Wasteland: My items are infinitely upgraded.

Chapter 1: The dying person, upgrade the system

The scorching sun on the cliffs and the red rocks on the scorched earth.

A lizard swam swiftly through the cracks in the gravel, and only paused for a moment to catch its breath before being firmly grabbed by a rough hand.

The dark-skinned man with deep wrinkles tore the lizard's head apart with his black teeth and sucked out its warm, bloody entrails. His companions picked up the fallen lizard's tail and hurriedly stuffed it into their mouths, chewing it skin and bones.

After temporarily satisfying his hunger, the man looked at the gasping person on the roof of the cart shed with a look of longing.

The injured Lin Feng was lying on the cart. Through the gap in the linen curtain, he met the man's eyes. Seeing the greed in the other's eyes, he raised the only weapon in his hand and glared back fiercely.

Retract your gaze and look at the object in your hand.
Rusty Type 05 police revolver:
"Poor quality revolver level 0, white quality"

Basic Attributes: Damage 1, Effective Range 10m, 3/6 Bullets Remaining; Can consume 1 HP point to upgrade to level 1, with a chance of gaining additional attributes.

"Review: This is a weathered revolver. Its extremely low damage earned it the nickname "The Gun of Kindness." It should only be used for deterrence and self-defense. Don't expect it to have too much lethality."

You can upgrade by consuming 1 health point of your own.

But Lin Feng looked at his attribute panel again:
"Lin Feng, lv1/9, very weak."

「生命值：6，体质：6，精神：8；lv1各属性上限10」

"Warning: Your condition is weak. Forcing an upgrade will worsen your condition and there's a high probability of losing consciousness. Your calf has been severely injured and you urgently need to replenish your nutrition."

When he was dug out from the ground by this group of barbarians, his right calf was scratched by a piece of gravel. A day later, the wound gradually became ulcerated and infected.

Now he only has 60% of his health left. Reducing it by another 10% to upgrade would be too risky and he could easily fall into a coma again.

But at this moment, among this group of skinny and sinister people, several eyes were already fixed on the roof of the cart shed.

Lin Feng could clearly feel that the desire for fresh meat in their eyes was becoming stronger and stronger.

The item upgrade panel in front of him is his only reliance.

But the Type 05 police revolver was too weak. Lin Feng vaguely remembered a news report that six shots could not kill a dog.

Although it is a mad Tibetan Mastiff, the performance of the Type 05 is a disgrace among hot weapons. The power of its bullets is even lower than that of a bow and arrow.

Just as Lin Feng was hesitating whether to upgrade, a disheveled woman lifted the curtain and crawled into the roof.

The woman wore round-framed glasses with broken lenses, had a dark yellow complexion, and her eyes showed no signs of abnormality.

"My name is Ding Yi, it's time to change the medicine."

The woman came forward, unwrapped the bandage on Lin Feng's right leg, scraped off the smelly plant debris, and replaced it with a new one.

Lin Feng gripped the revolver tightly, his face grimacing with pain:
"You...are a doctor?"

"No, he used to be a teacher. The red rocks all over the ground are baked hematite, which is rich in bacteria. Fortunately, the wound festering is just a bacterial infection, not tetanus..."

"Who are you and where am I?"

Ding Yi pushed the frame:

"This is a small group of refugees."

"I woke up just over a month earlier than you, and was also rescued from the underground cave by Captain Chen."

"As for this desolate wasteland, there's no moon at night. There are two extra suns in the sky, so it's always daytime. Behind us is the largest and hottest of them all. We have to travel twenty kilometers every day to escape the scorching heat."

"Legend has it that it's the Golden Crow sent by heaven to purify the world. A savior will emerge from the earth, shooting down the sun to save humanity..."

"But you have to save yourself first. Vice Captain Qi Shan wants to take advantage of the situation and sell you to the team ahead. To survive, you have to rely on the captain..."

Before he could finish his words, a quarrel broke out outside the roof.

Ding Yi lifted the linen curtain.

I saw a short but strong man holding a steel rod, standing in front of the cart, facing a group of refugees.

Lin Feng knew that she, Chen Shanshan, who rescued him, was also the captain of this team of wastelanders.

A mysterious woman wearing a gray cloak, a hood on her head, and a linen cloth covering her face.

