Transcending Worlds: I Have an Invincible Shelter

"Stop right there, kid! Don't get too cocky!"

The night wind swirled sand from the wasteland, making the campfire crackle.

Jiang Xiaochen noticed something was wrong with Su Yuyang's face, swallowed hard, and roared at the boy in a deep voice, his tone full of barely suppressed anger and resentment.

After they rescued him, this kid became arrogant and now he doesn't take them seriously at all.

The boy didn't stop, but slightly turned his head and glanced at Jiang Xiaochen with his cold eyes.

There was not a trace of fear in his eyes, only disdainful indifference, as he strode into the depths of the dark ruins.

"Bang!"

The muffled gunshots shattered the silence of the night, the sound of bullets flying past particularly piercing.

Just as the boy's figure was about to completely disappear into the darkness, Jiang Xiaochen finally couldn't hold back and pulled the trigger of his pistol.

The bullet grazed the boy's temple, pulling down a few strands of black hair, but didn't harm him at all.

Jiang Xiaochen didn't hold back on purpose; he simply didn't hit the target at all.

The physique and speed of a second-tier talent are far superior to those of a first-tier talent.

Even if Jiang Xiaochen holds the "truth" in his hand, he can't hit the opponent at close range.

Su Yuyang stood by the campfire with his arms crossed, looking at the boy with a half-smile, a subtle, unspoken scrutiny in his mind.

The bullet was easily dodged at a distance of less than twenty paces.

Jiang Xiaochen's face immediately darkened. He turned to look at Su Yuyang and, seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping him, he immediately understood.

He immediately switched to a light machine gun, aimed the muzzle at the boy's back, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Put-put-put—put-put-put—"

Bullets rained down, scattering pebbles and sand on the ground, creating a dense, impenetrable net of fire that completely blocked the boy's escape route.

But that figure was like a shadow in the wind, dodging left and right with incredible agility, precisely avoiding the bullets with every move.

They dodged all the bullets fired at once.

He even took a moment to raise his hand, gently pinching a flying bullet between two fingers, and with a little force, the bullet was deformed.

This scene surprised the four people present in different ways.

Su Yuyang's eyes lit up, and an interesting smile appeared on his lips. His gaze towards the boy finally showed a bit more interest.

Jiang Xiaochen's face was so dark it could drip water, his hand holding the light machine gun was trembling, his mind was filled with disbelief and jealousy, he simply couldn't accept that he hadn't even touched the other person's clothes.

Zhao Xinyan and Lin Xuanzhi were completely dumbfounded, their mouths agape in shock.

They had never seen such amazing skills before.

"Kid, not bad skills. No wonder you managed to escape from the Grass Camp."

Su Yuyang's voice carried on the wind, carrying a hint of amusement.

He took a step forward, the firelight reflecting on his face, half of it bright and half hidden in shadow.

"If you're willing to tell me where the mine in Grass is, I'll take you into the shelter and let you stay with them."

"grown ups!"

Jiang Xiaochen was the first to speak, his tone full of anxiety and dissuasion.

Zhao Xinyan and Lin Xuanzhi also opened their mouths, wanting to say something but then remained silent, as the young man's origins were unknown.

Moreover, if a second-tier talent were to enter the shelter, Jiang Xiaochen's core position as a first-tier talent would definitely be greatly affected.

This is what he is most worried about.

Su Yuyang gently raised his hand, his expression calm, to stop the three people from speaking.

Their gaze remained fixed on the boy, awaiting his answer.

Just then, the boy stopped and casually threw the deformed bullet he was holding between two fingers onto the ground.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with amusement as he stared intently at Su Yuyang, his tone laced with arrogance and provocation.

"Sir? What level of talent are you?"

"If you're too weak, you don't deserve to be called 'Master' by me."

The boy's voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear.

Having spent so many years in the wasteland, he understands one thing best: only strength matters.

He was calculating in his mind: if the person in front of him wasn't very strong, he wouldn't mind taking care of these people and stealing their car and supplies.

Su Yuyang smiled, his faint smile deepening.

Instead of answering directly, he turned to Jiang Xiaochen and said, "Jiang Xiaochen, fire another shot."

"Ah? My lord?"

Jiang Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, his face full of doubt. He didn't understand what Su Yuyang was trying to do. He had already tried, but he couldn't hit the other party at all.

