I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 660 The Zombie Nation in the Apocalypse (38 chapters)
In the eyes of Yao Weiping and others, those servile people who fawned like a pack of dogs were like people in slow motion, their every move magnified.

They kowtowed, tears streaming down their faces, uttering such inhuman words without any restraint.

The scenes from the Snow Wolf Base flashed through Yao Weiping and the others' minds, and their eyes were already icy cold.

Do they regret saving lives? They probably don't.

That's a sense of duty and mission.

But is my heart cold? My heart is very cold.

If they had to do it all over again, they would probably still choose to do the same thing.

Yao Weiping closed his eyes tightly, no longer wanting to look at that nauseating scene.

They are merely one of those struggling to survive in this chaotic end times.

It is but a drop in the ocean, a tiny speck in the vast land, the most insignificant and trivial existence.

The future has never been in the hands of these ordinary people.

But they were true to themselves from beginning to end.

As long as you can live with a clear conscience, a clear conscience before heaven and earth, and a clear conscience before the vows you made, then you will not have lived in vain!
Yao Weiping closed his eyes, finally calming his rapidly beating heart.

He opened his eyes only after his breathing had returned to normal.

At this moment, the people who had just fed the animals strolled over to the iron cage where Yao Weiping and the others were being held.

The leader rested his chin on his hand, tilting his head to sized up the group.

Thinking about how they had been so persistent and unwilling to take the food, he felt a surge of displeasure.

"Come on, beg for mercy, beg Grandpa to spare you, maybe Grandpa will take pity on you and let you go."

Knowing full well that this was impossible and that Yao Weiping and the others would never do it, the newcomers still wanted to break their spirits.

Because this is a pride I've never had before.

Sure enough, Yao Weiping turned his back, not wanting to look at those people at all.

Xiong Ziwei, with his fiery temper, couldn't stand it. He took a few steps forward, rushed to the iron cage, and spat at the men.

"Go to hell with your begging for mercy. You think you can make Grandpa beg for mercy? Keep dreaming."

Look at your shifty-eyed appearance. When your mother gave birth to you, she probably wanted to strangle you right then and there.

"It's such a shame your parents have to suffer to grow up like this. They'd be better off raising an animal than you! Hey!"

Several hot-tempered comrades, not to be outdone, rushed forward and spat at him one after another.

It seems they're competing to see who can spit out the most foul-smelling and the most accurate saliva.

One of the spitting sprayed into the eyes of the leader on the other side, who immediately clapped and cheered.

"Hahahaha, I'm the best! He tui!"

The men on the other side couldn't stand it. They wiped the spit off their faces and prepared to take out iron bars to beat him.

We can't kill people now, but we can always beat them up!

Just as the situation reached its climax, a furious shout suddenly came from outside the door.

"What are you all doing?"

The arrogant group recognized the voice and immediately turned to face the person, standing at attention and bowing with their right hands.

"King of the Serpents!"

Hongshe walked in, followed by several subordinates.

He arrived in front of the iron cage containing Yu Muhuai, and frowned as he looked at the scene before him.

"What are you all doing? Why is it so dirty?"

The leader immediately recounted what had just happened.

They thought Hongshe would be furious and immediately beat these people up, but to their surprise, the other party simply reached out and fired a shot.

However, after the gunshot, the one who fell was the person who had been leading the food distribution, still staring wide-eyed in disbelief.

Hong She didn't even flinch. After putting away the pistol, he coldly cursed, "Shut up."

He then looked around the floor inside the iron cage and questioned, "These people are reserved for distinguished guests, not for you to play with?"

Immediately, everyone around them knelt down.

Mao and the others were already kneeling, and now they were trembling all over and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

Only Yu Muhuai and others stood tall, maintaining their integrity and remaining steadfast.

The swan snake paid no attention to this.

He snorted and then asked, "You've taken this long to feed them and choose their people. Looks like you want to be added to the toys?"

"Heavenly King, spare me! Heavenly King, spare me! I was wrong, I won't do it again!"

Seeing this, Mao and his group followed suit, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Hongshe raised his chin and made a "hmm" sound from his nose, "How's the selection going?"

A man standing next to the dead leader said tremblingly, "We...we thought these troops were good; they were quite robust."

Hongshe glanced sideways at Yao Weiping and the others, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over Yu Muhuai.

"If you're still healthy, then save yourselves for last. If you put them up early, what's the point of playing later? Don't you even understand this basic principle?"

"What the Heavenly King says is true, what the Heavenly King says is right."

Hongshe walked slowly away from Yu Muhuai and headed towards the group of people kneeling and begging for mercy.

The dull thumping of his military boots sounded like deadly drumbeats striking the hearts of Mao and his comrades.

The group immediately broke out in a cold sweat, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, desperately hoping that the celestial serpent would stay away from them.

But fate had other plans; what seemed to be a harbinger of death finally came to an end at their doorstep.

"I think we should start with the person in this cage. The sight of them crying and struggling before they die is quite amusing."

As Hongshe spoke, he prepared to walk outside.

Completely ignoring the heart-wrenching pleas and cries coming from behind.

Just as he was about to reach the door, he suddenly turned back as if he had remembered something.

"King Hongshe, is there anything else you require?"

Hongshe turned its body to the side and looked in the direction of Yu Muhuai.

“Those people who refuse to kneel are quite interesting. Take them to Room Zero and lock them up. I want to see just how stubborn they can be.”

"Yes, my lord."

In that fleeting glance, Yu Muhuai saw Hong She—no, Luo Ji winked at her.

She lowered her head and looked down, concealing the smile in her eyes.

At 6 p.m., Yu Muhuai was taken out of cell number zero by himself.

Xiong Ziwei, Yang Qingxu, Zhang Jun, and the others were so anxious that they were about to fight Night Owl's men to the death.

Other comrades were also very excited, shouting, "Come at us if you have a problem!"

In the end, Xiong Ziwei and the other two were all hit on the head with the butt of a rifle and passed out.

The other comrades were also forced to retreat by gunfire.

Despite his comrades' desperate attempts to stop him, Yu Muhuai was still brought out.

She wanted to explain that she was fine and reassure her comrades.

But then she realized they would never believe her, so she shut up and stopped wasting her breath.

Seeing how obedient and well-behaved Yu Muhuai was, the people escorting her couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

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