Wasteland: I Awakened A Plant System

Aside from serving as the energy source for casting abilities, Vikram’s Mental Power also enhanced his five senses, allowing him to perceive the auras around him.

It was far superior to the System’s biological detection, which couldn’t detect the number of people hidden inside enclosed spaces.

When he sensed that there was indeed a group of Survivors hiding deeper inside the factory, a knowing smile appeared on Vikram’s face.

"Vikram!"

"You wouldn’t have been fooled by a few words and actually started thinking you’re some big shot, would you?"

"When I called you ’Big Shot’ in the group, I was simply giving you face."

"Don’t you know this is my territory? Forget bringing only three people today, even if you brought everyone from your Shelter, I still wouldn’t be afraid on my own turf."

Lucas had been publicly humiliated by Vikram several times in the chat channel, and the resentment in his heart had long since reached its limit.

Now that they were finally meeting face to face, all of that pent-up anger erupted at once.

However, Vikram acted as though he hadn’t heard a single word. He leisurely observed his surroundings, his gaze wandering around the factory as if Lucas didn’t even exist.

Only after a long while did he casually ask, "What did you say?"

"Say it again. I didn’t hear you clearly just now."

Lucas gritted his teeth.

"I said... show some respect, or you’re going to have a very bad day today."

"I told you to say it, and you actually did. You’re quite obedient. Now stop wasting my time and hand over the Lucky Jewel quickly. You’re nothing but a nobody, so don’t expect me to be polite with you."

After speaking, Vikram deliberately looked Lucas up and down, the contempt in his eyes completely undisguised.

"Vik, you’d better stop talking. This kid looks like he’s about to die from anger."

Sophia covered her mouth, trying to hold back her laughter as she reminded Vikram.

The problem was that she didn’t lower her voice in the slightest.

Instead, she deliberately spoke loudly enough for Lucas to hear every single word.

Vikram naturally understood that Sophia was intentionally helping him provoke Lucas.

Smiling, he gently pinched her cheek and said, "It’s fine. He’s just a small fry. If I want to scold him, I’ll scold him. At worst, I’ll just slap him to death."

Vikram’s expression remained completely unconcerned, as though he were merely stating an ordinary fact rather than making a threat.

Hearing those words, Lucas’s face instantly turned red with rage.

"Vikram! You want the Lucky Jewel, don’t you? Fine! Then you’ll have to pay for it with your life!"

Originally, Lucas had planned to complete the trade normally before letting the expert behind him make a move.

However, at this moment, he could no longer suppress the fury in his heart.

With a furious wave of his hand, more than twenty Survivors immediately rushed out from inside the factory building.

"Take down these three Survivors for me. Everyone, use your weapons!"

As soon as Lucas finished speaking, his subordinates each pulled out a pistol and began firing wildly at Vikram and the two women.

The result was naturally self-evident.

Apart from making Lucas’s expression turn horrified, the three of them remained completely unharmed.

Those pistols couldn’t even penetrate their skin, let alone break through the bulletproof vests that seemed like mere decorations on Vikram and the two women.

Vikram looked at the pistols on the ground with a look of disappointment.

"Where did you get these firearms? They’re so trashy. Did you get them legally?"

"You..." Lucas was rendered speechless.

However, his eyes continuously glanced toward a certain corner of the factory.

Vikram naturally noticed this. Chuckling, he made no move himself.

Instead, he simply gave Divya and Sophia a meaningful look.

The two women immediately understood.

Without using their supernatural abilities, they rushed straight into Lucas’s group and began a one-sided massacre.

To the current Divya and Sophia, whose physiques had already reached astonishing levels, these ordinary Survivors were no different from children.

In less than two minutes, more than thirty people had fallen beneath their blades.

Just as Divya stepped forward, preparing to finish off Lucas... A sudden change occurred.

Lucas’s lips curled into a cruel smile. From an unexpected direction, a figure burst forward with terrifying speed.

The attack came so suddenly that even Divya, whose physique had nearly reached eighty points, couldn’t react in time.

"Ah!" Sophia, who was standing nearby, also failed to react and could only let out a startled cry.

Clang!

A sharp metallic sound suddenly echoed through the area.

Before anyone realized what had happened, Vikram had already appeared in front of Divya.

Holding the surgical knife in his hand, he casually blocked the incoming strike.

The seemingly dangerous attack had been neutralized with effortless ease.

A smile slowly spread across Vikram’s face.

"Finally, you’ve decided to come out, you coward. You can really endure. It took you so long to make a move that I was almost falling asleep."

"What?!" Seeing this scene, Lucas’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Previously, although Vikram and the two women had remained completely unharmed by the bullets, Lucas could still reluctantly accept it.

After all, with powerful physiques and bulletproof vests, surviving pistol fire wasn’t entirely impossible.

But now... The mysterious expert whom he regarded as his greatest trump card had been effortlessly blocked by Vikram with a single knife.

At that moment, the last trace of confidence in Lucas’s heart completely collapsed.

He knew exactly how terrifying this mysterious man from the Wasteland Central Region was.

Even the leaders of several major factions had failed to withstand more than a few moves against him.

Yet Vikram had blocked his attack as casually as though he were swatting away a fly.

Only now did Lucas realize... He had provoked someone he absolutely shouldn’t have.

"Vikram... who exactly are you?" Unfortunately... That sentence became the last words of his life.

