Rise of the Wasteland in Cultivation

Meanwhile, Bi Lang and his men entered the camp, parked the bulldozer on the open ground below the watchtower, and casually tossed two bottles of Grade B clean water to the guards.

The two camp guards, already used to Bi Lang's lavish spending, immediately said, "Don't worry, Master Bi, the car is parked here. We'll keep an eye on it for you, and we guarantee no one will dare to touch it."

Bi Lang pointed to an excavator nearby and asked疑惑地问道, "Which team brought this back?"

The guard chuckled and said, "That was sent by the Alliance. It's not nuclear-powered; it runs on diesel. It's not as powerful as Master Bi's nuclear-powered bulldozer. It's only worth about 30,000 to 40,000 contribution points."

Zhou Chen asked curiously, "Why did the Alliance send an excavator? Are they planning to expand the camp?"

The guard glanced around and whispered, "They need to reinforce the camp. I heard that in the past six months, six C-level camps have been destroyed by zombie hordes, so the Alliance's higher-ups have decided to strengthen the defenses of the C-level camps. Of course, the camp rental fees will definitely increase, otherwise the Alliance will have to bear the upgrade costs. Um, the Alliance hasn't officially announced this news yet, so don't tell anyone for now, to avoid causing panic."

Bi Lang said with a solemn expression, "Six C-level camps destroyed in half a year? That's too frequent."

"It's really too frequent. In the past, there were at most one or two zombie hordes a year, but this time there are six in just six months. The frequency of these zombie outbreaks is a bit abnormal, and the upper echelons of the alliance are investigating the cause." The guard was clearly reluctant to discuss the matter.

Ye Wenrou frowned and asked, "Could it be related to changes in Earth's magnetic field?"

The guard unscrewed the cap of his water bottle, took a sip, and chuckled, "I don't know about that. We're just small fry; we just need to follow orders. I just hope our camp doesn't get caught in a zombie horde outbreak, or we're doomed. Apparently, not many of the six C-level camps destroyed by the horde survived."

While everyone was chatting, Old Xu from the supply station ran out. It turned out that he had heard that the Canglang Squad had brought back a nuclear-powered bulldozer, so he came to take a look.

"Wow, this is a BYD500, 30 tons of thrust, nuclear power battery. This is exactly what the Alliance urgently needs. Mr. Bi, are you selling it? I'll give you 80,000 contribution points." Old Xu circled the bulldozer and immediately offered a high price of 80,000.

Bi Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "100,000 contribution points, I can consider it."

Old Xu's face immediately fell. "Brother Bi, 80,000 is already the highest price. The nuclear battery only has less than 30% capacity left. If the Alliance didn't need this kind of machine, I wouldn't even accept 70,000."

Bi Lang scoffed, "What utter nonsense! I know your character, Old Xu. When someone sells something to you, even if it's a virgin, they'll call her a slut. But when you sell something to someone else, even a slut can be portrayed as a pure and innocent fairy. 100,000 contribution points, take it or leave it!"

Old Xu laughed and cursed, "Damn it, people say I, Old Xu, am a dead grass, but you, Master Bi, are dead even for grass seeds. At most, I have the authority to accept supplies worth 90,000 or more. You have to go to a B-level or higher camp in the Alliance."

Ye Wenrou said gently, "Then it's ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

"Haha, Wenrou is right, that's it." Bilang laughed loudly.

Old Xu's expression changed, and after a moment of contemplation, he gritted his teeth, slapped his thigh, and said, "Fine, I, Old Xu, admit defeat today. Ninety-nine thousand, transfer the money immediately!" After saying that, he turned around and left, also snatching a bottle of clean water from the fat man's hand.

"Ugh, that old geezer, he's really wicked!" The fat man was speechless.

Zhou Chen laughed, "Forget it, we didn't lose out this time. It seems the Alliance is really panicking and desperately needs machines to reinforce their camp. Hehe, we got off easy. It's not easy to get a good deal from that cunning old Xu!"

Bi Lang, Ye Wenrou, and the others arrived at the supply station, just as Leng San was clearing out his stock. He had collected quite a lot of things during his scavenging trip, mostly weapons, followed by medicine. He kept only a few commonly used medicines and sold everything else. As for the canned fish with fermented black beans and smoked meat, he didn't sell any of them, saving them for Chenxi.

After Lao Xu calculated the value, with a beep, Leng San's account received 13,000 points, which made Zhou Chen and Fatty extremely envious.

Bi Lang pulled Leng San aside and whispered, "Xiao San, we've discussed it and decided to sell that bulldozer. Old Xu just offered 99,000 contribution points, half of which is yours. What do you think?"

Leng San exclaimed in surprise, "So many? Has the sun risen in the west?"

"Hehe, I heard that the zombie horde is breaking out very frequently now. In the past six months, six C-level camps have been destroyed. The alliance leaders have decided to reinforce the C-level camps. There is a shortage of bulldozers, so Old Xu is willing to pay a high price to buy them. Otherwise, I would be lucky to get 80,000 from that dead grass."

Leng San suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. If Master Bi wants to sell it, he can sell it. He doesn't need to give me half. This is what Fatty found."