The Type 05 revolver in her hand was the one she kept for herself for self-defense.

At this moment, Chen Shanshan was a little angry, her voice was hoarse:

"He's not dead yet. We agreed before that we must not sell a living person!"

The leader was none other than the man who had eaten the lizard raw and looked greedily at Lin Feng, Vice Captain Qi Shan.

"Captain, we haven't had any oil in a few days. This guy is our biggest gain from this trip..."

"He's too badly injured. Without medicine, he'll die sooner or later. We might as well sell him for a good price while he's still alive. A healthy, fair-skinned blood slave like this can be exchanged for a week's worth of food for everyone!"

The other barbarians immediately echoed.

Chen Shanshan waved the steel rod, pointed the tip at the man, and said coldly:
"Qishan, if you want to rebel, just try!"

The pale and skinny wastelanders looked at the strongest late-stage enhanced human captain in front of them with expressions of fear.

Qi Shan's eyes were gloomy. He sniffed and pointed at the roof of the cart shed, frowning slightly.
"His legs are already rotten and stinking. Even if we don't sell them, they will attract those carnivorous beasts!"

"We're already starving, and now we have to carry this burden with us. Does the captain want to kill us?"

Chen Shanshan looked solemn. Seeing the worried expressions on the team members' faces, she spoke to comfort them:
"We've collected a lot of sea buckthorn this time. As long as we speed up and catch up with the main group, we can exchange it for enough water and dried meat!"

Qi Shan looked up and squinted his eyes, seeing a black dot circling in the sky, and then sneered:

"There are still more than 20 kilometers to go..."

"The vultures have already smelled the scent of death. They will attract a group of wild beasts nearby. They have only two legs and have to take turns pulling the cart. Can they outrun four legs?"

Chen Shanshan was speechless, but still refused to give in.

Qi Shan stared at the carts stacked with supplies behind the captain, his eyes full of greed:

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's break up!"

After saying that, another woman in the team, Tian Wanrong, followed up with a sarcastic tone and said:

"According to the agreement, the harvest should be divided equally. Since Captain Chen is reluctant to part with this dying man, the rest of the food belongs to all of us!"

After exchanging a glance with Qi Shan, Tian Wanrong bravely stepped forward, came to the cart, and took away a bundle of fresh sea buckthorn roots.

Several younger brothers who followed Qi Shan followed one after another.

The other team members saw this and were eager to take action, but they did not dare to step forward due to Captain Chen's prestige.

At this time, Qi Shan took out a small bag of white shiny things and said loudly to everyone:

"Several Evolvers have recently emerged in the convoy ahead. I heard they're recruiting to form a new hunting team and are in urgent need of manpower." "The Evolvers are equipped with RVs. Even if you're doing odd jobs, you can sleep under the RV in the cool shade. There's also unpolluted wastewater, and food and lodging are provided!"

"When I went to exchange for supplies, I made friends with quite a few servants of the Evolvers. They have some connections and can help introduce me..."

"This bag of refined salt was exchanged from them!"

White and fine salt is a rare commodity in the wasteland, and only evolvers can obtain it.

As soon as these words were spoken, the people who had been hesitant and watching began to show their eagerness, made decisions, and stepped forward.

From gradually taking away the remaining supplies on the cart, to finally scrambling to grab and divide them up.

Ding Yi wanted to speak up to dissuade them, but seeing that the team leader Chen Shanshan remained silent, she endured it. After taking a bundle of grass roots, she snorted and looked at them coldly.

In the end, except for Ding Yi and the captain, all the other team members followed Qi Shan and stole almost all the supplies.

"With such a burden, I wonder how far the kind-hearted Captain Chen can go? Remember to eat meat early. If you wait until the meat rots, it will be worthless!"

Before leaving, Qi Shan did not forget to turn around and sneer, and made a gesture of wiping his neck to Lin Feng on the cart.

After his former teammates parted ways, Ding Yi looked at their retreating figures and cursed:
"What a bunch of ungrateful wolves! If Captain Chen hadn't rescued them, they would have died on the road!"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, enduring the scorching sun above his head. He was only wearing a pair of shorts and a thin linen shirt.

