with potential for B-level or even A-level.

This is a huge treasure trove of talent.

"My hometown was once a beautiful world, with highly advanced technology and people living in peace and contentment."

As Angela led the way, she calmly recounted her origins.

"However, that place was also invaded by dimensional demons. We fought hard but still could not survive, and in the end, the whole world was destroyed."

"After that, I wandered between dimensions. I grew tired of the endless wars and killings, and then I unexpectedly came to this world."

"After observing this 'singularity,' I used its unstable spatial energy, combined with the technology of our world, to build this small 'sanctuary,' hoping to preserve a pure land that can be called 'home' for those innocent souls."

Her voice carried a hint of melancholy, and sounded incredibly sincere.

"Is this energy shield constructed using the energy source of the singularity? It's incredibly sophisticated technology."

Merlin looked up at the invisible protective shield, his blood-red pupils flashing with inquiry, and asked Angela a question.

"Yes, this energy shield is built on an environmental modification system."

In response to Merlin's curiosity about the invisible shield, Angela patiently explained, "It can stabilize the spatial energy spilling from the singularity, converting it into thermal and biological energy, reversing the local environmental entropy value, and thus creating this habitable area."

"As for these modification technologies..."

She looked at Su Hui and replied frankly, "They all come from the base manufacturing platform that I carry with me. As long as there is enough energy and basic materials, they can be produced continuously."

Can this manufacturing platform be replicated and reused?

Upon hearing Angela's story, Su Hui's eyes lit up.

"of course can."

Angela clearly understood Su Hui's thoughts and nodded in reply, "This was originally created by us to terraform planets; everything is for the purpose of creating a better living environment."

Afterwards, Angela described to Su Hui and the others the super technologies she possessed and their functions, occasionally pointing out and introducing the machinery on the farm.

During the conversation,

The group quickly arrived at the other side of the farm.

Not far away, a small agricultural mechanized machine was turning over the soil, its movements smooth and efficient.

Inside the mech's cockpit, a familiar figure came into Claire's view.

She had dazzling long golden hair, neatly tied into a high ponytail, which swayed gently with the movement of the mecha. Sweat soaked a few strands of hair on her forehead, which slid down her well-defined cheeks.