But he dared not disobey Su Yuyang's orders, so he could only pick up his pistol again, slowly aim it at the boy thirty paces away, his finger on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Thirty paces away, the boy stood quietly, turning back to look at Su Yuyang, a sinister smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

The night wind tousled his hair, obscuring half his face, leaving only a pair of fierce eyes visible.

He muttered to himself, "If it weren't for you guys helping me get rid of those annoying mutated hyenas, I would have attacked you long ago. How dare you keep pointing guns at me?"

"Bang!"

Just as the boy finished thinking and was about to move, Jiang Xiaochen pulled the trigger without hesitation.

This time, the boy didn't dodge.

He originally planned to take advantage of the gap in the shooting to rush to Su Yuyang, deal with this annoying guy, and then steal their car.

Unexpectedly, the next second, an unseen force suddenly enveloped his entire body, freezing him in place, unable to move.

Only his eyes could move left and right, and they were filled with terror and disbelief.

At that moment, he completely panicked.

The seemingly gentle man before him was far more terrifyingly powerful than he had imagined.

Before Su Yuyang could react, Jiang Xiaochen's bullet arrived precisely on time, piercing the boy's left ear with a "thud".

Blood gushed out, flowing down his cheeks, staining half his face red, and dripping onto the ground, mixing with the pebbles.

"Alright, can you tell me now?"

Su Yuyang slowly removed the invisible force that had been wrapped around the boy's throat and mouth, a gentle smile on his face. But to the boy, that smile was like the sneer of a demon.

The boy stared intently at Su Yuyang's smiling face, feeling a chill run down his spine and trembling uncontrollably.

What kind of talent does this person possess to be so terrifyingly powerful?

"What? Still don't want to talk about it?"

The boy's stunned expression made Su Yuyang's smile fade a little, and his tone became somewhat displeased.

He doesn't have much patience. If he gives someone a chance and they don't cherish it, he'll find another way.

"No, no, sir, I'm willing, I'm willing to join you!"

The boy snapped out of his daze; he wasn't stupid, but rather remarkably clever.

In the wasteland, having such a talented individual as a backer is something many people would rather die for.

He was just being arrogant, but now that he has witnessed Su Yuyang's strength, he has long since put away all his provocations and is filled with awe and a desire to follow him.

But Su Yuyang shook his head, his smile completely gone, and his tone was icy cold.

"You just need to tell me where the mines are at Camp Glass; you don't need to tell me about joining the shelter."

"Huh? Sir, what do you mean by that?"

The boy's face changed instantly, his eyes widened, and he even doubted whether he had heard correctly.

He just couldn't understand why, even though he had offered to join, they wouldn't accept him.

"Jiang Xiaochen!"

Su Yuyang's patience had completely run out. His tone was filled with murderous intent as he called out Jiang Xiaochen's name again.

Jiang Xiaochen immediately understood. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He picked up the pistol again, the muzzle pressed tightly against the boy's forehead, his finger tightening slightly, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

In his mind, as long as this boy lived, he would be a threat to him.

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

The boy was truly panicked this time. The pain in his left ear came in waves, and sweat beaded on his forehead. He dared not hide it any longer and quickly spoke through the pain.

"Go to the right, about 300 kilometers away, on the edge of the ruined city, there is a low mountain."

If you walk along the road at the foot of the mountain for about half an hour, you'll see an abandoned mine; the ore vein is located deep underground.

The boy told everything he knew, but a sly glint flashed in his eyes as he spoke.

He deliberately didn't mention that a large pack of mutated hard-haired wolves guarded the area around the mine.

He secretly thought to himself, "Since you won't take me in, then let you go and die. Let those mutated hard-haired wolves tear you to pieces."

"Alright, you can go now."

After listening, Su Yuyang nodded slightly, his face expressionless, clearly satisfied with the answer.

He's always like this: he only gives one chance, and if the other party doesn't want to join, he won't force them.

Besides, the location of the mine has already been obtained, so this young man is of little use now.

Seeing that Su Yuyang really wouldn't accept him, the boy showed a perfectly appropriate look of grievance on his face, but he didn't move and remained standing in the same spot, his eyes full of resentment and pleading.

"Jiang Xiaochen~"

Su Yuyang's face turned cold, and the killing intent in his tone intensified. He shouted again, the warning couldn't be clearer.