The tattered linen roof that originally covered the cart was also removed and taken away by several of the refugees.

Now all they had left was a dilapidated wooden cart and a bundle of sea buckthorn roots in Ding Yi's hand.

"thirsty……"

Lin Feng licked his cracked lips and shouted in a weak voice with his throat burning.

Captain Chen put away the steel rod, took off the leather water bag at his waist, walked forward, and gave Lin Feng a small sip:

"There's only half a bag left. It depends on your luck from now on."

Less than half a mouthful of water greatly relieved the pain in his throat and also made Lin Feng's condition slightly better.

Ding Yi handed over a piece of grass root about ten centimeters long:
"This is a mutated sea buckthorn. The swollen root tuber contains starch and sugars. You can eat it directly. It will be good for your recovery from your injuries."

Lin Feng took the grass root and put it into his mouth after a moment's hesitation.

As the heat wave hit, Chen Shanshan walked to the front of the cart, pressed down the left and right support rods of the front of the cart with both hands, and pulled the dilapidated wooden cart.

With his back to the two of them, he said in a low voice:

"It's getting late, it's time to set off."

Only three people were left in the team, and they continued on their journey through the desolate wasteland, following the countless wheel tracks on the ground.

Lin Feng chewed the roots of sea buckthorn. The sour juice stimulated the secretion of saliva and relieved the dryness of his mouth and throat.

The tuber fibers are rough, like Hechengtianxia.

After eating one, my health points recovered from 6 to 7. It seems to be useful.

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble..."

After his condition improved, Lin Feng chose to upgrade his pistol and spoke slowly.

Having witnessed the internal strife, instigation, and division within the team, he knew clearly that Chen Shanshan's character and principles did not make her suitable to be the team leader.

But without her persistence, I would have ended up in a different stomach.

"It has nothing to do with you. Qi Shan had it planned long ago. Even without you, he would have found other reasons to force the captain to leave."

"Those idiots really thought it was so easy to join the Wasteland Hunting Team. They'll be sold out by Qi Shan and have to help him count the money!"

Ding Yi cursed and walked behind to help push the cart.

"Save your energy. They won't give up easily. After we cover 20 kilometers, we'll need you two to keep watch."

Chen Shanshan spoke in a deep voice, tore off a piece of linen from her body and threw it to Lin Feng, covering his head with it to prevent sunburn.

After eating the second sea buckthorn grass, the weak and tired Lin Feng's eyelids drooped and he fell into coma again.

When he woke up again, the cart had stopped and the captain was resting in the shade of a rock. Ding Yi was sitting on it on guard duty, holding half a sea buckthorn root in his mouth.

The revolver in his hand was also upgraded:

「Ordinary revolver level 1, white quality」

"Basic Attributes: Damage 2, Effective Range 20m, Remaining Bullets 6/6; Upgraded to the Host's Level Cap"

"Activate additional attribute: Bullet recovery 1/1h"

"Review: The revolver has been optimized. The doubled damage finally packs some punch, but it's still not enough to kill in one shot. Perhaps it's a good choice for bird hunting."

Holding the black revolver without any rust, Lin Feng was secretly happy. It seemed that the upgrade of the item was closely related to his own strength level.

With the current revolver's damage and effective range, it at least has initial lethality.

The bullet's automatic recovery property has also been upgraded.

Don't worry about ammunition for now.

But soon Lin Feng discovered that the sea buckthorn roots could only restore his health to seven points at most, and the effect on repairing the injury on his right leg was extremely limited.

The wound is still festering and festering...

He knew that this was due to his weak constitution and poor resistance, and that consuming only carbohydrates was far from enough.

If you want to heal yourself, you must eat meat!
Add protein and fat!

But in the wasteland, meat is an extremely valuable resource.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the black spots circling in the sky.

"Those birds..."

Ding Yi lowered her head and collected the spitted grass roots to weave into a hemp rope:

"That's the Death Vulture, the God of Death of the Wasteland. It will target weak and dying animals, stalk them until their prey is dead, and then feast on them."

"He's been following us. Qi Shan is right. He was attracted by the stench from the wound on your right leg."

Lin Feng clenched the revolver in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and swallowed his saliva:
"That Death-Eating Vulture..."

"Can I eat it?"

(End of this chapter)