The news brought by Lao Ma was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples and instantly suffocating the already tense atmosphere.

Lu Zhaoming's deep eyes were fixed on the old, dilapidated map of the wasteland.

On the map, the marked red dots, in the dim light, resemble menacing demons, ready to devour everything at any moment.

“If she is indeed gathering power, it means her plan has entered its final stage.” Lu Zhaoming’s voice was so deep it seemed to come from underground, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp as he looked at Brother Rat, "Are your men able to find out the specific situation in these places?"

Brother Mouse felt a chill run down his spine from Lu Zhaoming's gaze; he knew all too well how this "Brother Ming" operated.

Don't be fooled by his usual cheerful demeanor; when he gets really ruthless, he can skin you alive.

He quickly nodded and bowed, saying, "Brother Ming, don't worry, I'll arrange for someone to go right away. However... this wasteland is so vast, and we don't have enough manpower, it might take some time."

"Time?" Lu Zhaoming's lips curled into a meaningful, cold smile. "Then hurry up. I don't want to regret it when she puts a knife to my throat."

Just as everyone was frantically discussing countermeasures, a roar broke the tense atmosphere.

"What are you all dawdling for? That bitch Lin Shuang ruined my brother, now it's time to kill her!" Xiao Hu, like an angry little leopard, rushed into the room, his eyes burning with raging fury.

Lu Zhaoming frowned and said coldly, "Calm down! Rushing in like this will only lead to your death!"

"Going to your death?" Xiao Hu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He pointed at Lu Zhaoming's nose and roared, "And what about you? Who the hell do you think you are? Don't you care about my brother's life or death at all?!"

"Xiao Hu, stop fooling around..." The weak Liu Feng reached out with difficulty, trying to pull his younger brother back.

But how could his weak strength possibly stop an enraged beast?

Seeing that the two brothers were about to start arguing, Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath, walked up to Xiao Hu, grabbed his arm, and pulled him aside.

“I know you hate Lin Shuang, and I wish I could kill her right now. But think about it calmly. What time is it now? Don’t you know our own strength and Lin Shuang’s capabilities? If we act rashly, we will only fall into her trap. In that case, we will not only fail to save your brother, but we will also get ourselves into trouble!” Lu Zhaoming explained patiently, trying to soften his tone.

Xiao Hu glared at Lu Zhaoming through gritted teeth, his chest heaving violently, clearly still trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Then what do you suggest we do? Are we just going to stand by and watch her get away with it?"

"Of course not." Lu Zhaoming patted Xiaohu on the shoulder and said firmly, "I'll find a way. But before that, you must listen to me and cooperate with my actions. Can you do that?"

Xiao Hu remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Lu Zhaoming knew that Xiao Hu had only reluctantly agreed.

To prevent him from acting on his own, Lu Zhaoming secretly ordered Brother Rat to have his men monitor Xiao Hu's movements.

"Keep a close eye on him. Report to me immediately if you notice anything amiss," Lu Zhaoming said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, Ming, I promise I'll keep a close eye on him every step of the way," Brother Mouse assured, patting his chest.

That evening, Old Ma rushed over, bringing an important clue.

"Brother Ming, I found out that Lin Shuang is conducting weapons testing in an abandoned factory!" Old Ma said breathlessly.

"Weapon testing?" Lu Zhaoming raised an eyebrow, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.

Do you know what kind of weapon it is?

"I don't know. I heard it's a new type of weapon with great power, but I don't know the specifics." Old Ma shook his head.

Lu Zhaoming paced back and forth in the room, quickly calculating in his mind.

He knew this was no small matter and that it needed to be investigated as soon as possible.

"No, I have to go and see." Lu Zhaoming suddenly stopped and said firmly.

"Ming-ge, are you going? Isn't that too dangerous?" Rat-ge said with a worried look.

"Yeah, Ming, maybe we should think about this more carefully," Old Ma advised.

Lu Zhaoming shook his head

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Lu Zhaoming smiled, walked to the table, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote a line.

"I'll go find out the details and come back before dawn."

He placed the note on the table, then walked out of the room without looking back.

He didn't tell anyone what he was going to do.

Because he knew that the fewer people who knew about this, the better.

The night was as dark as ink, enveloping this desolate wasteland.

The abandoned factory was eerily quiet, with only the howling wind echoing through the empty factory buildings.

Lu Zhaoming sneaked into the factory silently, like a ghost.

With his keen senses and exceptional skills, he skillfully evaded all the patrol personnel.

Soon, he arrived at the central area of ​​the factory.

Here, he witnessed a scene that shocked him.

The ghost hand was standing in front of a huge machine, intently adjusting it.

The machine had a peculiar design, full of science fiction elements, and flashed with various colors of light, exuding an unsettling aura.

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