"I'm leaving!"

The boy shuddered, immediately sensing the murderous intent in Su Yuyang's words, fearing that Jiang Xiaochen would really shoot him in the head this time.

The night wind subsided, leaving only the crackling campfire beside them. The flickering flames cast long shadows of the four people on the broken wall, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

The stench of blood in the air was gradually carried away by the wind, leaving only a faint smell of smoke.

"You've all had a busy day, go and rest."

Su Yuyang stretched, his voice tinged with weariness.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took out four brand-new cots from the system's storage warehouse, placing them around the campfire.

Jiang Xiaochen, Zhao Xinyan, and Lin Xuanzhi looked at each other in shock, unable to believe what they were seeing: a cot.

Although they were exhausted from traveling and hunting beasts all day, they never imagined that they could sleep on such a comfortable camp bed in the wilderness outside the ruined city.

Ignoring their reactions, Su Yuyang walked straight to a cot and lay down, soon snoring evenly.

"You two rest first, I'll keep watch for the first half of the night."

Jiang Xiaochen was the first to come to his senses. He glanced at Su Yuyang, who was sitting down, then at Zhao Xinyan and Lin Xuanzhi, and spoke up.

Although there are three cots for resting, the wasteland is full of dangers, especially at night when mutated beasts come out to hunt for food, so someone must keep watch to prevent accidents.

Zhao Xinyan and Lin Xuanzhi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with gratitude.

They were truly exhausted. Without much hesitation, they lay down on their cots, covered themselves with blankets, and fell asleep almost immediately, their faces showing a rare sense of peace.

Jiang Xiaochen looked around and carefully walked to the balcony of a dilapidated building not far away. From there, he could see far and vaguely make out the surrounding noises.

He leaned against the cold wall, staring at the direction the boy had run off in. He frowned and looked for a long time, making sure there were no suspicious figures or movements before he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the wasteland, people's hearts are unpredictable. He actually felt that he should have just shot the boy dead.

The boy's origins are unknown, yet he possesses a second-tier talent. If he were to go to the Grass Camp and reveal their whereabouts and the mine, it would cause considerable trouble.

But Su Yuyang had already given the order, and he dared not disobey, so he could only remain vigilant in his heart.

......

The boy ran wildly for more than half an hour before finally stopping and leaning against a withered tree, panting heavily.

The blood on my face had dried and formed dark red scabs that clung to my skin, causing waves of pain.

He glanced back at the faint firelight in the distance, his eyes filled with ruthlessness and resentment, his teeth grinding together.

"You dare look down on me? Just you wait!"

The boy spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground, a sinister glint in his eyes.

He wiped the blood from his face, turned and ran quickly toward the direction of the Grass Camp, his figure soon disappearing into the dark ruins.

On the edge of the ruined city, there was a desolate and dilapidated forest that was completely deserted.

Suddenly, a rapid, breathtaking running sound came from the woods, heavy claws stomping on dry leaves and pebbles, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The tree, as thick as a bowl, shook violently from the impact, and its leaves rustled down.

Hundreds of mutated wolves, their bodies swollen several times larger, surged out of the forest like a black tide.

It was already pitch black, and only the eyes of these mutated wolves gleamed with a piercing red light.

Hundreds of tiny red dots flickered in the dark forest, like blood-stained stars, sending chills down one's spine.

On the backs of the strongest wolves at the head stood a human figure.

These figures had chillingly cold eyes, staring intently at the ruined city ahead, exuding the same ferocity as mutated beasts.

Just then, a small, thin figure quietly emerged from the shadows beside the ruins.

As soon as the boy arrived at the edge of the ruined city, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to tremble with a muffled sound.

His heart skipped a beat, and his body tensed instantly, like a leopard poised to pounce, leaping several times in succession.

The boy gripped the steel bars and rubble of the dilapidated building with his fingers and climbed up with all his might using his arms. In no time, he reached the rooftop of a 30-plus-story ruined building.

The boy crouched behind the broken wall on the rooftop, peeking out to look down. When he saw a large pack of mutated wolves charging towards him from below, his eyes narrowed sharply.

He quickly lowered his head, pressing his body tightly against the cold, broken cement wall, not even daring to glance down.

