Rise of the Wasteland in Cultivation

Unlike gene-enhancing drugs, berserker drugs only stimulate the body's potential through their medicinal properties, allowing people to unleash powerful energy in a very short time without feeling pain or fear of injury.

However, the side effects of this stuff are also obvious. It makes people lose their minds, unable to distinguish friend from foe, and only has the instinct to kill. Moreover, the effects of the drug can only last for about a minute. Once the effects wear off, they can only be slaughtered at will.

Furthermore, the berserk potion causes significant damage to the body, taking at least ten days to recover, and may even shorten lifespan. Therefore, it is generally not used unless absolutely necessary in a life-or-death situation, and it is also quite expensive, costing 300 contribution points per dose.

After the black bear was injected with the berserk drug, his body rapidly swelled up a lot. He was already a strong man who grew horizontally, and now his size was even larger. His eyes were bloodshot, and he really looked like a ferocious bear.

The bullets fired by the Jialing motorcycle brothers hit the black bear. Although blood splattered everywhere, the black bear seemed completely unaware, and its injured thigh regained its mobility.

--roar!

With a roar, the black bear leaped high into the air and landed like a cannonball in front of the younger brother of the Jialing motorcycle brothers. It reached out with both hands, grabbed the latter's arms, and with a powerful tug, tore the man in two.

Hot blood, mixed with internal organs, gushed out. Tsk tsk, the horrifying scene—it scared the Jialing motorcycle driver so much he peed his pants!

--roar!

The black bear roared again, raising the two halves of the carcass high and letting the blood splatter onto its head and face.

The guy on the Jialing motorcycle finally snapped out of his panic, hurriedly jumped onto the motorcycle, started the engine, put it in gear, and twisted the throttle to the floor to speed away. But he was probably too nervous and crashed headfirst into a wrecked car and fell over!

--roar!

The black bear roared furiously, threw away the two halves of the carcass in its hands, and pounced on the Jialing motorcycle brother in three strides. The latter was so frightened that it scrambled and crawled under a car.

The black bear, supporting the car chassis with both hands, actually flipped the car over. Then it raised its foot and stomped on the stomach of the Jialing motorcycle. If that stomp landed, the motorcycle would surely suffer a ruptured intestine.

--boom!

At this critical moment, the guy on the Jialing motorcycle fired a shot. The shot was very accurate, hitting his right eye and the bullet went through his brain.

The black bear's body stiffened, then deflated like a punctured balloon, its shape rapidly shrinking back to its original form before collapsing with a thud.

The man on the Jialing motorcycle, having survived the ordeal, was overjoyed, though still shaken. He got up, kicked the bear's carcass, spat, and cursed, "You stinking bear, keep going!"

Then, in retaliation, he dismembered the black bear into eight pieces. Only then did the Jialing motorcycle brother pick up the buck-toothed man's M4 submachine gun, check it over, and find that it was still usable and the magazine was full.

This shows that before Bucktooth was blown up, not a single shot was fired. Tsk tsk, Leng San is quite something, he actually killed Bucktooth and injured Black Bear right from the start!

"Looks like Viper has met its match this time!" the Jialing motorcycle driver thought to himself as he cautiously made his way upstairs.

Soon, the bodies of the twin one-eyed sisters were found on the stairs between the fourth and fifth floors. Both of them had bullet holes in their chests and were already cold.

Brother Jialing Motorcycle couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. Leng San had actually taken down three members of the Viper Group and injured one of them while fighting five against one. That was too powerful! It seemed that Viper himself was also in grave danger.

He picked up the shotgun and crossbow from the ground and continued to tiptoe up the stairs.

"Hey, Viper is dead too!" The Jialing motorcycle driver found Viper's corpse in the lobby on the fifth floor. A dagger was stuck in his forehead, and he was definitely dead.

Leng San collapsed next to the viper, his lips turning blue and his body stiff and rigid, likely from being poisoned by the viper's venom.

Brother Jialing Motorcycle couldn't help but laugh out loud. Leng San and Viper had actually died together! No wonder there was no commotion. Hehe, we've struck it rich this time!

--boom!

A powerful gunshot rang out, abruptly ending the laughter of the Jialing motorcycle driver. His head exploded like a watermelon, and his body crashed to the ground.

At this moment, Leng San, who had been stiff all over, slowly sat up, revealing the "Desert Eagle" pistol hidden under his sleeve. This thing was extremely powerful; one shot blew the top of Jialing Motorcycle Brother's head off.

This Desert Eagle was originally Viper's weapon. When that guy rushed up to the fifth floor and kicked the door, he was shot in the left shoulder by Leng San, and the Desert Eagle in his hand fell to the doorway.

Just now, when Leng San was circulating his internal energy to expel the poison, he heard the sound of a motorcycle downstairs. He immediately stopped circulating his internal energy, picked up the Desert Eagle for self-defense, and then when the Jialing motorcycle rider sneaked upstairs, he simply pretended to be dead and shot him dead.

