Chapter 49: Wu Feng’s Calculations

“Almost forgot to tell you, got interrupted by the flood dragon. Let me introduce you to my new home,” Sang Chu said, pointing at the large, lush plants around her, as if showing off her own handiwork.

Yi Ping was startled by the sudden movement. “Wait, wait, what are these things? Are they all deleted?”

Sang Chu replied, “Those are crystal cores. They’ve merged with me, and it seems they’re not harmful. From my perspective, that’s a good thing.”

Sang Jingwen introduced himself, “I’m Sang Jingwen. I live in the mountain hollow behind the big mountain behind you. Please take care of me from now on.”

Watching Sang Jingwen’s serious self-introduction, Yi Ping felt a bit numb, but also a little envious that someone would want to introduce themselves to her.

“So, everyone, I’m a fire-type ability user. My sister said you’re not afraid of abilities. Do you think I could try using mine here?”

He spoke cautiously—not that he didn’t trust them, but he was still wary.

——

A moment later,

Sang Chu realized she seemed to understand the plants’ intentions. Maybe it was because of the crystal core she’d just absorbed.

Yi Ping asked, “Sister, what does it mean?”

Sang Chu pointed at the largest plant and said, “Go ahead, try attacking it with your power!”

Yi Ping swallowed nervously. “Are you sure it’s okay for me to really attack it?”

“Go ahead,” Sang Chu encouraged.

She had a gut feeling that these mutated plants weren’t afraid of abilities, so this was a good opportunity to test it.

Yi Ping looked at Sang Chu, then carefully released her power towards the big plant.

To their surprise, the plant’s thick leaves instantly slapped away the fire!

At that moment, a huge red flower suddenly bloomed from the ground, opening its gaping maw and swallowing the fireball whole.

Yi Ping shivered and stepped back, exclaiming, “Oh my god, these… these plants are so fierce!”

Sang Jingwen nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Sang Chu was very glad she’d just used her spiritual power to sense the plants’ intentions—otherwise, she might have been in real danger.

These giant plants formed a dense barrier, each guarding their own territory and protecting each other. For now, it seemed the base was safe!

Sang Chu said, “Everyone, your food seems to rely on my abilities. If you’re willing, we can work together: as long as you guard this first line of defense and don’t let anyone cross, I’ll regularly provide you with energy. How does that sound?”

——

After getting their agreement, Sang Chu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Min stared at Sang Chu for a long time before saying, “A-Chu, you can understand what they’re saying?”

“I can sense what they want to express. By the way, why did you suddenly come back so quickly?”

She hadn’t planned to reveal that these mutated plants could launch laser attacks.

Sang Jingwen said, “Wu Feng is coming.”

“What?!”

Sang Chu was shocked. Why was Wu Feng here?

Lu Min pulled up a projection on the screen. “It’s true. Wu Feng and his group are heading straight for Haishi at full speed. They’re moving really fast. If I didn’t have my own sources, I’d have fallen way behind. They’ll reach Haishi soon.”

——

The wind rustled through the leaves.

Sang Chu’s heart tightened. Should she stay or go?

“Everyone, take cover. Wu Feng is coming.”

“What?”

Sang Jingwen was about to ask how Sang Chu knew, but the next second, he saw the giant plants all turning in the same direction, pointing the way.

Sang Chu said, “I’m heading back to the underground city. Please take care of my new home!”

Sang Jingwen quickly took out the hovercraft, and the group boarded and left.

The giant plants densely covered the entire mountain, making it impossible for Wu Feng’s group to find a way in.

“Are you sure Sang Chu is in this mountain?” Wu Feng asked.

Zhu Qiang replied, “Boss, really, she’s in here. She has a lot of strange weapons, and she’s beaten so many ability users that hardly anyone can stand against her!”

Zhu Ling added, “Boss, these mutated plants are so powerful. Could they be related to Sang Chu’s new weapons?”

Wu Feng said, “I can’t clear out these mutated plants. If we want to get in, we’ll need help.”

There was no way to deal with the mutated plants. Some were even deadly, so everyone avoided them as much as possible.

But they hadn’t expected there to be so many on this mountain!

Ge Miao said, “Boss, Haishi has five major factions, but they’re all second-rate. Not sure if they can handle these plants.”

Wu Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at the mutated plants. He conjured a gold coin and threw it at them.

*Bang bang bang—*

The plants bounced the coin back like a ball, their vines thick and impenetrable.

“Earth shield!”

“Earth shield!” Zhu Qiang and Ge Miao both activated their abilities, but their shields ended up with gold coins embedded in them.

Zhu Ling asked, “Boss?”

Wu Feng’s face darkened. “Let’s go find the ability users here!”

The group turned and left for a nearby base.

——

Du Mu looked at Wu Feng and said, “You say you’re from Shangjing? I’ll believe you for now. But you’re claiming Sang Chu stole your stuff and ran off? That sounds a bit far-fetched.”

He didn’t know Sang Chu, nor who she was, but the idea that a woman could steal something from Wu Feng, a triple-ability user, and escape was hard to believe!

Wu Feng replied, “If it weren’t true, why would I come all this way? She’s hiding deep in the mountains and is hard to find. If you’re willing to cooperate, I’ll share whatever we find.”

Du Mu didn’t trust Wu Feng or his base. He was just an outsider, and no one knew how he got his supplies. But rumor had it he had many ability users working for him, able to produce food on their own.

Wood-type ability users were rare in the apocalypse, and Wu Feng couldn’t catalyze fruits and vegetables out of thin air—he needed seeds, and those seeds required his blood.

In other words, without ordinary seeds for him to catalyze, the only way to get food was to use a wood-type user’s blood to create seeds, then rapidly grow them.

But this would only speed up his own death.

So, wood-type users fell into two categories: the strong, whom no one dared force to use their blood, and the weak, who became blood bags.

According to what Du Mu knew, Wu Feng’s base only traded with outsiders, so there was only one possibility: his base had blood bags—maybe more than one!

That was the real danger.

**End of Chapter 49**"

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