The boy knew all too well that the mutants on the wolf's back had far more senses than ordinary mutant beast spirits, and if they revealed even the slightest aura, they would be immediately spotted.

Outside the ruined city, the land was cracked and parched, the ground split into hard lumps, where not even a blade of grass could grow.

"Tu Manman, are you sure those mutated brute wolves that died are in this ruined city?"

A rough, deep voice rang out, its tone carrying an unyielding authority.

The speaker was a mutant nearly two meters tall, with a pair of eerie green eyes like those of a venomous snake, staring intently at the dilapidated buildings in front of him.

He suddenly raised his thick arm and pressed his palm down, causing the wolf pack, which had been running wildly, to immediately stop.

The mutated grizzly wolf let out a low whimper and obediently lay on the ground, but its ferocity remained undiminished.

Standing next to him was a mutant with a lizard's tongue, none other than Tu Manman.

He stuck out his tongue and quickly licked his dry, rough face. The sticky substance on the tip of his tongue gleamed strangely in the moonlight. Then he nodded vigorously, his tone both ingratiating and tinged with fear.

"My lord, I followed the wolf cub's scent all the way here, there's no mistake."

However... I've heard that there's a powerful being named Jin Tu in this ruined city, and he's not someone to mess with.

"Wouldn't it be pointless to just barge in and cause trouble?"

The green-eyed mutant sneered, his face full of disdain and arrogance.

"I'm following orders from above to find those scum who killed the mutated wolves, I don't care about any of them, they're all from the Ash Soil! Anyone who dares to block my way, kill them all!"

As he spoke, his green eyes swept across the dilapidated buildings in front of him, his gaze sweeping back and forth over the high ground. Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply, and he stared intently at the rooftop where the boy was hiding.

"Hmph, so there's still a survivor!"

He shouted sharply, waving his hand, "Go, grab him!!"

At his command, more than a dozen agile mutated wolves leaped out of the pack and, controlled by his telekinesis, shot towards the high-rise building where the boy was, like arrows released from a bow.

The hard claws slammed into the broken wall, making a cracking sound. The entire thirty-plus-story building immediately began to shake violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The boy hiding behind the broken wall on the rooftop clearly felt the tremors beneath his feet and heard the howls of wolves.

He knew he had been discovered, and if he continued to hide, he would be trapped like a turtle in a jar.

His mind raced, but he couldn't think of a way to escape in a short time.

In order to dodge Jiang Xiaochen's machine gun fire, he had almost exhausted the source energy he had left. Now he had very little source energy left and was not able to fight the mutated wolf head-on.

He couldn't understand how the other party had discovered him when he was so well hidden.

But there's no time to think about it right now; the only way to survive is to run!

Without the slightest hesitation, the boy turned and ran wildly towards the other side of the rooftop, his steps light but fast, not daring to stop for a moment.

The rooftop was covered with loose stones. He stepped on the stones and rushed forward, reaching the edge of the rooftop in the blink of an eye.

Looking down, he saw several mutated wolves rushing up the broken stairs at the bottom of the stairwell, their red eyes fixed on him, emitting threatening growls.

These mutated wolves are not only fast, but their noses are even more sensitive than the most discerning hunting dogs. They are extremely sensitive to human scent, and once they are spotted, they almost have no chance of escape.

Without the slightest hesitation, the boy slammed his legs against the concrete wall at the edge of the rooftop, and his body leaped into the air, heading towards the rooftop of another twenty-plus-story building not far away.

The two buildings were a full ten meters apart; in this post-apocalyptic wasteland, this was purely instinctive.

The wind howled against his face as he plummeted, and the height of more than ten stories made him fall faster and faster.

Just as he was about to fall into the gap between the two buildings, the boy mustered all his strength and gripped the edge of the rooftop below with both hands.

The tremendous impact traveled up my arm and through my whole body, causing excruciating pain in my wrist, which almost dislocated.

Fortunately, his fingers dug deep into the cement cracks, leaving white marks.

When he was trying to escape, he didn't care about the pain. He gritted his teeth, strained his arms, swayed a few times, and jumped onto the rooftop of the 20th floor.

Before the boy could even steady himself, a piercing whooshing sound came from behind him.

On the rooftop of that building, a dozen mutated wolves, following his scent, jumped out of the broken window and pounced on him.

