Wasteland: I Awakened A Plant System

At noon, Elder Rowan stood before the entire Third Hunting Team and offered sincere congratulations.

"You have all performed excellently these past few days," he said, his voice carrying across the clearing. "The southern part of the Mist Forest is becoming safer thanks to your efforts."

He then called Vikram forward in front of everyone.

"Vikram has shown outstanding leadership, successfully commanding three squads with remarkable results. His decisions have saved lives and increased our efficiency."

The warriors clapped and murmured in approval.

Elder Rowan continued, "I wish to place two more squads under his leadership. However, I will leave the final decision to the squads themselves."

Almost immediately, the captains of Squad 17 and Squad 19 stepped forward.

"We are ready to follow the Young Master’s orders," they declared.

Elder Rowan nodded with satisfaction. He knew exactly why they had volunteered so quickly — they had personally witnessed Vikram single-handedly defeating three evolved zombies the previous day.

He then looked at Vikram. "I want you to recover fifty percent of the southern Mist Forest within the next five days using your five squads. Not a single zombie should remain. If you succeed, I will assign you a total of ten squads afterward."

Vikram nodded without hesitation. "I accept."

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The following days passed in a blur of intense activity.

Every morning, Vikram led his growing force into the forest. Whenever evolved zombies appeared, he activated his Sync ability, drawing upon different Treekin powers to defeat them efficiently. His leadership grew sharper with each battle, and the warriors under his command respected him more with every victory.

In the evenings, he returned to his tent, where his three wives, Kara, Carol, and Evelyn waited for him. They allowed him to mark them, dominate them, slap them, and do whatever he desired. Evelyn gradually got used to his primal intensity, just as Kara and Carol had.

The days passed one after another.

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Five Days Later

After five days, Vikram had achieved something extraordinary. Not only had he cleared the targeted fifty percent of the southern Mist Forest, he had completely eradicated every zombie in the entire southern region.

Even Elder Rowan was shocked, pleased, and deeply impressed. He immediately went to report the achievement to the Mist King.

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The Mist King listened carefully, then nodded.

"It is time to raise the trial to the next level."

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One Afternoon

Twenty hunting squads, nearly one hundred and sixty werewolves, gathered outside the Mist Pack, fully armed and ready.

An unusually large zombie horde had been discovered near the eastern part of the forest.

Elder Rowan stood before them, flanked by the Mist King and the Sand King.

After receiving approval from the Mist King, Elder Rowan spoke:

"Our original plan was for each squad to attack separately. However, after discussion with the Mist King, we have reached a different decision."

The squad leaders waited anxiously.

Elder Rowan continued, "I had planned to assign ten squads under Vikram. But now, the entire Third Hunting Team will follow his command."

A wave of shock rippled through the warriors. Except for the five squads already under Vikram, the rest were stunned that the former disgraced Young Master was being given command of the whole team.

But with the Mist King personally present, and knowing it was his direct order, no one dared to object. Moreover, many had witnessed Vikram’s capabilities in recent days, so there was little resentment.

Elder Rowan turned to Vikram. "What is your answer? Are you ready for this responsibility?"

Vikram remained silent for a moment. He looked at the one hundred and fifty warriors standing before him. Just days ago, many of these same werewolves had viewed him with doubt and mockery.

Now... they were willingly placing their lives in his hands.

Taking a slow, deep breath, Vikram stepped forward and spoke with firm resolve:

"If all of you trust me... I will not let you down."

Elder Rowan smiled, then delivered another bombshell that stunned the entire Third Team.

"If you successfully conquer the entire eastern part of the Mist Forest, the First and Second Hunting Teams will also be placed under your command."

Vikram didn’t hesitate. He nodded with determination.

"I will conquer the eastern part of the Mist Forest and make it completely zombie-free."

The warriors erupted into a unified roar of determination.

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Vikram knelt beside a large map spread across a flat stone, his silver eyes scanning the terrain with sharp focus.

"The zombies are concentrated here," he said, pointing toward the eastern valley. "If we charge directly, they’ll surround and overwhelm us. So we’ll divide into three groups."

He traced different paths on the map as he explained:

"The first group will act as bait and draw them out.

The second group will circle behind and cut off their retreat. The third group will remain hidden until my signal."

The squad leaders studied the plan carefully. Within minutes, they realized it was far superior to their original scattered approach.

One after another, they nodded in agreement.

"We’ll do it your way, Young Master."

Vikram rolled up the map and stood tall, gazing toward the dense forest ahead.

"Then let’s move."

Without needing any further instruction from Elder Rowan, the squad leaders immediately began organizing their warriors according to Vikram’s strategy. Watching everything unfold from a distance, Elder Rowan allowed himself a quiet, satisfied smile.

’Leadership cannot be granted by title alone,’ he thought. ’It is earned through trust.’

The warriors of the Mist Pack had already begun to see Vikram as the leader they wanted to follow.

---

The twenty squads moved swiftly and silently through the eastern forest. Each unit headed toward its assigned position with disciplined precision. No one questioned Vikram’s decisions anymore.

