Rise of the Wasteland in Cultivation

The fat man helped Ye Wenrou back to her residence, a separate storage room of about fourteen square meters, which was very clean and tidy, with all kinds of daily necessities neatly arranged. In addition to the bed, table and chairs, there was even a small bookshelf filled with various books. Next to the bookshelf was a small desk like those used by elementary school students, with a pen holder, a desk lamp and other items, as well as an open book.

It seems Ye Wenrou actually loves reading, which is quite rare among scavengers. Everyone is busy scavenging to make ends meet, living a precarious life every day. Who has the leisure or time to read? Even if they find some books while scavenging, they usually use them to start fires or wipe their bottoms.

The fat man helped Ye Wenrou sit down on the edge of the bed. She probably aggravated her wound, as her gentle eyebrows furrowed and she groaned softly while clutching her lower abdomen.

The fat man complained, "I told you to stay at Third Brother's place for a few more days, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're suffering!"

Ye Wenrou angrily punched the fat man's shoulder a few times, gritting her teeth as she punched, "Still talking! Still talking! Still talking!"

The fat man rubbed his shoulder dejectedly and said, "What's wrong? Did Third Brother offend you?"

Ye Wenrou sneered, "Xiao San didn't provoke me, it's you, you fatso, who did. It's true the boss spent a lot of money treating his injuries at the B-level shelter, but why are you bringing that up with Xiao San? We're already in a sorry state; we even have to borrow money to buy medicine. You don't feel ashamed, but I do!"

The fat man scratched his head and said, "Oh, so that's why. What's wrong with saying it? Honesty is the most important thing between friends. Isn't that what you taught me, Gentle Girl?"

Ye Wenrou glared at her with her almond-shaped eyes and said, "Still talking back? I taught you that a gentleman's friendship is as light as water, and that 'a drop of kindness received should be repaid with a spring of gratitude.' You've received so many favors from that mistress, how are you going to repay her? Besides, does she even consider you a friend? You're really shameless!"

The fat man immediately replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, Third Brother told me that himself."

Ye Wenrou frowned and asked, "When did he tell you?"

"Just recently, Brother San wiped out the hyena squad that attacked us. I ran more than ten kilometers to help. Although the battle was over by the time I arrived, Brother San still generously shared 20% of the spoils with me, saying that if I didn't accept it, I wouldn't consider him a friend."

Ye Wenrou was taken aback, then exclaimed in shock, "Did Xiao San really wipe out the entire Hyena Squad?"

The fat man nodded with an admiring look and said, "Of course, how could that be fake? Brother San sold all the spoils and earned 30,000 contribution points, and he even gave me 6,000. If you don't believe me, I'll check the accounts for you."

Ye Wenrou sighed and said, "They offered it to you, and you actually accepted it?"

The fat man said sheepishly, "I didn't want to accept it at first, but if I didn't, I was worried that Brother San would think I didn't consider him a friend. Brother San is really a good friend. Yesterday I wanted to ask him to help me get revenge, but I didn't dare to say it. I didn't expect him to wipe out the Hyena Squad today."

Ye Wenrou's feelings were somewhat complicated. Including this time, Leng San had saved her life three times. The first time was when she was ambushed by a mutated zombie, the second time was when she was possessed by a ghost and almost jumped off a building, and the third time was this time.

I feel uneasy because I owe people so much!

Since the nuclear war, order has collapsed, morality has declined, and there is no morality or law in the entire wasteland world. In order to survive, people have become cruel, selfish, cold-blooded, and even inhuman. Kindness, integrity, honesty, loyalty, and friendship have all become synonymous with stupidity and ridiculousness.

Perhaps it was because Ye Wenrou loved reading, and coincidentally, all her books were positive and uplifting, that she developed a set of values ​​that were completely different from the other scavengers, thus influencing the rest of the team. This is why Leng San immediately noticed that the Canglang Scavenging Team was unique.

"Fatty, listen up. Try not to ask your mistress for help again. We already owe her too much. How are we going to pay her back?" Ye Wenrou warned.

The fat man muttered, "I'll just pay with my life. Anyway, if Brother San ever needs me, I won't even flinch."

Ye Wenrou was so angry that she was about to hit someone again, but the fat man quickly said, "Wenrou, don't be angry. I'll listen to you. I won't ask Brother Xiao San for help anymore. You should lie down. Your injury hasn't healed yet. I'll go buy you some things to replenish your qi and blood."

"I don't want it, those contribution points were given to you by the mistress."

The fat man said dejectedly, "Then what do you suggest we do? Give the contribution points back to Little Third Brother?"

"Whatever, I'm not eating. I owe the mistress too many favors, I can't eat." Ye Wenrou lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

The fat man muttered to himself, "The more debts you have, the less you worry. I already owe them three lives, so what's a little more money? I'll figure out how to pay them back later."

Ye Wenrou sat up abruptly, startling the fat man who hurriedly covered his face, saying, "We agreed, you can't hit someone in the face."

Ye Wenrou chuckled, "You fatso, what you said actually makes some sense. At worst, I, Ye Wenrou, will pay with my life. Go, buy it for me!"

"Okay!" The fat man ran out with a grin.

Ye Wenrou lay back down, subconsciously touching her lower abdomen, lost in thought. Although she had been seriously injured and unconscious for the past two days, she was still somewhat conscious, so she could still feel Leng San treating her injuries. She felt a warm sensation in the wound area, as if she were soaking in a hot spring.

Ye Wenrou gently unwrapped the gauze from the wound and found that the wound had healed together. Such a large wound had healed to this extent in just one day. It was clear that her own self-healing ability could not have achieved this. She wondered what method the mistress had used to achieve such an obvious effect!

Remembering his miraculous ghost-catching skills from last time, Leng San became even more mysterious in Ye Wenrou's mind.

Over the next few days, Leng San devoted himself to cultivation in the courtyard. He planted another tomato and potato, which basically achieved a balance between supply and demand, allowing him to eat fresh fruits and vegetables every day.

According to Leng San's observation, the spiritual energy purified by Chen Xi each day, apart from being used for his own cultivation, can at most support the growth of three potato plants, two tomato plants, and five carrots. Any more than that, and the crops will wither and die due to lack of spiritual energy.

That day, Ye Wenrou came to visit. She seemed to have recovered well and had returned to her usual energetic and gentle self, enthusiastically braiding two pretty little braids for Chenxi. The little girl clearly liked the braids and reciprocated by giving Ye Wenrou a fresh potato.

Ye Wenrou assumed it was one of the original three potatoes and didn't suspect anything. She generously accepted it and smiled, "Thank you, Chenxi is so good... Little San, can I borrow your SUV for a bit?"

Ye Wenrou's cheeks flushed slightly after she finished speaking. Just a few days ago, she had warned Fatty not to ask Leng San for help, but a few days later, she herself had asked him for help first.

Leng San smiled and said, "No problem. Are you going to pick up Master Bi and Brother Chen?"

Ye Wenrou nodded, took the key from Leng San, then stood up and strode away with her two strong, long legs.