Some of the mutated wiry wolves weren't strong enough. Their front paws would get caught on the cracks in the wall, making a sizzling sound, but they still couldn't hold on and would fall down the wall.

With a loud thud, it crashed heavily to the ground, making two or three muffled thuds.

Some couldn't even jump ten meters; they were like boulders, crashing directly onto the dry ground.

Finally, only three or four of the most agile mutated wolves leaped over, landing steadily on the rooftop, growling as they charged towards the boy.

Meanwhile, downstairs, the footsteps of the mutated hyenas were getting closer and closer, clearly indicating that more pursuers were on their way.

The boy's face changed instantly, his heart pounded, and without pausing, he turned and ran towards Su Yuyang and the others.

He climbed over a dozen collapsed rooftop ruins, putting all his strength into each jump. His stamina gradually gave out, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.

While climbing over a rooftop, the boy accidentally lost his grip on the edge with his left hand, and his body suddenly went limp, falling into the gap.

"Damn it! We're actually going to get eaten by these mutated wolves!"

The boy cursed inwardly, but his survival instinct kicked in and he immediately grabbed the edge of the rooftop with his right hand, his body dangling in mid-air, swaying precariously.

He instinctively looked back and saw several mutated wolves climbing up the wall below, their red eyes fixed on him, getting closer and closer.

The boy's eyes hardened, and he kicked the wall several times, landing squarely on the head of the mutated, bristly wolf at the top.

The mutated bristly wolf let out a miserable howl, lost its balance, and fell down, crashing onto its companions behind it and knocking several other mutated bristly wolves down with it.

Using this counterforce, the boy strained his arms, flipped over, and climbed back onto the rooftop.

He was covered in sweat, which streamed down his face and dripped onto the cold cement floor.

However, it was too late.

At the entrance to the rooftop, two mutated wolves bared their teeth and charged out, their sharp fangs dripping with saliva.

With pursuers behind him and obstacles blocking his path ahead, the boy's face was as white as paper; he was completely trapped in a desperate situation.

He gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and forced out the last bit of source power in his body, activating his talent [Consolidation].

Grayish-white energy emanated from his body, and he flashed forward, charging directly at the two wolves that were lunging at him.

"boom--"

With a muffled thud, the boy's shoulder slammed into the heads of the two wolves.

The next second, grayish-white energy instantly enveloped the wolf's head, and its head slowly hardened. Its open mouth and exposed fangs froze, and it could no longer bite. Its red eyes also slowly faded.

However, the mutated wiry wolf's attack did not completely miss; its front paws, which were not touched, still slashed hard at the boy's chest and arms.

The sharp claws, like knives, instantly slashed open a large, frightening wound.

Blood gushed out immediately, staining his clothes red, and the boy trembled in pain.

Despite the pain, he dared not stop and dragged his injured body forward, rushing towards the ruined rooftop.

This time, the two buildings were a full eighteen meters apart.

Without the slightest hesitation, the boy was almost right behind his ear when several more wolves howled from the rooftop. If he delayed any longer, he would surely become food for the mutated wiry wolves.

The boy took a deep breath, unleashed the last bit of his source energy, and leaped into the air again, recklessly rushing towards a dilapidated five-story building below.

His body fell like a runaway cement ball, about to crash into the wall.

The boy activated his [Frozen] talent again, and grayish-white energy instantly enveloped the wall in front of him.

Wherever the talent swept, the rubble and cracks on the wall hardened, forming rough footholds.

He used his hands and feet to steady himself by stepping on these points, then crashed heavily into the wall with a muffled groan, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

But the mutated wolves still wouldn't give up. Their howls grew closer and closer, and one could even hear more wolves rushing toward the dilapidated building from the ruined streets below. The sound of their paws pounding on the ground was like a drumbeat, making the boy's heart race.

"hateful!"

The boy punched the wall, his palm was cut by the gravel, and blood flowed from the wound.

He could clearly feel that the source power of the [Frozen] talent was almost used up, and the grayish-white light was getting weaker and weaker. In the current situation, there was no way to escape.

At that moment, a pang of regret rose in the boy's heart.

If he hadn't been so arrogant in front of Su Yuyang and the other three, and had toned down his temper a bit, he might have had some helpers.

Seeing the mutated wolves closing in from all sides and hearing their increasingly loud howls, the boy sighed helplessly, knowing he had no way out.

