Chapter 8 The Base's Mistress, Missyco

On the 17th day of the zombie virus outbreak, 60% of the country was affected, with 85% of the affected cities being third-tier cities or above.

Far from the bustling city of S, in the vast countryside, stands an abandoned prison converted from a factory.

Two years ago, the abandoned prison was bought by a mysterious overseas Chinese tycoon and turned into a private entertainment asset.

Now, however, it is the last paradise that ordinary survivors of the apocalypse dream of.

If you want to come in and waste your days eating, drinking, and having fun, that's fine. But if you want to stay long-term and become a member, or even develop ambitions to occupy the country, we'll send you weapons on your way.

After several bloody gunfights, no one dared to underestimate this abandoned prison, which was comparable to a military base, and they were even more terrified of the bigwigs behind it.

It's said that the mastermind behind it all is a beautiful woman in her early thirties. Beneath her stunningly beautiful mixed-race appearance lies a heart more ruthless than a venomous snake, and her long, slender hands, naturally suited for playing the piano, always seem to be toying with a bloodstained pistol. The ever-pointing muzzle breathes a chilling, metallic scent, silently hunting down any who might covet it.

Actually, it's not impossible to become one of them, as long as you can meet the conditions set by the big boss.

However, whether before or after the apocalypse, no matter who comes or how many people there are, there will always only be two people who can satisfy you: a dead person and a useless person.

This seemingly cursed conclusion was shattered by a young woman with a little girl.

"Li Nai, starting today, you are in charge of the cleanliness of the casino and the video game arcade."

He tossed a set of cleaning tools into his arms.

The male manager in the lobby across the street was like a passionate music conductor, waving his hands in circles.

The stubby fingers swept across the glittering traditional casino on the first floor, then moved to the colorful video game arcade on the second floor.

Finally, the camera pointed to the dumbfounded Li Nai.

What?! Me? All by myself, responsible for cleaning two floors?!

I blinked and almost fainted.

The lobby manager, still brimming with enthusiasm after his pep talk, began to discuss the local culture and grand ambitions for the future.

Li Nai's eyes gradually became vacant.

Hey, that's enough. Don't get so worked up. People who don't know better might think I'm handing over control of the casino and arcade.

Afterwards, the male manager, with his beer belly protruding and his fat buttocks swaying, walked away, the gun handle at his waist swinging with his movements.

The drowsy Li Nai immediately snapped to attention upon seeing this, respectfully picked up a broom and swept the playing cards on the red carpet twice, then bowed in a standard farewell gesture and shouted, "Don't worry! I will never let you down! Steward Wang, please take care."

I glanced up and secretly confirmed that the other person had disappeared through the gate.

The broom, which had been sweeping away the dust, stopped abruptly. Looking at the awful casino that looked like a two-hundred-meter loop, anger instantly surged from his heart to his head.

"Scan, scan, scan! I'll scan your big head, you big devil!"

He swung the broom high and slammed it onto the gambling table.

She overturned the chair and kicked the table legs, baring her teeth and claws.

"They're going to rebel!!!"

Suddenly, Manager Wang roared furiously from behind.

Mother, when did they return?

Li Nai quickly lifted the chair, picked up a broom, and pretended to be an amnesiac deaf-mute, sweeping further and further away.

After a busy morning, Li Nai pushed a garbage cart as tall as herself toward the gate.

Just as I reached the door, I bumped into two fragrant beauties.

The garbage on the mountain collapsed and scattered all over the ground.

"Ouch, my skirt! Who's been watching me?"

Ugh, my trash. Who's been blind?

Their eyes met in anger.

Li Nai was defeated.

The unlucky ones are Aunt Hong's girls. Sigh, another one you shouldn't mess with.

"Pretty ladies, what's the rush?" Li Nai grinned slyly.

It would have been better not to ask. But once the question was asked, the long-legged woman with the dirty skirt revealed a murderous look in her eyes, and opened her exquisitely painted red lips as if to spit at someone.

