After saying that, he turned and left the core control room.

The moment he left, the entire core facility was engulfed in a violent explosion.

A huge fireball rose into the air, illuminating the entire primeval forest.

At the same time, the "Doomsday Judgment System" has also completed a phase of transformation.

Lu Zhaoming felt that his "eye of judgment" had become more powerful and more acute.

But he also knew that this was just the beginning.

The white robes were not truly destroyed.

He will definitely make a comeback.

He must be prepared to meet the challenges ahead.

Lu Zhaoming stood on the ruins, gazing into the distance, his eyes shining with determination.

"The game... has only just begun," he murmured to himself, his voice deep and powerful.

Then, he turned and walked into the darkness, his back view appearing lonely yet resolute.

Gazing at the red light that symbolized the destruction of the white-robed figure yet also faintly exuded an ominous aura, Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath. The air, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, tasted almost like the smell of freedom.

He said in a low voice, "This is just the beginning; the real trial is yet to come."

He turned and walked toward the regrouped troops.

Su Li was busy bandaging Liu Yan's wounds. Qing Lian was holding Xiao Cao. The little girl's eyes still held fear, but when she saw Lu Zhaoming, she immediately showed a smile of relief.

"Check everyone's equipment and replenish ammunition." Lu Zhaoming's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority. "The road ahead won't be easy." He then crouched down and patted Liu Yan's shoulder. "Old Liu, how are you feeling? Can you still hold on?"

Liu Yan grinned, revealing a bloodshot smile: "Don't worry, Mingzi, I'm not going to die. We brothers haven't even had a victory celebration together yet!"

Lu Zhaoming also smiled. In the wasteland, there is no eternal peace, only constant battles and evolution.

He looked up at the sky, where the blood-red moon seemed to mock their insignificance and powerlessness.

Su Li walked over and handed him a water bottle: "What are your plans next?"

Lu Zhaoming took the kettle, gulped down a few mouthfuls, then wiped his mouth. "What we need to do is uproot them completely."

As he spoke, he pulled a metal fragment from his pocket, which he had found in the white-robed laboratory, and which was engraved with some strange symbols.

“This thing is interesting…” Lu Zhaoming stroked the metal fragment, a playful smile playing on his lips. “Looks like our journey is about to get some new ‘surprises.’” Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly looked up at Su Li and said, “By the way, haven’t you always wanted to know why I’m so amazing? Actually…”

He lowered his voice, leaned close to Su Li's ear, and whispered a few words mysteriously.

Upon hearing this, Su Li's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then hesitated and stopped.

"How about it? Don't you think I'm amazing?" Lu Zhaoming raised his eyebrows smugly.

Su Li rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Tch, what's so great about him..."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the group, but couldn't help but smile.

Lu Zhaoming watched her retreating figure, shook his head, and his eyes became deep.

The wasteland is fraught with danger, and every step is fraught with unknowns.

He must become stronger to protect himself and his companions.

Thinking of this, he looked up again at the blood-red moon.

"Just wait, White Robe... One day, I will make you pay the price!"

After saying that, he suddenly crushed the metal fragment in his hand and turned to walk back towards the group.

Behind him, amidst the ruins, a dark figure silently appeared, picked up a shard of broken metal, and vanished into the darkness…