He took a deep breath and shouted with all his might towards the ruined street below.

"So many pictures, I surrender!!"

Down on the street, Tu Manman was looking up at the rooftop, wondering who was so bold as to do this in front of the Green-Eyed Lord. They really didn't know what they were getting into!

But the next second, when he heard the other person call his name, his body trembled violently, his curiosity turned into terror, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He quickly forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace at the green-eyed man beside him, and tried to explain in a trembling voice.

"Sir, I really don't know this person! I've never seen him before. He must have called my name on purpose to frame me!"

Tu Manman almost knelt down and begged for mercy, her head bowed low, not daring to look at the green-eyed mutant.

He knew this man's temperament all too well; he was unpredictable and would suffer a terrible fate if suspected.

The green-eyed mutant gave Tu Manman a cold look, his eyes full of scrutiny. After a while, he looked away, waved towards the rooftop, and signaled the mutant wolves who were blocking his way to stop and make way for him to go downstairs.

He wanted to see who this gifted individual was who had shouted out Tu Manman's name and surrendered voluntarily.

The boy watched as the mutated, bristly wolves around him stopped fighting and backed away, making way for a narrow path, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His tense body suddenly went limp, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he couldn't even stand up straight.

He leaned against the wall and stumbled down the path.

Approaching the two mutants, the boy dared not be negligent in the slightest. He bent his knees and knelt respectfully on the ground, trying his best to appear extremely obedient.

When Ke Tu Manman finally saw the boy's face clearly, she froze, her eyes wide with disbelief. She instinctively exclaimed, "Gong Wangji? It's you? What are you doing here?"

The moment the boy named Gong Wangji stepped out of the ruined building, all the escape plans he had devised before going downstairs were forgotten.

He knew all too well that if it were just Tu Manman, with the remaining source power and the [Frozen] talent, he might still have a chance to escape.

But now that this green-eyed guy has come in person, he definitely has nowhere to escape!

"Gong Wangji".

Upon hearing these three words, the green-eyed man standing on the back of the mutated hard-haired wolf frowned slightly.

The night was dark, and his green pupils contracted slightly as he recalled past events and became more wary.

What he cared about more than the name was the surname "Gong".

A low cough broke the tense atmosphere.

The person next to her snapped back to reality instantly, her whole body tensing up.

Facing the high-ranking, green-eyed lord, he almost blurted out the intimate nickname he used with Gong Wangji in private, but fortunately he managed to hold it back in time.

He immediately put on a serious face, deliberately adopting an authoritative demeanor, and questioned in a stern voice.

"Gong Wangji, what are you doing here? Did you kill the mutated hard-haired wolf under Lord Green Eyes' command?"

Gong Wangji turned his head and glanced at Tu Manman indifferently, instantly understanding everything in his heart.

He had completely figured out the cause and effect. It was highly likely that Su Yuyang and his group killed the green-eyed mutated hard-haired wolf, which led this fourth-tier mutant to this place.

He quickly waved his hand, looking innocent, and spoke casually and perfunctorily.

"It really wasn't me. How could I dare to touch Lord Green Eyes' mutated wolf?"

Besides, the meat of that mutated, stiff-furred wolf is tough and fishy, ​​not tasty at all, so I don't need to bother with it.

"Stop making excuses!"

Tu Manman's face darkened, and she pressed on relentlessly, continuing to press for answers.

"So what exactly were you planning to do, sneaking into this ruined city in the middle of the night?"

At this moment, Tu Manman was extremely flustered.

He would never dare to reveal to Green Eyes that he and Gong Wangji had a close relationship.

Others may not know, but he knows best: Gong Wangji was originally a slave who was to be sent to work in the mine. It was because he secretly turned a blind eye and let Gong Wangji escape.

However, he never expected to encounter the other party in the ruined city, which gave him a great headache.

If this is exposed, he will definitely be severely punished.

Faced with questioning, Gong Wangji shrank back, looking dejected, and spoke in a casual and nonchalant tone.

"I was just too bored staying in the mine, so I sneaked out for some fresh air."

This excuse might fool a simple-minded person like Tu Manman, but it's impossible to fool a deep-thinking, world-weary Green Eyes.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the green-eyed man's face turned completely cold.

Those eerie green eyes lost all their gentleness, a chilling aura surged forth, and an oppressive feeling instantly enveloped the entire area, causing the surrounding air temperature to drop considerably.