Having been saved by Vikram, Divya didn’t hesitate for even a second.

Her blade flashed through the air with a clean arc.

Slash!

Lucas’s head separated cleanly from his neck. His body remained standing for a brief moment before collapsing heavily onto the snowy ground.

Until his very last breath... Lucas’s eyes remained wide open, filled with endless regret.

If he had known this outcome... He would never have listened to that mysterious man’s words and provoked Vikram.

The newcomer, seeing that his attack hadn’t achieved the desired effect, was equally surprised.

Without giving Vikram any time to breathe, he continuously swung the long blade in his hand two more times.

"Clang!"

"Ting!"

However, Vikram blocking his sneak attack just now had been no accident.

If a sneak attack couldn’t even succeed, then a frontal assault stood even less of a chance.

After Vikram casually blocked the newcomer’s full-powered strikes, the opponent immediately retreated several steps.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but feel secretly alarmed.

"This kid has been hiding in such a remote place, yet his physique is actually higher than mine?"

If he knew that Vikram still hadn’t used his full strength and had only fought him using roughly eighty percent of his power, he would probably have turned around and fled on the spot.

"Brother, we don’t seem to know each other, do we? You went to all this trouble to lure me here, but you’re not even going to explain what’s going on?"

Even though he knew his physique was slightly weaker than Vikram’s, the newcomer didn’t appear worried in the slightest.

It was as if he still had some hidden trump card.

With a faint smile, he replied, "Heh... heh... I’ve remembered you for several months now, yet your memory is so bad that you’ve forgotten me already."

Vikram frowned. He genuinely couldn’t remember ever meeting this person.

He had always remembered the faces of everyone who had provoked him or shown hostility toward him.

Yet the face before him didn’t match anyone in his memory.

Without rushing to attack again, Vikram silently activated the System’s analysis.

[Name: Arjun Malhotra]

[Strength: 90]

[Speed: 91]

[Stamina: 91]

[Reaction: 92]

"His physique is indeed quite high."

"Excluding the recently discovered insect crystals and those extremely rare high-grade crystals, the strongest Survivors should only have physiques of around seventy - eighty points at most."

"But this name..."

Vikram lowered his head in thought.

Combining the other party’s words about remembering him for several months...

A vague memory suddenly surfaced.

"Hiss... I think I remember now."

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he blurted out, "You’re the Survivor I fed poop to, aren’t you?"

The moment those words left his mouth, Arjun’s face instantly darkened.

Seeing that reaction, Vikram immediately knew he had guessed correctly.

Back in the early days of the Wasteland, there had been a Survivor who had tried to cheat him during a trade.

To get revenge, Vikram had deliberately sold the other party a large bag of buffalo intestines... with a special "filling" inside.

"I didn’t expect it to be you. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"I also didn’t expect that after all this time, you’re still alive and well. It seems the poop I gave you didn’t go to the wrong master."

"Oh, by the way, you blocked me afterward, so I never got the chance to ask you. How did those stuffed intestines taste? Were they fragrant or foul?"

The other party had come here so aggressively, clearly not to reminisce with Vikram.

Naturally, Vikram had no intention of being polite either.

"Pfft!"

After piecing together what had happened from just a few sentences, Divya and Sophia could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

Arjun Malhotra’s face instantly darkened.

"Laugh all you want. Soon enough, you trash from this tiny corner of the Wasteland won’t be laughing anymore."

"It’s true that you’ve managed to raise your physique to this level in such a remote place. That does surprise me a little."

"But that’s all it is."

"Today, I’ll let you frogs at the bottom of a well witness the true terrifying power of the Wasteland World."

As soon as he finished speaking, Arjun Malhotra’s aura gradually became strange and oppressive.

Suddenly... A gentle breeze slowly rose around his body.

At the same time, Vikram also felt the surrounding air rapidly turning colder.

Seeing this scene, Vikram raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing? Are you standing there fanning us?"

Arjun Malhotra ignored Vikram’s mockery. Instead, the ferocity in his eyes grew even stronger.

"Whoosh—!"

The next moment, the gentle breeze suddenly transformed into a violent gale.

Dozens of razor-sharp wind blades condensed within the storm before sweeping toward Vikram and the two women.

"Die!"

Vikram’s pupils contracted slightly.

He was all too familiar with this phenomenon. It was... A supernatural ability.

However, Vikram himself remained completely calm.

The power of these wind blades wasn’t enough to make him nervous.

At most... They could probably save him the trouble of shaving, leaving his cheeks feeling slightly sore.

However, at the very moment the wind blades reached towards Divya and Sophia, Divya calmly stepped forward.

Without the slightest trace of panic, she simply raised one hand.

A massive curtain of water instantly surged up from the ground, completely shielding both her and Sophia.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The razor-sharp wind blades continuously slashed against the water curtain.

At first, they managed to tear apart the two women’s bulletproof vests, but after striking the water curtain, they lost all their momentum.

Apart from creating countless ripples across its surface, they failed to penetrate even a single layer.

To the current Divya, whose Spirit had already exceeded five hundred points, maintaining a water curtain of this scale was almost effortless.

The opponent’s ability might have looked imposing, but compared to her Tsunami Wave, the difference was simply too great.

After only a few seconds, every wind blade completely dissipated.

The water curtain remained standing firmly, not showing the slightest sign of collapsing.

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