Lu Zhaoming calmly withdrew his hand, inwardly complaining that the old man was being dramatic, but outwardly he remained composed: "Alright, alright, stop howling. You're lucky to be alive."

Brother Mouse wiped his face, calming down a bit, but his eyes still showed signs of shock.

He lowered his voice and crept closer to Lu Zhaoming. A strong smell of cheap tobacco and some kind of sour odor wafted over, almost knocking Lu Zhaoming over.

"Brother Lu, I...I have something even more terrifying to tell you!" His voice trembled like a leaf. "That crazy woman, Lin Shuang, she...she doesn't just want to kill me! My men overheard that she's been messing around with that 'space portal' that's been discovered by who-knows-where, and it seems...it seems she's trying to summon some kind of supernatural creature that no one has ever seen before! She says she wants to completely change the rules of this wasteland, that she wants to become queen!"

"What the hell?!" Lu Zhaoming's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Summoning unknown supernatural beings?

Through that mysterious spatial entrance that even he didn't fully understand?

Holy crap, this woman is really crazy!

This is no longer a power struggle; it's playing with fire and getting burned, dragging the entire wasteland into an abyss!

His face instantly darkened to the point of being dripping with water, his knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists, and the air seemed to grow colder.

"She's gone completely overboard... This situation is totally out of control!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold yet familiar mechanical notification sound rang out in his mind, exceptionally clear:

[WARNING! Potential dimensional threat detected! Host privileges escalated...]

[Congratulations, host! The range of "Ability Amplification" has been unlocked!]

The system interface floated eerily in front of my retina, the newly unlocked permission text flickering with a cold and eerie light.

Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath of the air, which smelled of rust. The night wind blew through his loose hair, and a resolute and sharp light flashed in the depths of his eyes.