Gong Wangji's heart tightened, and he dared not be perfunctory any longer, so he immediately changed his words to make amends.

"Sir, I didn't kill the mutated wiry wolf, but I know who did!"

Upon hearing this, the mutants sitting on the backs of several mutated hard-haired wolves around them instantly stiffened, turned their heads in unison, and stared sharply at Gong Wangji, a murderous aura faintly emanating from the air.

"explain."

Before Tu Manman could even open her mouth to ask a question, the green-eyed observer spoke first.

His voice was deep and hoarse, devoid of any emotion, yet it carried a source of pressure that made people dare not lie or conceal anything.

Gong Wangji raised his hand and pointed deep into the ruined city, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

"Lord Green Eyes, there are four survivors in that direction. They joined forces to kill your mutated hard-haired wolf."

At this moment, he had long forgotten the kindness of Su Yuyang and the other three in saving him.

He was filled with resentment and bitterness. He had finally managed to escape from the mine, but he was going to be caught and brought back. How could he not be angry?

Since he couldn't escape, the four people who saved him shouldn't get away unscathed either. He might as well drag them along to the Glaski base to suffer in the mines.

More importantly, he both feared and hated the highly skilled talent among the four.

With the help of Green Eyes and Tu Manman's power, they can deal with the other party and vent their anger.

Green eyes followed the direction he pointed; his eyesight was exceptional, able to penetrate thousands of meters of ruins.

The large patches of wolf blood, scattered wolf fur, and messy traces left by the fierce fight on the ground were all clearly visible, confirming that Gong Wangji was not lying.

He nodded slightly, his expression softening a bit, and decided to temporarily drop the matter of Gong Wangji's responsibility.

Tu Manman, who had been on tenterhooks the whole time and didn't dare to breathe too loudly, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He frantically winked and waved at Gong Wangji, urging him to leave quickly and stop causing trouble.

Gong Wangji acted as if he hadn't seen anything, standing steadily in place without moving an inch.

Tu Manman's face turned deathly pale instantly. Her heart skipped a beat, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She winked at Gong Wangji and silently mouthed: "Run!"

These unusual little actions were eventually noticed by Green Eyes.

The green-eyed woman turned her gaze back to Gong Wangji, her expression icy: "Is there anything else?"

While asking the questions, he remembered Gong Wangji's information.

Previously, the base destroyed a medium-sized survivor stronghold and captured a large number of prisoners. The boy in front of them was a rare second-tier talent user.

Strangely, the base's higher-ups specifically ordered that this precious second-tier talent be banished to the mines to do hard labor, no different from slaves.

He knew this person was not simple and seemed to have a hidden story behind him. He originally did not want to meddle in other people's business and planned to go along with Tu Manman's wishes and let Gong Wangji leave.

But Gong Wangji refused to leave, clearly having other plans.

Under everyone's gaze, Gong Wangji looked up at the green-eyed man sitting high on the back of the mutated hard-haired wolf, deliberately speaking in a respectful tone.

"Sir, may I come with you?"

Tu Manman's pupils suddenly contracted, and she shook her head frantically, her face full of panic and attempts to stop him.

Gong Wangji didn't look at him once from beginning to end, only staring expectantly into the green eyes, waiting for the other party's reply.

Her green eyes saw right through his thoughts and she spoke calmly.

"Do you have a grudge against those four people?"

Before Gong Wangji could answer, and too lazy to ask any more questions, he casually pointed to a large, mutated, stiff-haired wolf next to him and gave a deep command.

"If you want to go, ride that mutated wolf, but don't cause any trouble."

Gong Wangji was overjoyed. Without saying a word, he lightly leaped and landed steadily on the broad back of the mutated hard-haired wolf.

The next second, the green-eyed man raised his hand and waved it, silently giving the order to advance.

In an instant, hundreds of mutated wolves lowered their bodies and gathered their strength, then suddenly accelerated, rushing into the vast ruined city like a black wave, and galloping wildly into the depths of the city.

The heavy wolf hooves slammed down on the broken cement road, making a rumbling sound that shook the ground.

The weathered walls and dilapidated buildings along the roadside shook violently, with rubble constantly falling down.

Where the mutated hyena pack passed by, many dilapidated walls and beams collapsed, and dust filled the air.

