Category: EN

The news of the Wasteland Wagon’s Cargo Crew’s destruction spread faintly among the Peng Zones, making transactions for Yang Zicang’s new Cargo Crew far smoother. This was the Cargo Crew of a brutal figure capable of annihilating the entire Wasteland Wagon’s Cargo Crew with just a few people. In two days, Yang Zicang had swept…

In Hubville, Ju Yin Chase, who had just returned from his own city, stood before a brass typewriter. A clerk in a chair nearby, staring at several rows of display screens, yawned and said: –Futown, no major losses for your city this month-end, eh?– Ju Yin Chase held a paper akin to a newspaper in…

Outside this space, within the lush villa district, several figures passed through the gaps between the precious trees. The leading figure’s chest emitted a shimmering light that shot across the void. Yang Zicang connected to the link and saw it was from the young man responsible for liaising with him. –Li Mi? What’s the matter…

At the other end of the city, a hundred kilometers away, amidst a cluster of buildings that resembled all kinds of monstrous creations, A man who had gotten up early to brew himself a cup of coffee and changed into his workout clothes was about to pick up his water glass. Suddenly, he sensed a…

By the dead of night, the inventory was finally tallied. The Grand Wagon Freight Crew was nearly wiped out, the corpses on the ground slowly gathering clusters of black crystals. –Lost Thought Moxel.– Yang Zicang took the over two hundred tokens belonging to the Grand Wagon Freight Crew, while Song Penglord was tasked with handling…

A Li’s Moxel connected to a distant figure, the true captain of the Wasteland Crew Rover swept through his telepathic link, letting his gaze land briefly on Yang Zicang, etching the young man’s image deep into his mind. {Come back now. The river runs often—splash without wet shoes? This time, you’ve crossed paths with someone…

[Zuo Feixian intends to make a Pro-Investment for me.] [Zuo Feixian invested 1000N in me.] Professor Chen felt his brain instantly short-circuit. Xiao Liu beside him opened his mouth in a perfect –O– shape, nearly crying out. Stuttering, he gasped to Shiu Siuchuan, –You actually… have such a long life.– –Hmph.– –Saved for survival.– The…

Boom! Boom! Two explosions thundered across the ground, instantly splattering one member of Peng Zone into a mess of flesh and blood. –Ridiculous—you actually think you can beat us?– A Li from the Desolate Freight Crew glanced at Zhao Qi. –Alright, then!– Zhao Qi smacked the blade of his knife against the beast’s rump beneath…

–Old Yang, let’s give these bastards hell—they’re exactly the type I need to take down.– Seeing Yang Zicang’s friend seething with righteous fury, neither Zuo Feixian nor Shiu Siuchuan—no paragons of propriety themselves—could hide the contempt that flickered across their faces. Zuo Feixian sneered, –Hey, Brother Lo, Mr. Yang hasn’t even said a word yet.…

After lunch, Wuyou Penglord personally accompanied Yang Zicang as they strolled through the trading area, a vast, partitioned square that had been the place where his fortune first began. Seeing that Wuyou Penglord was personally touring with the Seventh-Rank Inheritor while they themselves merely trailed behind, several artisans, who had traveled far to auction their…