Suddenly, her companion tugged at her arm, urging the long-legged woman, "Alright, let's go back and change our clothes. The big boss has already gotten off the plane, and there's no time to catch up."

The long-legged woman angrily lifted her skirt and ran back.

"Pretty sister, are you saying our big boss is back from his business trip?" Li Nai turned to ask the voluptuous woman.

"Yeah. I'm not going to say anything more."

The voluptuous woman hurriedly ran towards another door, behind which a long corridor led directly to the adjacent dance hall.

Misico is back!

Li Nai squatted down and happily picked up the trash scattered around him.

During this time, she couldn't eat or sleep well, worrying day and night that the second "evil woman" might have lost her affection for the little host after being away for ten days. Now that Misi is back, Aunt Hong will definitely be there, and the little host who follows Aunt Hong around can be carried over and have his presence firmly established.

Li Nai hummed a slightly off-key tune.

The speed at which I picked up trash increased without me even realizing it.

"Oh, you're about to fall out of favor, and you're still so happy?"

The long-legged woman reappeared at the gate, now dressed in a shimmering black dress.

Li Nai looked up at her with a puzzled expression.

"What a big idiot. He doesn't know, does he? The big boss came back this time with a woman in his arms. They say all the girls in our group combined aren't as pretty as her."

Li Nai turned her head to look at the person from a different angle, her clear, foolish eyes remaining unchanged.

The long-legged woman rolled her eyes in anger, ignored her, and turned to run towards the door leading to the dance hall.

Out of favor? A new woman?

Out of favor?!

Oh no! My little host is about to fall out of favor?!

He tossed the trash bags aside: "No, I have to bend down and see just how beautiful this woman is."

His bright eyes suddenly froze.

Li Nai's consciousness plunged into the grayish-white chaos and entered a small body container.

Li Nai remained standing there like a wooden statue.

Manager Wang returned to supervise Li Nai before his lunch break. Before he even entered the gate, he saw Li Nai standing ramrod straight with scattered trash on the ground.

"Li Nai, are you spacing out? Don't you see all this trash?"

Manager Wang stormed up to them, raising his hand to point and hurl insults.

Li Nai's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to grab her fingers and twist them backward.

"Ahhh!"

Manager Wang shouted in a hoarse voice, and seeing that he couldn't break free of her fingers, he immediately pulled out his pistol from his waist to intimidate "Li Nai." "Let go!"

Li Nai's eyes shifted to the gun in his hand, she released her grip, snatched the gun in a flash, and pointed it at him instead.

"Hey, hey, don't be impulsive."

Manager Wang raised both hands, immediately regretting that he had forgotten Brother Liang's instructions.

This woman is no ordinary person, both to the boss and to the woman herself. Without clear instructions, she must not be alerted, including through violence or intimidation.

After a few seconds of gun standoff, he flipped his hand and handed the gun back to him.

A strand of oily bangs slipped down his forehead. Manager Wang didn't bother to wipe his hair back; he quickly took the gun and tucked it into the holster at his waist.

"Hey, keep up the good work, you can clean up after your lunch break."

Manager Wang observed Li Nai's face and saw that the other party obediently squatted down to pick up the trash. His hands were so fast that they left afterimages. In the blink of an eye, he packed up three trash bags, grabbed them, and casually threw them behind him. One bag was stacked on top of the other and piled steadily on the cart.

Manager Wang watched her retreating figure and sincerely admired her; she was truly a capable worker.

"Let's sweep the hallway this afternoon too."

On the other end, Li Nai suddenly sneezed loudly, a long snot trailing down her small, fleshy nose.

"Look how cute Mimi's sneeze is."

A woman with wavy hair made a joke, which made a group of beautiful women around her laugh.

