Rise of the Wasteland in Cultivation

Leng San's return shocked the entire C-361 camp. Station Chief Xu of the supply depot naturally knew about it as well. However, when he saw Leng San carrying a large bundle of weapons into the supply depot, he couldn't help but be shocked. He only came to his senses after the latter threw the weapons in front of him and said with a bit of heartache, "Be careful, don't break them."

He immediately put on a beaming smile and added, "Brother San, you've struck it rich again today."

The day before yesterday, Old Xu called Leng San "Little Sanzi," but today he quickly changed his address to "Little Sange."

Leng Sanfen said decisively, "Let's calculate how many contribution points these are worth." He then emptied a large pile of miscellaneous items from his backpack.

For example, the viper's reverse bow knife, dagger, boots, belt, and even the one-eyed twin sisters' eye mask, bra, shoes, socks, and cosmetics.

Old Xu broke out in a cold sweat, then gave a thumbs-up and praised, "Brother San really knows how to manage money. Hmm, let me calculate it for you."

Old Xu was very skilled in his business and offered a fair price. He quickly calculated that all the items together were worth 8770 contribution points. Adding the 30 contribution points in Leng San's original account, the balance became 8800, a very auspicious number.

Old Xu glanced at Leng San's Desert Eagle pistol at his waist and asked with a smile, "Want to sell the Desert Eagle? Six hundred contribution points."

"I won't sell it, give me two boxes of bullets instead."

"Okay, but there's only one box left. It'll take a week to get more."

"Okay, let's start with one box. Also, give me two boxes of these submachine gun bullets, and two boxes of bullets for this little pistol as well." Leng San took out the submachine gun and the little pistol that his one-eyed twin sister You Dan had from his backpack.

This small pistol was very compact; he planned to keep it for Chenxi to use for self-defense.

Old Xu couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. Just how many weapons did this kid manage to steal?

After replenishing the required ammunition, Leng San's account balance became 8300 contribution points.

"Hey, are you selling that Jialing motorcycle? If not, remember to top it up with gas," Old Xu reminded him.

Leng San naturally wouldn't sell it. He had finally managed to get a means of transportation, which would make it much more convenient for him to go out scavenging. His activity radius would increase significantly, and his chances of finding good things would naturally increase as well.

However, the fuel tank of that Jialing motorcycle was basically full, and the auxiliary fuel tank at the back of the frame was also full, so the brothers must have just filled it up recently, so there was no need to refuel for the time being.

Seeing that Leng San didn't need to refuel, Lao Xu started enthusiastically recommending other things. However, Leng San ignored him and picked out more than a dozen cans of fruit and canned meat, three bottles of Grade A clean water, a small dining table, and two small stools from the shelf, spending more than 1000 contribution points.

Wow, this canned food is really expensive, more expensive than ammunition!

Old Xu grinned from ear to ear, because he received a percentage of the sales revenue for every item sold. Big spenders like Leng San, who spent money like water, were a rare sight in a Class C shelter.

Well, the scavengers living in the C-level shelter are generally reluctant to eat canned food, so the stock of canned food at Camp C-361 is not much, and most of it is collected by the scavengers outside and then sold to the supply station. Now it has been basically bought up by Leng San, it seems that some will need to be transferred from other camps, otherwise it won't be enough for Leng San's consumption.

Next, Leng San bought some daily necessities, leaving him with only 7050 contribution points in his account. Only then did he return home laden with bags and packages.

This move made the other scavengers extremely envious, but now no one dares to mess with Leng San anymore. This is the effect of making an example of him!

When Leng San returned to his residence, he opened the small dining table and stacked more than a dozen cans of food and three bottles of Grade A clean water on it.

Chenxi sat on the bed, hugging her pillow. Looking at the table full of canned goods, a rare look of joy appeared on her delicate face. She opened a can of yellow peaches and sat down on a small stool to eat them.

"What a spendthrift woman!" Leng San muttered to himself, but he didn't stop her. Instead, he sat opposite her and watched the little girl eat, feeling a sense of pride.

Chenxi ate very slowly, her bright red cherry lips making crunching noises as she chewed.

"If my sister were still alive, she would be about the same age as Chenxi, but she certainly wouldn't eat so politely." Leng San's eyes dimmed slightly as he thought of this.

As if sensing something, Chenxi looked up at Leng San. When she wasn't daydreaming, her eyes were really bright and lively, as if they could speak.

Leng San withdrew his gaze, took out some toothpaste, toothbrush, comb, mirror and other items from his backpack, and said, "I know you like to be clean, so I bought all of these for you. Use the toothpaste sparingly, it's quite expensive."

Chenxi ate with relish, seemingly oblivious to everything, and suddenly forked a piece of yellow peach and offered it to Leng San.

"Give it to me?" Leng San was a little flattered. After hesitating for a moment, he still took a bite. It was so sweet and crisp. Tsk tsk, the taste almost made Leng San swallow his tongue.

