If it weren't for the apocalypse, they would only catch a glimpse of each other in the news and on the internet, perhaps just a silhouette at some banquet.
Even if the apocalypse stripped away layer after layer of her aura, she remained the center of admiration at these elite banquets.
Although she was simply numbered as 426 in the special operations unit, with many present ranked higher, she was the deputy commander.
In front of Second Tier Zhao Kuo, they dared not utter a word, yet she dared to mock and criticize him.
Background is background, and even if she didn't use it, nobody dared pretend it didn't exist.
And such an unattainable woman actually bowed her head to a man.
With the humblest attitude, she begged for a chance to live.
The people vaguely understood something.
Perhaps this was the true apocalypse, where "the strong" under the old order could no longer exert absolute control over those below.
The age of money and power had passed.