Suddenly, a thin, old hand reached out in front of her face. The back of the hand was dotted with a few brown age spots. The palm of the hand held a clean white tissue and gently pinched her small nose so she could blow her nose.

Li Nai turned Mimi's chubby little face, letting Aunt Hong do as she pleased, her big grape-like eyes blinking obediently.

The woman holding her was probably sixty years old, with a trendy, fluffy red short haircut and a face that, despite heavy makeup, couldn't hide the signs of aging. She still retained her charm, and her eyes, sparkling like diamonds, held a hint of arrogance, revealing that she had been a fiery beauty in her youth.

"Hey, here I am."

Someone in the group of beautiful women shouted.

Li Nai turned to look at the gate.

Two steel doors, incongruous with the style of a nightclub and resembling a prison, slowly rose.

A dozen or so legs were exposed, with the pair in the middle walking in front having the longest legs. Beneath the flowing black suit trousers were a pair of five-centimeter stiletto heels and pointed black leather shoes. The skin on the bare instep was fair and thin, with a few slightly protruding bluish-purple veins winding through the wet bloodstains.

The tall iron gate was already two-thirds raised, revealing the people waiting outside.

The woman leading the group was 1.8 meters tall. She wore a wide-shouldered, fitted suit jacket and had a graceful figure like a model. Her hands, clad in leather gloves, hung naturally at her sides.

Didn't he say he was coming back with a beautiful woman?

Li Nai noticed that the leading woman's hands were empty. Looking around at her subordinates, he saw both men and women, whose appearances were very different, but all of them exuded murderous intent and had bloodthirsty and dangerous eyes. As for the beautiful woman, she wasn't even in this pack of wolves.

Hmm? The man to Missy's right is quite handsome, and he looks like a high-level elite against the backdrop of a group of fierce people. However, his upturned lips look a bit roguish, and he looks somewhat familiar.

I don't really like it.

Before the door, which was being raised, had stopped moving upwards, they swarmed in, their imposing presence resembling a scene from a movie where negotiations had failed and a violent fight had ensued.

It was midday in September, and the intense sunlight was bright and piercing.

Li Nai squinted his grape-like eyes. The woman leading the group had long, slightly wavy, golden-brown hair that flowed gracefully, the ends of which bounced gently as she walked. Sunlight streamed through her hair, casting a golden glow that blurred his vision, allowing him to see only her narrow, slender outline. Beneath the shadow of her pointed nose, her pale red lips were slightly downturned.

Li Nai shook her short legs, wanting to get down.

With so many people welcoming her, if this little girl wants to be the first to attract attention, she has to take the initiative.

Aunt Hong couldn't hold her and put her on the ground.

Ignoring his fierce subordinates, Li Nai took small steps, quacking like a little yellow duck, and rushed towards the leading woman, the true owner of the base—Misik.

I don't know if the other person's legs were too long, or if she'd been eating too well here lately and couldn't run anymore, but I only remember running about ten steps when I bumped into the woman's knee and fell backward onto my butt.

Li Nai was stunned by the impact, raising her chubby little face to stare blankly at the woman who had lowered her head.

Those eyes, blurred by the light, were now incredibly clear and profound. They had the brow bones and eye sockets of a Western Caucasian, yet possessed a deep, reserved gaze unique to the Chinese.

Li Nai felt inexplicably timid.

"Welcome back, boss."

The group of women shouted in unison.

The woman above her still looked down at her with her deep eyes.

It seems she hasn't forgotten; she ignores those women.

"Boss, hello~"

Li Nai spoke in a childish, coquettish voice.

Pfft.

A man's suppressed laughter came from the upper right corner.

Li Nai glanced at him and saw it was that scoundrel pretending to be a high-class elite.

What's so funny?!

Li Nai withdrew her gaze, put on what she considered her cutest and most adorable smile, and reached out her arms to Misi Ke for a hug.

However, Missy was the first to look away, turning to Aunt Hong, her long legs darting around to avoid Li Nai's chubby little arms.

