Scavenging City

Wasteland.

Getting further and further away.

The scavengers around gradually disappeared, enjoying the familiar feeling of loneliness. Following the navigation instructions, driving forward.

Fortunately, the current location of the Scavenger City was not too deep into the wasteland, so this trip into the wasteland would at least not have too much danger along the way.

As the second eternal night approached, one could clearly feel the changes in the wasteland.

There were more ghosts, and most of the ghosts were somewhat irritable, with strong aggressiveness.

One could even often see fights between ghosts and ghosts.

At this moment, the wasteland had completely become a battlefield, but bizarrely, those powerful ghosts had tacitly disappeared.

Finally, a somewhat crude city appeared in Wang Ye's sight.

Unlike Shangjing City, Scavenger City did not have the protection of energy shields, but strangely was able to block the perception of ghosts and not be attacked by ghosts in the wasteland.

In his previous life, he had vaguely heard a rumor that the lord of Scavenger City was a very terrifying existence, with a domineering and strange artifact in his hand that made ghosts wary and instinctively stay away.

There was also a more mystical saying that Scavenger City itself was created by several powerful ghosts as a wasteland amusement park to feed on the evil energy of humans.

In short, Scavenger City had always been full of mysteries.

Even the Heavenly Organization had no influence here whatsoever.

Its existence seemed to be just to shelter the scavengers, but it did not stop the scavengers from killing each other within the city.

Lost in thought, the postal car stopped at the gate of Scavenger City, and no matter how hard Wang Ye stepped on the gas pedal, it did not move.

Hmph, now it can control itself again.

Opening the car door and getting out, his expression became somewhat serious.

The postal car had always been very mysterious. No matter where it went, it could get there by postal car.

It could even easily shuttle through the city walls of Shangjing City, which was covered with energy shields.

But it just stopped outside Scavenger City.

It seemed that this Scavenger City was indeed extraordinary, as the legends said.

Even the coldly looked at the postal car, Wang Ye carried the mission item backpack on his back and walked towards Scavenger City.

At the gate, a few shabbily dressed people leaned crookedly against the city wall, listless.

Seeing Wang Ye coming from afar, their eyes flickered slightly, carrying a strand of greed, and looked at each other.

Split evenly?

One of them asked with a bloodthirsty look on his face.

The other two nodded without saying a word.

Soon, the three lowered their heads again listlessly, as if nothing had happened.

As Wang Ye got closer and closer to the city gate, the bodies of the three suddenly moved.

In an instant, the three formed a pincer shape, surrounding Wang Ye in the middle, without even giving Wang Ye a chance to speak, doing things decisively, attacking Wang Ye's vitals directly.

Killing intent filled the air.

The wasteland is indeed a ruthless place, Wang Ye thought to himself.

Clenching his fist, Wang Ye threw a punch at the person in front of him, bringing up gusts of fist wind.

Damn, attacking the sore spot.

They were all wasteland veterans. Relying solely on the fist wind, these people vaguely analyzed Wang Ye's approximate strength, especially the one facing Wang Ye directly, who had already felt the threat of death.

The other two behind tacitly turned around and disappeared into the ghost fog almost in the blink of an eye, without hesitation abandoning their companion.

The one facing Wang Ye's punch apparently had guessed this would happen already. He gritted his teeth and shifted his body to the side.

The punch originally aimed at his chest finally landed on his shoulder, making the sound of bones shattering.

The man's face instantly turned pale: Can you let me go?

But after all he had survived in the wasteland, with just a muffled grunt, he warily looked at Wang Ye, exuding a fierce aura.

Wang Ye looked around at the implicit gazes towards him at the city gate, and shook his head.

In this situation, he needed to establish his might.

If he let this man go now, there would only be more trouble later.

The man also guessed Wang Ye's thoughts, and did not regret attacking rashly. Instead, he took out a strange bronze figurine from his pocket and brought its hand to the figurine's mouth.

The figurine's swaying eyes excitedly bit down.

The man's entire palm was torn into the figurine's mouth, constantly chewing.

Then, wisps of blood mist emerged from the figurine's body, falling into his body.

Along with the blood mist, his aura became even more robust.

Wang Ye's expression became somewhat solemn as he looked at the little figurine. This thing seemed to be somewhat similar to what the old monk had worshipped, only the one here looked much rougher, and the aura it gave off was not as strong either, like an imitation.

But the treasures of the wasteland were indeed numerous after all.

To have survived until now, they must have some skills.

Given the chance, he should also come to the wasteland to train.

As his hand was torn apart, the man's face turned pale. He decisively charged at Wang Ye, his aura obviously strengthened.

Seeing this scene, the other two who had fled before unanimously stopped in their tracks, their eyes flickering warily as they watched, as if they would come back at any time.

Still...not enough.

Wang Ye smiled and raised his hand, throwing out a simple, unadorned punch. This time he increased his strength.

The man's face changed drastically. In the next second his head was directly smashed by Wang Ye, and he fell to the ground.

With this punch, most people's gazes instantly retracted, no longer looking at Wang Ye, only a few remained, looking at Wang Ye with apprehension.

The other two who had attacked Wang Ye before decisively rushed into the ghost fog, their figures disappearing.

Wang Ye did not bother with them again, but bent down to pick up the bronze figurine, murmuring to himself: I wonder if it can eat ghosts since it can eat people? I can try it on Little Si when I get back.

Saying so, he threw the bronze figurine into his backpack.

He had grown fond of this place. He had obtained a strange artifact before even entering the city.

Perhaps...

He had hopes of surpassing Mao Yong'an?

Wang Ye looked forward to it somewhat. Discovering that no one came up to provoke him, he felt somewhat disappointed.

If he had known, he would not have revealed so much of his strength.

A desperate struggle and narrowly gaining the upper hand perhaps could have made them itch to make a move.

With regret, Wang Ye entered Scavenger City.

The scavengers' gazes retracted from Wang Ye and continued to wait for the next scavenger.

People like them had another name in the wasteland.

Ruthless bandits!

If you are stronger than me, I'll die for you to see.

If I'm stronger than you, then you die, and your belongings are mine.

Staking their lives in exchange for continuously strengthening themselves.