This isn't an exaggeration; it's Leng San's genuine feeling at this moment. Having survived on nutritional supplements since childhood, this was the first time he'd tasted fruit—even expired canned fruit—and the impact on his taste buds was undoubtedly a storm on his tongue!

It's so damn delicious!

Believe it or not, if someone hasn't eaten oily or meaty food for several years, even if you give them boiled fatty meat, they'll think it's a delicacy.

Leng San originally only wanted to try a small bite, but after that bite, he couldn't resist anymore and ate the whole peach in one bite.

Chenxi's eyes curved into crescents, as if she were smiling, yet also as if she weren't, and she forked another piece and handed it over.

Leng San swallowed hard, forcibly holding back his saliva. This stuff is really addictive if you eat too much of it. At this rate, even mountains of gold and silver wouldn't be enough.

"Sigh, you eat it, it's not very tasty!" Leng San shook his head and said.

Chenxi looked puzzled, seemed to think for a moment, and then put the yellow peach back into the canning jar.

Leng San asked curiously, "Why aren't you eating? I just don't like it. Why aren't you eating?"

Chenxi turned around, her back to Leng San, as if she were angry.

Leng San was gradually able to understand the little girl's emotions, and his heart warmed. He smiled and said, "Okay, don't be stubborn, I'll eat it too!" After saying that, he used a fork to pick up the piece of yellow peach from the can and ate it.

Chenxi then turned around and continued to enjoy her canned yellow peaches.

Leng San couldn't help but reach out and touch Chenxi's forehead. The little girl squinted her crescent-shaped eyes, seemingly enjoying it very much.

If the little girl was still wary of Leng San before last night, she has now clearly accepted him completely. This change is very subtle, and Leng San can't say why. Maybe... it's because of the dream he had last night!

Leng San recalled his dream last night, in which he saw Chenxi holding a pillow. When he returned to the camp gate, Chenxi was also holding a pillow. In that instant, the dream and reality seemed to overlap.

Is this just a coincidence? Or did the dawn really intrude into my dream last night?

Leng San shook his head, dismissing the absurd idea. He needed to take a shower; his scalp was itchy.

So, Leng San went to take a shower again!

It's rare to see a scavenger who showers every day, but if it's Leng San, then it's not surprising to other scavengers. This kid nowadays even eats expensive canned food, so what's a shower every day? It wouldn't be surprising if he went to see prostitutes for massages every day.

After taking a bath, Leng San returned to his residence, took a nap, and then began his daily cultivation.

Chenxi continued to release spiritual energy, and the rate of release seemed to have increased slightly compared to yesterday.

Leng San couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. If his guess was correct, Chenxi's purification ability was growth-oriented. In other words, Chenxi's purification ability would continue to improve. However, the key variable was age, or something else, which was unknown.

Well, physical condition should also be one of the variables. Chenxi didn't eat anything the night before last, but she ate something today. I guess her purification ability will be improved because she's full.

Thinking of this, Leng San made up his mind that he must make sure this little miss was well-fed before practicing his skills in the future. This is called everyone getting what they deserve, and everyone being well is truly good!

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That night, on the camp's watchtower, a biological detector was scanning the area within a 300-meter radius of the camp, while the guard on duty yawned boredly.

Most of the scavengers, exhausted from a day's work, had already fallen asleep, but some with excess energy would still seek out women to relieve their pent-up desires.

At this moment, a young man in his early twenties climbed off Tang Hao'er, pulled up his pants with a satisfied look, and prepared to leave.

Tang Hao'er grabbed him and said coquettishly, "Brother Chen, look at my face, that brat scratched it like this, how can you bear to see me being bullied?"

The young man rolled his eyes and said, "What else? You think I'll avenge you? I slept with you, it's not like I didn't pay you. The Viper Squad of the Cold Third Company was wiped out. I, Zhou Chen, am not stupid, why would I provoke them?"

A flash of embarrassment and anger crossed Tang Hao'er's face. She spat and said, "Pah, you spineless man! I always serve you with all my heart, and what do you do? When you're having fun, you're full of sweet talk, but when it comes to getting serious, you cower."

The young man scoffed, "Forget it, I've already paid, stop with the nonsense." With that, he turned to leave.

Tang Hao'er said sullenly, "Isn't your boss a second-tier gene-enhanced warrior? Is he also afraid of Leng San?"

Zhou Chen sneered, "It's not a matter of being afraid, it's a matter of whether it's worth it. With that kind of flesh and blood, even if we squeezed you dry, you wouldn't be worth our boss's attention. Don't even dream about it. I advise you not to think about revenge either. All five members of the Viper Group, plus the two Jialing brothers, have fallen to Leng San. What strength do you have to seek revenge?"

Tang Hao'er was momentarily speechless, then frowned and said, "So, that brat scratched my face for nothing?"

"What else?" Zhou Chen said, then patted his behind and left.

"Pah, they're all heartless cowards!" Tang Hao'er could only mutter under her breath before beckoning the next customer to come in and do his business.