Rise of the Wasteland in Cultivation

The night was as dark as ink, and a black minivan sped along the highway. The two high beams on the front of the vehicle were clearly modified, illuminating the area dozens of meters ahead as bright as day.

Besides a professional driver, there was a man and a woman inside the vehicle, both wearing sunglasses; they were the same two who had gotten off the cargo plane.

Suddenly, a zombie appeared on the road ahead. It was limping forward, probably attracted by the headlights of the car. It slowly turned around and looked at the car. Its face was rotting, its eyes were white and lifeless, its lips were rotten, its white teeth were exposed, and something that looked like intestines was hanging from its lower abdomen.

The driver was clearly used to this and didn't panic at all. He accelerated and smashed the zombie away, then turned on the windshield wipers to scrape away the rotten flesh and splattered fluid on the glass, but still left large marks.

The man in sunglasses sitting in the passenger seat muttered, "Shit, that's fucking disgusting. Let me handle this next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, three more zombies appeared in the lights, roaring as they lunged at the van. The driver hesitated for a moment, then slowed down, while the man in sunglasses in the passenger seat grinned and rolled down the window.

Just as the driver was getting nervous, the man in sunglasses stretched his right hand out of the car window, and it quickly grew to more than ten meters long like a noodle. He stabbed several times with the dagger in his hand, piercing through the tops of all the zombies' heads.

When the man in sunglasses withdrew his right hand, the zombies collapsed to the ground one after another, leaving the driver stunned.

The man in sunglasses showed off his skills, his face beaming with smugness. He pulled out a tissue and wiped the dirt off the dagger, urging, "Drive faster, we won't get there before dawn."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The driver finally came to his senses and quickly stepped on the gas to speed up, bypassing the zombies.

The man in sunglasses tossed the tissue out the window before closing it. He said leisurely, "Sister Qin, he's just a scavenging kid hanging around in a C-level camp. Isn't it a bit of an overreaction for headquarters to send us all this way? Sending a few level-two enhanced warriors would have been enough."

The woman wearing sunglasses sat elegantly in the back seat, swirling a glass of what appeared to be red wine in her hand. She said casually, "Headquarters sent us here for a reason. Old Zhang, are you tired of living too comfortably? We only go on missions a few times a year, why all the nonsense? Just do your job well."

The man in sunglasses chuckled dryly twice, but didn't say anything more.

—Bang!

A humanoid object suddenly slammed into the front of the car, rolled more than ten meters on the road, and then stood up again, baring its teeth and roaring at the black minivan!

"Huh, a mutated zombie!" Old Zhang, the man in sunglasses, exclaimed softly.

Before them was indeed a mutated zombie, thin and bony, with its two bony hands dragging on the ground. Suddenly, it leaped up and jumped onto the roof of the van with lightning speed, its sharp bone blades stabbing fiercely at the roof.

However, this van was clearly bulletproof and very sturdy, and the mutated zombie's bone blade couldn't pierce it at all. It roared unwillingly and jumped onto the hood of the van again, swinging its bone blade in an attempt to break the glass.

The car windows were bulletproof, but they still developed a few cracks under the mutated zombies' frenzied attacks.

A flicker of panic finally crossed the driver's face, and he pulled a laser pointer from his waist. At that moment, the woman in sunglasses finally put down her wine glass and said coldly, "Shut up!"

A flash of red appeared, and the woman in sunglasses, seemingly without warning, passed directly through the bulletproof glass and appeared at the front of the car. The mutated zombie was stunned for a moment, and before it could react, it was shot in the forehead at close range by a PZ pistol.

--boom

With a deep gunshot, the mutated zombie's entire head was blown apart. Tsk tsk, this large-caliber pistol is even more powerful than the Desert Eagle. The bullet's muzzle velocity reaches an astonishing 462 meters per second, which is 50% faster than the speed of sound. Even an elephant would fall down if it was hit by one.

After firing her gun, the woman in sunglasses swiftly returned to the car, her body completely spotless. Just as she sat down, the mutated zombie's corpse rolled off the hood of the car, the entire incident lasting only a second or two.

The driver glanced in awe at the woman in sunglasses in the back seat through the rearview mirror, thinking, "My goodness, what kind of important mission is this that the company has sent two superhumans? This Sister Qin is probably a B-level superhuman, right?"

The woman in sunglasses wiped her hands, picked up her glass of red wine again, as if nothing had happened. The black van continued its journey into the night, heading straight for Camp C-361 in Shenzhen.

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After Leng San and the others finished strolling through the night market, they returned to their lodgings. Zhou Chen went off to "treasure hunt" with the old-fashioned hard drive he had found, while Fatty did what he loved to do most—sleep.

Leng San returned to his room and took out the antique jade coins and three beast crystals he had found at the night market, placing them on a small table. Upon seeing this, Chen Xi stopped playing with the chess pieces and sat down next to Leng San, curiously examining the antique jade coins.

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These ancient jade coins were buried in auspicious feng shui locations where wind and energy gather. Over the centuries, they have been nourished and imbued with spiritual energy, making them almost magical artifacts. Ordinary people who wear them can not only prolong their lives but also have a certain effect in warding off evil spirits.

Of course, its effect in warding off evil spirits is far less than that of the lightning-struck wood.

Leng San picked out two bracelets with the best quality and the richest spiritual energy from a pile of jade artifacts, intending to make one protective magic item for Chen Xi and Ye Wenrou respectively.

Normally, with Leng San's current cultivation level, he wouldn't be able to make a protective magic weapon, but with this semi-finished product, he can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Leng San first meditated for half an hour to calm his mind and get into the best state. Then he took out a small knife, channeled his spiritual power, and carefully inscribed a defensive array on the bracelet.

Chenxi watched quietly for half an hour, and probably realized that it wouldn't be finished anytime soon, so she obediently went to bed by herself.

Time passed second by second, and no one knew how much time had gone by. Anyway, the sky outside was already beginning to lighten. Suddenly, the jade bracelet in Leng San's hand emitted a clear tinkling sound, and a green light swirled and flowed around the bracelet for several seconds before disappearing.

Leng San breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "It's done. At least my skills haven't been lost."

At this moment, Chenxi seemed to have a sudden inspiration and sat up, her dark eyes looking curiously at the jade bracelet in Leng San's hand.

"Xiao Xi, come here, I have something good for you!" Leng San beckoned, and the little girl got off the bed with a big smile and came to Leng San's side.

Leng San put the jade bracelet on Chenxi's delicate little hand, but found it was too big. So he strung it with a red string and hung it around Chenxi's neck like a necklace, saying with a smile, "Let's leave it like this for now. When you're older and can wear it, then we can put it on your wrist."

Chenxi nodded happily, her eyes curving into sweet crescents. She opened her arms and hugged Leng San's neck, rubbing her smooth cheek against his.