However, Leng San's condition was also very bad at this time. His spiritual power was too weak to force out the viper's venom. He could only suppress it temporarily and delay the onset of the poison. Without an antidote, he would eventually die from the poison.

Leng San leaned against the wall to rest for a while. Seeing that the sun was already setting and night would fall in two hours, he struggled to get up, but then felt dizzy and fell to the ground unconscious.

After an unknown amount of time, Leng San suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if his soul had been severely burned, and he was immediately jolted awake from his unconsciousness.

Leng San looked around blankly and saw the last rays of the setting sun slowly disappearing on the balcony. Night fell silently!

It's dark!

An invisible fear involuntarily welled up from the bottom of Leng San's heart. It was not the transmigrator Leng Shan, but the original Leng San, stemming from this body's deep fear of the night.

Leng San is eleven years old this year. He was born nine years after the nuclear war. He has lived in Camp C-361 since birth. From the time he can remember, his parents have always warned him that he must return to the camp as soon as night falls and must never sleep in the wild, especially in the ruins of the city.

Leng San always kept his parents' teachings in mind, and it was during that time that his fear of the dark was sown. Until one day, the sun set and night fell, and his parents, who had gone out to scavenge, never returned. Leng San worried and was terrified all night, and his fear of the dark became ingrained in his very bones.

After that night, his parents never returned, and Leng San became an orphan. Fortunately, his parents had planned ahead and saved every penny, depositing three hundred contribution points into Leng San's alliance account.

Leng San survived on these savings, and with the help of running errands and doing odd jobs at the camp, he barely managed to avoid starving. It wasn't until he was nine years old that, thanks to his hearing advantage, he finally joined Brother Leopard's scavenging team.

Even now, Leng San's fear of the dark remains deeply ingrained, and he has never spent the night outside the camp. But tonight, he has no choice but to spend the night outside the camp.

Fir Tree loathed this feeling of fear, but having inherited all the memories of the original owner of the body, Leng San, he naturally inherited this fear of the dark as well.

By this time, it was completely dark, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. The roars of the zombies gradually became more lively, along with the strange cries of various mutated beasts, which were quite eerie.

At night, the city ruins are their domain, while during the day they mostly hide in dark places such as subways, air-raid shelters, and basements. But at night, they all come out like wild animals.

Hearing the roars that rose and fell, Leng San felt a chill run down his spine. Even if he wasn't poisoned, if he encountered a mutated zombie, he would basically lose his life.

Fortunately, Leng San's nuclear detector watch had a light function. Using the faint light from the watch, he quickly climbed the stairs to the top floor and locked the iron door from the inside.

There happened to be a stainless steel water tank on the top floor, which should be used for residential water storage. Although it is supposed to be stainless steel, it has been corroded by acid rain and is covered with rust.

Leng San quietly opened the lid of the water tank and found it to be quite dry inside. He quickly crawled inside and closed the lid, leaving only a small gap for ventilation.

roar roar...

The zombies' cries grew louder and louder, along with the mournful howls of mutated beasts. The commotion was as lively as a marketplace, and it was impossible to tell how many zombies there were.

Suddenly, Leng San heard the sound of wings flapping, as if something had landed nearby. The stainless steel water tank was pecked a few times by something, making a "clanging" sound.

Leng San felt a chill run down his spine and curled up at the bottom of the box, not daring to move. After a while, there was another sound of flapping wings, and the thing seemed to have flown away.

Leng San finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the dizziness returned. The poison was taking effect, and his meager spiritual power was about to be unable to suppress the viper's venom.

Leng San knew that if he fainted again, he might not wake up again. He gritted his teeth, took out the second-tier gene enhancement potion from his backpack, and injected it into his arm without hesitation.

Leng San had just received a first-stage gene enhancement injection yesterday, and he was not allowed to receive another injection within a month because his body was not yet stable and he was prone to bursting.

But Leng San can't care about anything else now. He has to take a gamble, because if he doesn't, he will also die from the poison!

Once the second-tier gene enhancement drug was injected into the body, an extremely violent power instantly erupted, several times more violent than the first-tier one.

Leng San felt as if his body was about to explode. He gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on, blood seeping from his eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and from the capillaries throughout his body...

C-361 Battalion.

The camp gates were already closed. Leng San hadn't returned to camp, nor had the Viper Squad, and even the Jialing Motorcycle Brothers hadn't returned.

For a time, the scavengers had all sorts of guesses, but no one guessed that it was Leng San who wiped out the Viper Squad and the Jialing Motorcycle Brothers.

Chenxi had changed into men's clothing and seemed to have taken a bath; her skin was fair and glowing. She curled up in the corner, hugging a pillow, staring blankly at the door of the shipping container. She had been staring at it for several hours, from afternoon until nightfall, as if expecting something, waiting for something.