I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 670 The Zombie Nation in the Apocalypse (48 chapters)
At this critical moment of life and death, infighting broke out among the people on the top floor.

The guests continued to press the members of Night Owl for answers.

"Does your rebellious empress think she can escape by not showing herself? I have a hundred ways to find her, and then I will make sure you all die without a burial place!"

"I didn't see any sign of that empress. Did she escape in the chaos? Is there some secret passage here?"

Suddenly, someone mentioned the secret passage, and hope was rekindled in everyone's hearts.

They began to press closer, trying to get answers from the people at the base.

But these were just ordinary members; how could they possibly know the whereabouts of the base's highest leader?

They answered truthfully.

"Our direct superiors are all dead. Sharp Tiger, Hungry Eagle, and Gray Wolf, three of the Four Heavenly Kings have turned into zombies."

We just saw them, but we truly have no idea where the Rebel Queen is.

One of the hot-tempered guests immediately rushed forward.

"Damn it, so you didn't know! So you didn't know anything! You should just die!"

The member was caught off guard and was pinned to the ground, where the guest punched him repeatedly in the head.

Finally, the members could no longer hold back and picked up their weapons, aiming them at the guests to fire.

But before he could fire, the guest's bodyguard struck first, hitting him in the forehead.

The member died with his eyes wide open, without even uttering a cry of pain.

All the Night Owl members standing behind immediately raised their weapons and assumed a defensive stance.

The guests on the other side were also eyeing the other side covetously. Their bodyguards, not to be outdone, also protected their masters behind them and took out their weapons to confront them.

The zombies outside the door were howling, and the zombies in the open square were gathering.

The brightly lit sixth floor was the only space where a large number of humans were still alive. However, they quickly split into two factions, and the situation escalated into a heated confrontation.

The guests, who had just been angry and desperate, straightened their disheveled clothes and immediately became serious and arrogant.

"Heh, I knew it. Is your base leader trying to use this method to threaten us and demand supplies?"

"So this was your conspiracy."

"Supplies, status, wealth, weapons, personnel—I can give you whatever you want. But I command you, now! Immediately! Take us away from here! Otherwise, you won't get a single thing."

"All conditions are negotiable, but I warn you, don't go too far. Many people have already died downstairs. If this continues, your base will be in trouble."

The base members on the other side, armed with guns, were completely bewildered.

They did not receive any instructions from their superiors. All of this is true. Why is the other side still suspecting that it is a conspiracy?

No matter what dire straits they find themselves in, these elites can always find countless reasons to retreat.

The base members admired his confidence.

Just as the base members were about to explain something, applause suddenly came from the corner.

Everyone looked over.

There were two people standing at the doorway between the fifth and sixth floors.

The one clapping was a woman, wearing a black, halter-neck, asymmetrical long dress. People recognized her as the woman who had sat next to the Rebel Queen that evening.

However, the person standing next to her was not the Rebellious Empress, but a man.

The man was dressed in an ordinary suit, just like an ordinary visitor.

But his appearance was anything but ordinary: silver hair, deep, ink-black eyes, exquisitely detailed facial features, and a tall, slender figure.

In this chaotic environment, everyone's clothes were disheveled and their bodies were covered in filth from running for their lives. But these two people were clean and tidy, making them seem so out of place.

Upon seeing this unfamiliar man, everyone felt puzzled. His striking hair color and dazzlingly handsome face left a deep impression on everyone.

But from the start of the banquet until he fled to the sixth floor, not a single person remembered his presence.

However, compared to the handsome man, everyone was clearly more interested in the woman beside him.

Immediately, someone pointed at Yu Muhuai and shouted.

"It's her! She's always been by the Empress's side! She definitely knows where the Empress is!"

"Where is the Rebellious Empress? Tell her to come out and talk to us. Let her say what she wants. So many guests have already died; this is going too far!"

Yu Muhuai listened patiently to a few questions, then turned his head to glance at Luo Ji beside him.

"See? Even in a life-or-death situation like this, these people still distrust each other, split into factions, and engage in all sorts of backstabbing and intrigue."

Seeing that the woman did not answer their questions but instead said some inexplicable things, the people present became dissatisfied and started cursing and making all sorts of threats.

They even took a few steps forward, as if they were about to use force at any moment.

Yu Muhuai shrugged helplessly, then smiled mockingly.

"Luo Ji, they want to see the Rebel Empress. Should we let them have a look?"

Luo Ji looked down at his suit, frowned in dissatisfaction, and muttered a complaint.

"This outfit will tear."

But when he saw the look Yu Muhuai gave him, he still sighed helplessly.

"Okay, okay, but forget about my body. I don't want to be running around naked later."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than everyone witnessed a scene that shattered their understanding.

The handsome man in front of her suddenly transformed into a voluptuous, rebellious empress!
However, only his head changed; his body remained the same.

Everyone was frightened by the bizarre scene and took a few steps back.

Some people were so surprised that their hands trembled and they dropped their weapons on the ground.

Some people screamed in terror, while others retreated directly to the window, mistaking the deformed man for a demon.

Soon, Loki returned to its original form.

He was still that handsome man.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone around them reacted the same way, everyone present would have thought it was a hallucination.

Faced with the group's terrified reaction, Luo Ji remained expressionless, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

A trembling voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, asking a question with a hint of uncertainty.

"You, you, you are Lord Ghost God?"

Upon hearing his former title, Luo Ji finally reacted, glancing sideways at him.

The speaker is the host of tonight's banquet.

The thought that he was the one who claimed to have collected his bright red underwear made Luo Ji's lips twitch.

Yu Muhuai couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle to himself.

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