From atop a large boulder overlooking the valley, Vikram observed the scene below with narrowed eyes. Hundreds of zombies wandered aimlessly through the dense woods. Some searched for prey, while others stood unnaturally still, as if waiting for a command.

"They’re gathering," Vikram muttered.

One of the squad leaders stepped up beside him. "What are your orders?"

Vikram made his decision quickly. "First and Second Squads, advance from the front. Do not try to destroy them. Your only task is to draw them toward the valley. Third and Fourth Squads will remain hidden. Once the horde enters the narrow pass, cut off both exits. The rest will strike together. Leave the evolved zombies to me."

Everyone immediately understood. Ordinary zombies were dangerous because of their numbers, but the evolved ones were the true commanders. As long as they lived, the horde would keep reorganizing.

A loud howl echoed through the forest.

The First Squad launched the attack.

Roars erupted from the zombie horde. Just as Vikram had predicted, the undead abandoned their scattered positions and surged toward the attackers like a tidal wave.

"Retreat!" the First Squad fell back in an orderly manner, deliberately leading the massive horde straight into the valley.

Everything unfolded exactly according to plan.

Soon, hundreds of zombies flooded into the narrow passage.

Vikram raised his hand. "Now!"

The Third and Fourth Squads burst from their hiding spots on both sides. Massive trees were felled with powerful strikes, crashing down and sealing the entrances. The zombies were trapped.

"Attack!"

The forest exploded into chaos.

Werewolves leaped from every direction. Spears pierced skulls. Claws tore through rotting flesh. The valley became a battlefield drenched in black blood.

Meanwhile, Vikram ignored the lesser zombies. His sharp senses had already locked onto the real threats.

"There."

Hidden among the horde stood three evolved zombies, watching the battle with cold, calculating intelligence instead of mindless aggression.

Without hesitation, Vikram activated his Sync ability. A surge of power flowed through him as he charged forward like a silver streak.

The evolved zombies finally noticed him and roared in fury, moving to intercept.

The collision that followed shook the valley.

Vikram fought with ferocious precision, using his Treekin abilities, vines to restrict movement, flames to burn through tough hides, and raw physical power to finish them. One by one, the three evolved zombies fell before him.

Seeing their leader dominating the strongest enemies, the surrounding warriors fought with renewed ferocity and unbreakable morale.

---

The battle in the eastern valley ended in complete victory.

Not a single werewolf died. For the first time in years, the Mist Pack had eliminated such a large zombie horde with almost no casualties.

From that day onward, Vikram’s reputation spread like wildfire throughout the entire pack.

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Meanwhile, inside the tent, after another exhausting night, Evelyn picked up her communication device while Kara and Carol were still catching their breath.

She dialed her younger sister’s number.

Liora answered after a few rings, her voice carrying its usual sharp, playful tone. "Sister? What’s wrong? You rarely call me like this."

Kara, lying nearby, raised an eyebrow. "Why are you calling her?"

Evelyn shot her a glare. "You shut up. I can’t bear this werewolf alone anymore."

Carol blinked in surprise. "Why are you saying ’alone’? Kara and I are bearing it with you every night."

Evelyn’s cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and frustration. "Even with the three of us together, he’s still unbearable! You both know how insatiable he’s become!"

Without waiting for their response, she spoke directly into the device. "Liora, I need you to come to the Mist Territory immediately. Especially to the hunting team area."

On the other end, Liora fell silent for a moment. Since she and her sister talked frequently, she already knew Evelyn was living and sleeping with Vikram. It didn’t take long for her to understand exactly why she was being called.

"...You want me to sleep with him too, don’t you?" Liora asked bluntly.

Evelyn didn’t deny it. "Just come."

Liora immediately protested. "No way! Have you forgotten? I teased him mercilessly when the Mist King was beating him in public. He looked at me with pure anger that day. If I go there now, he’ll torture and punish me for sure. I’m not coming!"

Evelyn’s voice turned stern. "You’re the one who teased your own husband. If you provoked him, then you should come and apologize properly."

"I’m not apologizing!" Liora shot back stubbornly.

Evelyn sighed, her tone becoming more serious and commanding. "Liora, no matter what happened in the past, he is your husband. It is your duty to serve him. Even if he wants to punish you, even if he wants to be rough with you... you will bear it. You will come here."

Liora remained silent for a long time. Evelyn could almost hear her younger sister’s internal struggle.

Finally, Liora let out a defeated sigh. "...Fine. I’ll pack my things and head over."

Evelyn’s expression softened slightly. "Good. We’ll be waiting for you."

After ending the call, Evelyn leaned back with a tired but satisfied look.

Kara shook her head with a small smile. "You really dragged your own sister into this."

"She’s his wife too," Evelyn replied simply. "It’s only fair."

Carol chuckled softly. "I wonder how Vikram will react when he sees her..."

The three women exchanged knowing looks, fully aware that the dynamics in their shared tent were about to become even more intense.

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