Apocalyptic Villain: Female Leads, Don't Even Think About Running

Ain't no Party like a Diddy party.

Reading with 1,000 baby oil.

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The others were also eager to join in.

If they couldn't win against the city lord, could they not outdrink him collectively?

The atmosphere in the cafeteria quickly heated up, with team members toasting and cheering as they pushed drinks toward Ye Zian.

As time passed and team members began to drop one by one, the outcome of the drinking contest became clear.

However, the result surprised everyone; even when combined, these little shrimp were no match for Ye Zian.

Now, the only ones left sitting at the table were Ye Zian and Zhao Wanrong, while the rest had already slumped over the table in drunken slumber.

Some team members with low alcohol tolerance were even dragging their companions into drunken ramblings.

Anna, who had been the most boisterous earlier, was now in the most exaggerated state, lying on her back on the floor, mumbling incoherently.

Zhao Wanrong looked at Ye Zian in astonishment, never expecting him to handle his alcohol so well, managing to down all the fortress members.

Of course, Ye Zian had his tricks; his high stamina allowed for rapid metabolism, meaning the alcohol entering his system was not fully absorbed before being expelled by the Chaos Yin-Yang Technique, granting him the ability to drink without getting drunk.

However, he still felt somewhat affected.

Stumbling slightly, Ye Zian approached Zhao Wanrong, noticing her slightly tipsy demeanor, which appeared especially enchanting under the light.

Zhao Wanrong shook her head to clear her thoughts, but Ye Zian roughly adjusted her head to face him.

The warmth of his breath mixed with the smell of alcohol left Zhao Wanrong's slightly dazed mind blank, her thoughts drifting away.

As Ye Zian moved closer, a moment of clarity flickered in Zhao Wanrong's mind; she struggled to push Ye Zian away, saying,

"It's impossible between us. I'm your elder and much older than you."

But Ye Zian brushed off her concerns, his fingers wandering over Zhao Wanrong's form as he coaxed,

"We have no blood relation; why can't it be possible?"

Seeing Zhao Wanrong hesitate, her body still resistant, Ye Zian leaned closer to her ear, whispering softly,

"Do you want to spend your life alone? Besides, I can get whatever I want."

He boldly pulled her closer.

Feeling Zhao Wanrong's ample figure against him, even Ye Zian couldn't help but be tempted; the Chaos Yin-Yang Technique made his bronze skin flush with warmth.

"Boss, Old Chen, are you done? It's my turn now."

Beside them, Anna, still dazed, clung to Ye Zian's leg to steady herself and managed to stand up.

Although her mind was foggy, she hadn't forgotten that tonight, she wanted Ye Zian to help her train.

What a diligent child.

Hearing Anna's voice snapped Zhao Wanrong back to her senses. Seizing the opportunity, she pushed Ye Zian away and stumbled out of the cafeteria, unsure of where she was going.

Watching Zhao Wanrong fade into the distance, Ye Zian didn't chase after her.

Her favorability had already risen to 90; it was only a matter of time before she would be his.

However, with Anna interrupting his moment, it seemed that tonight, Anna would take Zhao Wanrong's place in helping him train.

"Hey, Old Chen, didn't you just go out? Why are you still here? Was I seeing things just now?"

After standing up, Anna rubbed her eyes, confirming that the person beside her was indeed Chen Ruoxue, who was now blushing and slumped over the table.

With her drunken mind swirling, Anna called out to Chen Ruoxue, "Old Chen, come with us."

Anna woke Chen Ruoxue, who blinked her bleary eyes and, upon seeing Ye Zian's face, felt her awareness sharpen slightly.

Recalling Ye Zian's earlier words in the mall, her flushed cheeks deepened to a bright red.

Ye Zian wrapped his arms around Chen Ruoxue's slender waist, feeling the firmness of her abdomen. Even in a semi-drunken state, he could easily lift Chen Ruoxue and walk toward the door.

Behind, Anna swayed as she followed Ye Zian's steps toward the central villa area.

The central villa complex consisted of three buildings arranged in a T-shape, with the towering Tower of Babel behind them. The central building was naturally Ye Zian's residence, while the two flanking villas were the homes of the logistics and combat team leaders.

Ye Zian carried Chen Ruoxue to her residence and kicked the door open.

It was his first time in this villa, and the layout was similar to his own, except the living room was completely unfurnished, just an empty space.

As the living quarters for the combat team leader, this villa was often used for sparring sessions.

Following Chen Ruoxue's gaze, Ye Zian entered her bedroom. The room was simply decorated, with just a large bed and a few scattered pieces of furniture like tables and chairs.

Ye Zian slowly began to help Chen Ruoxue continue her training, enhancing her physical attributes.

Anna stared blankly at Ye Zian and Chen Ruoxue, the scene providing her with a massive shock.

She sobered up considerably.

So this was the way to enhance one's strength—constantly refining one's potential to improve.

Chen Ruoxue stabilized her dantian, her rapid breathing gradually calming down as Ye Zian concluded the training session.

...

Ye Zian looked over at Anna, who was the next candidate for training.

At this moment, Anna was feeling shy, no longer displaying her previous boldness. After a long pause, she finally spoke,

"I don't know anything about training; you can handle it however you see fit, boss."

"You don't know anything?"

Ye Zian found it laughable; Anna, as a foreign mercenary, shouldn't she be a seasoned veteran?

Perhaps noticing Ye Zian's confusion, Anna blushed and, in embarrassment, snapped,

"I started mercenary training at eight years old, and I'm only eighteen now. It's normal not to know; after all, this training method is unique to your country."

This was quite a pleasant surprise; Ye Zian hadn't expected someone as tall and strong as Anna to be only eighteen.

He couldn't help but marvel at how quickly foreigners matured.

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One had to admit, Anna had a racial talent; even if her attributes were significantly lower than Ye Zian's, she could still meet all his demands, diligently learning various training techniques.

The next morning, Ye Zian woke up early.

After the training, Anna felt her body full of strength and happily headed to the training room for her workout.

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