Just then, the "Doomsday Judgment System" in his mind suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Lu Zhaoming felt a powerful force surge into his body.
He suddenly opened his eyes, roared, and actually managed to lift the stone slab that was pressing down on him.
"Red Owl, you just wait, I will settle this score with you!" Lu Zhaoming roared inwardly.
He carried Liu Feng on his back and rushed out of the secret base, which was about to completely collapse.
Lu Zhaoming stood on the ruins, gazing at the dark night sky in the distance, his eyes deep and resolute. He had to get back to the safe house as soon as possible, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.
He scooped up Little Tiger in his arms and rushed to the safe house as fast as he could.
The air was thick with the nauseating smell of blood and gunpowder, and pebbles kept falling from above. Lu Zhaoming ignored them all and just kept running forward.
Finally, when Lu Zhaoming carried Xiaohu back to the safe house, panting heavily, he was stunned by what he saw—the originally dilapidated iron gate was now completely twisted and deformed, lying to the side.
Inside the door, there was no one.
A faint smell of blood filled the air, along with a scent that Lu Zhaoming recognized all too well—the perfume that Su Li wore.
Lu Zhaoming handed Liu Feng over to Qinglian, who arrived shortly afterward. Qinglian looked at Lu Zhaoming, hesitated, and ultimately chose to remain silent.
Lu Zhaoming knew that Qinglian must know something, but she chose to keep it a secret.
Lu Zhaoming didn't speak, but silently walked into the safe house and picked up a scale that shimmered with a faint light by the window where Su Li usually liked to sit...
"It seems that some things are much more complicated than I imagined..." Lu Zhaoming muttered to himself.
Lu Zhaoming carried Xiao Hu and ran all the way back to the safe house. When he looked at the crooked iron gate, his heart sank and he felt a chill run down his spine.
This scene looks like a demolition site, all that's missing is a banner that says "Danger building, do not approach".
Without giving it much thought, he handed Liu Feng over to Qinglian, who arrived shortly afterward. The air was filled with Su Li's familiar fragrance, but also carried a lingering stench of blood.
Qinglian hesitated, then chose to remain silent, her eyes conveying the message, "I'm suffering inside, but I won't say it."
Lu Zhaoming didn't say anything, but walked into the room and picked up a scale that was shimmering faintly by the window where Su Li often sat. It was cold to the touch and had a strange feel to it, like a souvenir left behind by a mermaid after she was stranded.
"It seems that some things are much more complicated than I imagined..." Lu Zhaoming muttered to himself, activating the system's new function "Resource Exploration Range Expansion".
When he opened the map, his pupils suddenly contracted—Red Owl's target was not him at all, but the largest survivor settlement in the wasteland!
That is the hope of countless people, and one of the few pure lands in this post-apocalyptic wasteland!
Lu Zhaoming gazed into the distance, the setting sun like blood, illuminating his resolute face. His voice was low and deep: "This time, we have no way out." He then slowly raised the scale in his hand, brought it close to his nose, and carefully inhaled. A faint scent, unlike any perfume, filled his nostrils…
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