"This won't do. If it weren't for Xiao San, we might not have made it back alive this time. So you must accept half of this, otherwise you don't consider us friends."

Upon hearing this, Leng San stopped being coy and nodded, saying, "Alright, but not half. Just give me 20%, and we'll split it equally among the five of us."

"Alright!" Bi Lang finally smiled with relief. As long as Leng San was willing to accept it, if the Canglang Squad encountered danger and asked him for help in the future, he probably wouldn't refuse out of courtesy.

Immediately, Bi Lang accepted Lao Xu's 99,000 contribution points and transferred 20,000 to Leng San on the spot. As a result, Leng San's account reached 33600 contribution points, making him a small millionaire in the C-level camp.

Zhou Chen and Fatty thought Leng San would take half, but he only wanted 20%. The two were grateful, since the Canglang Squad had suffered heavy losses and was in dire need of money.

After Leng San parted ways with Bi Lang and the others, he asked Lao Xu to transfer 3000 contribution points from his own account to Chen Xi's account. This was partly as pocket money for Chen Xi, and partly as a way to save it for future needs.

That's what Leng San's parents did back then. It was because they saved money and accumulated 300 contribution points in Leng San's name that Leng San was able to survive.

"Brother Xiao San, we have some new canned goods. Want to buy some?" Old Xu had just spent a lot of money to acquire bulldozers, and now that he had caught Leng San, a big customer, he was naturally going to make a killing.

Leng San didn't disappoint Lao Xu either. He spent 3,000 contribution points to buy all the canned food in the supply station. Anyway, this stuff keeps well, so he could buy it and let Chenxi eat it slowly.

"By the way, Lao Xu, I'd like to rent a courtyard house like Bi Ye's. Are there any houses like that in the camp?" Leng San asked casually.

Old Xu's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "We didn't have any originally, but since Brother San wants some, we'll set up the camp for you right away. The alliance is preparing to upgrade its camps anyway, so we'll do it all at the same time. We'll have it built for you within three days. Is that alright?"

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round, and for a big client like Leng San, it's natural that he would grant any request.

Leng San nodded and said, "Okay, it's best if it runs north-south so I can see the sun in the morning and evening. Hmm, the key is that it has to be quiet enough; I don't like being disturbed."

Old Xu patted his chest and said, "Okay, no problem, but the rent will be a bit expensive, 600 contribution points a month."

This place cost 100 contribution points more than Bi Lang's place, but Leng San didn't argue with him and readily agreed.

After everything was settled, Leng San returned to his residence and found Ye Wenrou there as well, helping Chen Xi comb her hair.

Leng San couldn't help but show a look of surprise. You know, Chen Xi is very resistant to strangers. Strangers getting close to her can easily agitate her. When she goes crazy, she scratches and claws. Tang Hao'er has experienced this firsthand.

However, it seems that although Chenxi frowned slightly, she did not reject Ye Wenrou, which shows that she could barely accept Ye Wenrou.

"The other woman!" Ye Wenrou asked with a smile, "Did you do Chenxi's hair?"

Leng San asked in confusion, "I did it, so what?"

"No wonder it looks so bad," Ye Wenrou said bluntly.

Leng San broke out in a cold sweat, while Chen Xi seemed displeased. She snatched the hair tie from Ye Wenrou's hand and walked up to Leng San.

Leng San took the hair tie and clumsily tied Chen Xi's hair into a ponytail. It didn't look very good, but the little girl beamed with satisfaction.

Ye Wenrou said with a hint of jealousy, "Little San, what kind of bewitching potion did you give Chenxi? She's so clingy to you. Little Chenxi, come here, let me braid two pretty braids for you. I guarantee they'll be a hundred times better than Little San's."

Chenxi ignored her and instead fiddled with the two fresh potatoes that Leng San had brought back, seemingly quite interested.

Seeing this, Ye Wenrou also took out a potato to tempt her, saying, "Little Chenxi, I also have potatoes here. Do you want one? If you do, just call me Sister Wenrou, and I'll give it to you."

Chenxi glanced at the potatoes in Ye Wenrou's hand, then continued to fiddle with the two in her own hands.

Ye Wenrou, somewhat embarrassed by the cold reception, said, "Little San, does Chenxi not know how to speak?"

This stumped Leng San, because he hadn't heard Chen Xi speak until now, and could only vaguely reply, "She doesn't like to talk."

Seeing Leng San's expression, Ye Wenrou assumed that Chenxi was truly mute and couldn't help but show sympathy. She stood up, placed the potato in front of Chenxi, and said, "I'll give this to you too. I'll come see you again another day."

Leng San saw Ye Wenrou to the door. The latter gave Leng San a meaningful look and whispered a reminder: "Xiao San, Chenxi's background is probably not simple. I suspect she is a noble person who escaped from the Green Zone. Where did you pick her up? Be careful not to cause trouble."

Leng San naturally knew that Chen Xi's background was not simple, but Ye Wenrou was only reminding him out of kindness, so he did not feel offended and nodded, saying, "Thank you for reminding me, Sister Wenrou."

Ye Wenrou was only reminding Leng San from a friend's perspective. Seeing that the latter was unwilling to reveal anything, she wisely didn't ask any more questions and walked away to return to her residence to rest.