Missy and Aunt Hong chatted intimately.

Below them, the softest and cutest smiling face froze.

What does this mean? Has this woman really forgotten about our host?

Li Nai couldn't help but pout, feeling wronged.

"Oh, my sweetie. Uncle will hug you."

A shadow fell over my head, and the scent of men's cologne, mixed with the stench of blood, assaulted my senses.

A pair of large, iron hands gripped her arms under her armpits and lifted her up.

"No, Uncle stinks, he stinks terribly."

Get the hell out of here!

Li Nai struggled wildly, swinging her legs like a fish just pulled out of the water.

The man's starry eyes sparkled as he deliberately leaned closer. "My little darling smells good, Uncle likes it."

As the large, rough face was about to come close, Li Nai hurriedly raised her foot and kicked the man's chin.

Despite her small feet, she kicked a man's face crooked.

The two are locked in a stalemate, one large and one small.

Suddenly, Mishiko turned around and said, "Ah Liang, come with us. Everyone else, disperse. Those who need to rest, rest; those who need to prepare, prepare."

At his command, everyone respectfully bid farewell to Mishiko.

The man put down the baby he was holding and followed Missy and Aunt Hong toward another door.

The three of them stepped onto the long corridor with its stained glass floor.

Missy suddenly stopped and stared at a woman in a gray hotel cleaning uniform, who was mopping the floor with a blank expression.

Aunt Hong glanced at Misiko and saw that the other woman's lips, which had been pursed since she got off the plane, suddenly turned upwards, and a smile with an unknown meaning vanished in an instant.

"Go to my office."

After finishing speaking, Misiko led the two of them in the other direction of the corridor.

The dance hall was empty after everyone left. Li Nai sent away the young lady who was keeping her company.

She wanted some peace and quiet.

Li Nai stood on one leg, supporting herself on the back of the chair, looking like a pitiful little adult who had suffered a lot of heartbreak.

"That damn foreign woman, what a heartless slut who falls in love with every girl she sees. Before she left, she was all smiles calling her 'Little Rice Grain,' but as soon as she came back, she turned her back on her. And that jerk of a man, daring to laugh at a little kid in public, what a disrespectful act for an elder."

Li Nai thought of the man's face, and of Misike calling out "A-Liang." A vague sense of familiarity washed over her. Could she have seen it in the character information in the romance guide?

"System, retrieve the data on Villain No. 2."

Her childish voice, neither too loud nor too soft, was perfectly clear in the deserted dance hall.

Although her physical body is integrated with the system, allowing her to directly access all information without any extra steps, she is currently possessing the host's body, essentially acting as another consciousness of the host. Simply put, she is the host at this moment, not the system.

Hidden data popped up before my eyes. I quickly swiped to the relationship network under the "present" time period and sure enough, I saw Ah Liang's name.

A new interface pops up.

[Misike first met A-Liang when she was seventeen. Their several life-or-death experiences together forged a bond of trust, after which A-Liang followed her closely. Their relationship was closer than that of siblings, but A-Liang, the younger brother, never truly acknowledged this sibling bond.]

Li Nai glanced at the dark gray detailed history that Misi couldn't access. It showed insufficient trust points.

No need to rush, no need to rush, let's go eat first.

"System shut down."

Li Nai excitedly ran off to find the young lady.

Completely unaware, a woman was hiding in a dark corner of the second-floor balcony-style lounge above them.

"Xiaomi, do you also have a system? Or is it someone else?"

The woman leaned against the railing, her chin resting on her hand, her slender fingers lifting a strand of long, black, silky hair. Her fingers slowly slid down, and a single strand of hair split open. Mercury seeped from her fingernail, extending and solidifying into a thin, silver blade. With a flick of her fingertip, the split tip gently drifted away.

"This mission won't be too boring."

The woman's voice was as soft as a speck of dust in the shadows.