This ferocious army of mutated wolves headed straight for the campfire where Su Yuyang and his companions had rested that night.

The wolf pack ran wildly through the night, for more than two hours.

Finally, a faint yellow light emerged from behind the dilapidated building outline ahead, standing out starkly in the deathly darkness.

The low-level mutated beasts and wandering zombies lurking in the shadows along the way sensed the terrifying aura of the wolf pack and all fled in panic, not daring to approach at all.

......

On the rooftop of a dilapidated 30-story building, the night wind was biting.

Jiang Xiaochen knelt on the ground, holding up night vision goggles and staring intently into the distance.

In the pitch-black lens, countless black wolf shadows were rapidly approaching, their sheer number instantly filling him with excitement.

I wonder how many source crystals will be released.

The ground tremors grew stronger and stronger, like a small earthquake. Lin Xuanzhi and Zhao Xinyan, who were fast asleep, were instantly awakened. They sat up abruptly, their expressions wary, and immediately gripped the weapons beside them.

Only Su Yuyang remained lazy, resting on his side with his arm as a pillow.

He casually glanced around, his face expressionless, calmly took out two earplugs, plugged them in, turned over, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep peacefully.

For him, nothing is more important than sleeping.

He finds anything or anyone that disturbs his sleep extremely annoying.

The ground was still shaking, and the entire ruins where Su Yuyang and his three companions were located were swaying slightly.

The broken walls and ruins trembled slightly with the faint rumbling from underground, and fine sand and gravel kept falling down along the cracks in the walls.

Zhao Xinyan and Lin Xuanzhi stood side by side, glancing at Su Yuyang, who remained motionless to the side.

Both of them noticed something unusual in the darkness. They were filled with curiosity, but they tacitly held their breath and didn't dare to take a step forward to disturb them.

In the current situation, Su Yuyang's steady sleeping posture exuded a reassuring aura, and neither of them dared to disturb him.

After a while, Lin Xuanzhi took a soft breath.

Her pale face finally showed some less panic, but the fear in her eyes still lingered.

The loud noise from the depths of the night grew closer, and the sight of the nearby dilapidated buildings swaying slightly filled her with unease.

She watched Su Yuyang's retreating figure, her voice low and trembling slightly.

"The master probably wants to use the mutated beasts in the night to train us."

All that could be heard was the sound of the wind and the soft clatter of falling gravel; an invisible pressure made it hard to breathe.

Zhao Xinyan slowly scanned her surroundings, looking at the devastated streets and collapsed buildings. Suddenly, her heart tightened, and she asked in a low voice.

"By the way, where's Jiang Xiaochen? I can't find him."

After saying that, she immediately stood on tiptoe and looked around, checking every corner she could see, but she still couldn't see Jiang Xiaochen. She couldn't help but worry.

Just then, a blinding white light suddenly shone in the hazy night sky above them, landing precisely in front of them and flashing twice, clearly signaling their safety.

Zhao Xinyan looked up and saw Jiang Xiaochen holding a flashlight on the rooftop of a dilapidated high-rise building in the distance. He was using the flickering light to tell them that he was alright.

She immediately turned to look at Lin Xuanzhi beside her, her expression calm, her words fast and steady, as she whispered her instructions.

"You stay here and watch over the adults, I'll go help Jiang Xiaochen."

Before Lin Xuanzhi could reply, Zhao Xinyan had already set off decisively.

She gripped the heavy Barrett sniper rifle tightly in her hand, and a heavy machine gun was slung over her shoulder. The cold weapons accentuated her nimble and dashing figure.

Despite the broken bricks and shattered tiles scattered on the ground, her steps were steady and quick as she ran through the dilapidated streets, heading straight for the tall building opposite Jiang Xiaochen.

Lin Xuanzhi stood there, watching Zhao Xinyan's figure slowly walk away and gradually blend into the gray sky.

She felt a mix of emotions. The fear and panic she had felt earlier had all dissipated, and an incredibly firm idea had re-emerged in her heart.

She must awaken her talent quickly, so that she will never rely on others for everything again, and never hold others back.

As her thoughts raced, she suddenly remembered someone else.

Song Ruhai.

I wonder how he is now, thinking of Song Ruhai whose fate is unknown.

A deep sense of sorrow welled up in Lin Xuanzhi's heart once again.