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"What's going on? What kind of fire is this!"

"A Talent User! Brother Gui, the opponent might be a Talent User!"

At that moment, three more gunshots rang out, taking out the three Level One superhumans besides the bald man; these people did not have the reaction speed of the bald man.

The three fell silent as their entire heads were quickly incinerated by the purple fire. The bald boss was terrified and turned to flee, but could he dodge one bullet? Could he dodge three, five, or ten?

Ning Yuan fired ten consecutive shots, and finally, one struck the opponent. The purple flames engulfed him rapidly from the inside out.

"You—aaahhh!"

The bald boss's left chest was mostly burned away, along with half of his heart. He lay on the ground, eyes wide open.

Ning Yuan came down from above and quickly looted the corpses.

Only the bald boss had a gold coin on him; the other lackeys didn't even have a hundred silver coins combined, though there were quite a few firearms.

After gathering his items and packing up, he quickly headed toward the corpse-burning plant.

"Little Ning, this is a second level Gene Warrior agent. I don't need to tell you how precious this thing is; use it as soon as possible."

This time, the security Captain An spoke in a much lower voice.

"Uncle Xu, I will. Thank you for this!"

Carrying the second level Gene Warrior agent, Ning Yuan left the Xingyao Safe Zone directly.

Half a day later, he emerged from the city gate, looking back at the Outer City where he had lived for over a decade.

The Outer City was vast, with a history so long that no one knew when it began. It was said that a long, long time ago, Star Glory was an incredibly powerful place. Its technology was highly advanced, even capable of building starships that could carry people. Back then, they didn't use these brick-like mobile phones, but something called a Star Ring.

Even at night, the entire city was filled with neon lights and revelry; there was no such thing as having to turn off the lights when it got dark.

Ning Yuan felt this was just a work of science fiction. After all, if Star Glory had truly been that powerful, how could it have become what it is today?

Shaking his head, Ning Yuan stepped onto the wild Wasteland, where he would spend the next few months.

Of course, before that, he needed to consume the second level Gene Warrior agent first.

After traveling a hundred miles, he reached a desolate, uninhabited corner, placed the Shelter underground, and began to consume the second level Gene Warrior agent.

This physical transformation took a full three days.

Three days later, on the bed inside the Shelter, Ning Yuan's body stirred. As he moved, layers of old skin cracked and peeled off like eggshells.

"Is this the second level Gene Warrior agent? It seems far more powerful than what the records described."

"It seems it's just as the instructions said: the improvements vary from person to person, but at the very least, it provides five times the physique of an ordinary person, and the strong can even reach twenty times. As expected of a second level Gene Warrior agent. My current physique should have reached the limit of what a second level Gene Warrior agent can offer. No wonder Talent Users are so feared."

Ning Yuan felt the powerful strength in his body, feeling a little more confident.

With such a powerful physique, he would at least be much safer.

It was time to go out.

He put on the exclusive attire of a Wasteland hunter; this clothing was form-fitting and lightweight, equipped with wrist guards and knee pads, and if one had armor, it was easy to wear directly over the clothes.

He slung a long gun on his back, holstered a handgun at his waist, inserted two daggers into the sheaths of his special boots, and placed several types of hemostatic and muscle-regenerating powders into his belt.

Fully prepared, Ning Yuan came out from inside. The Shelter transformed back into a pocket watch, which he tucked into the inner layer of his chest clothing.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

There was a noise from under the ground, and a Split-Tooth Rat suddenly burrowed out and lunged at Ning Yuan.

He reached out to draw his long gun and smashed it toward the Split-Tooth Rat. With twenty times the physique of an ordinary person, his strength was far beyond that. The long gun let out a sharp whistle as he smashed it toward the Split-Tooth Rat's mouth.

Bang! A shockwave rippled out from the Split-Tooth Rat's head, and dozens of teeth instantly shattered, flying out like bullets.

The Split-Tooth Rat seemed to have hit a wall; its body compressed due to inertia, and finally, it was violently knocked away.

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the Split-Tooth Rat was smashed dozens of meters away, only stopping when it crashed into a giant rock.

But the giant rock also cracked inch by inch, with the Split-Tooth Rat as the center, spreading like a spiderweb.

As for the Split-Tooth Rat, its head had been smashed out of shape, and it was completely lifeless.

Ning Yuan gripped the long gun in his hand, still feeling shocked in his heart. Was this his current strength?

With a leap, his body moved like a phantom, arriving in front of the Split-Tooth Rat's corpse in a few flashes.

For him, those ordinary teeth weren't worth much and would waste time, so he only took the two sharpest and longest teeth from the Split-Tooth Rat and put them into the shelter item.

For the next half month, Ning Yuan spent his time this way: hunting Pollution Beasts during the day and meditating in the Shelter at night.

Half a month passed.

Roar!

A two-headed wolf rushed over, but immediately after, a cold light flashed, and the long gun instantly pierced through both of the two-headed wolf's heads. Purple flames traveled along the gun shaft, burning the two-headed wolf's heads, and it lost all signs of life in an instant.

Ning Yuan squatted down, stripped off the wolf claws and the two pairs of wolf fangs; the wolf skin was also not bad, so he quickly harvested it.

Currently, the number of Pollution Beasts he had hunted was probably over three hundred, averaging more than sixty a day. This efficiency was quite high, though most of them were Level One Pollution Beasts, with a few being second level Pollution Beasts.

He still didn't dare to venture deep into the Wasteland and could only circle around the Xingyao Safe Zone.

"The materials I have on me now should be able to sell for twenty or thirty thousand."

An income of twenty to thirty thousand in half a month was definitely an astonishingly high income, but this was thanks to him being a second level Gene Warrior and an A-rank Talent Holder. Otherwise, an ordinary second level Gene Warrior would only earn ten thousand or so a month, and that was with teammates.

After calculating equipment damage and medical expenses, they would only net about five or six thousand a month.

Moreover, they had to risk their lives; on the Wasteland, death was the most common thing.

Rumble!

A rumbling sound of cars came from the distance. His eyesight was very good, and he soon saw four or five pickup trucks appearing not far away.

It must be a hunting team.

"Brother An, there's someone ahead. Should we move aside?"

"One person?"

The young man who climbed out of the sunroof and was using binoculars observed for another round and confirmed: "Yes, Brother An, just one! And there seems to be a two-headed wolf beside him!"

Captain An narrowed his eyes. "A two-headed wolf is considered top-tier strength among second level Pollution Beasts. He solved it alone? Is the opponent injured?"

"It seems he didn't sustain any major injuries."

"It seems he is at least a Level Three Gene Warrior. Let's not make contact; let's go around him."

"Yes, Captain An."

The driving team member changed direction, and the path that was originally going to pass by Ning Yuan turned into a wide detour.