Chapter 516: Wasteland Incident (3)

‘I hope there won’t be any problems.’

As Li Ziyu mulled this over, his soul connected to the Soul Network.

The moment he connected, Li Ziyu frowned.

‘Something’s not right!’

The Soul Base Stations’ coverage had clearly shrunk. In some areas, the connection was unstable and intermittent, like a bad cell signal during a phone call.

This had never happened before.

Li Ziyu was certain of one thing: anything from the System was top-quality.

For this to be happening now, there was likely only one explanation: something had gone wrong. The Soul Base Stations had been attacked, and the damage was causing the Soul Network to shrink and the connection to degrade.

Sure enough, he soon received information through the Soul Network.

Battle reports!

The Undead were fighting, and they were taking heavy losses.

‘Damn it, how long have I even been gone?!’

‘Who’s got the guts to come looking for trouble with me?!’

A grim expression appeared on Li Ziyu’s face.

When Li Ziyu suddenly fell silent, Damenevsky and the others were a bit confused. Then they saw the grim look on his face and became even more baffled.

“Li Ziyu, what’s wrong?” Damenevsky asked.

“Hah…” Li Ziyu withdrew from the Soul Network, his brow furrowed. “We’ve run into some trouble. It seems we’re at war.”

“At war? With who? How do you know?” Damenevsky was a bit stunned by the sudden declaration, but then he grew excited.

‘War is good. War is good.’

‘I’ve been itching for a fight lately!’

It wasn’t just him; even Bebuta looked over.

“I don’t have the details yet, but my Undead have suffered heavy losses. Someone is stirring up trouble on my home turf!” Li Ziyu’s eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint in their depths.

‘Damn it all, I finally managed to secure some peace and unify a piece of the Wasteland.’

‘And someone’s already here to stir things up?’

‘Can’t they just leave things be?’

He mentally ran through a list of potential enemies. It was unlikely they were from the Wasteland.

Ever since the defeat of the Cancerous Tumor Alliance Army, no one in the Wasteland could muster a large, organized force. Besides, Batubohe was over there. If there was even a hint of trouble, Batubohe would stamp it out immediately. Liu Xingxing and Zhang Peng were there too, so the Wasteland Tribes wouldn’t dare cause chaos.

That meant outsiders had entered the Wasteland and initiated the fighting.

‘An invasion from the Tribes of other Deserted Areas?’

‘No, that’s impossible. According to the information from the Soul Network, the enemy is very powerful. It couldn’t be Tribes from other areas.’

‘A Strong Race from the Central Zone?’

Li Ziyu felt that was also unlikely. A Strong Race from the Central Zone was certainly capable of invading his territory, but what would they gain from it?

It wouldn’t be in their best interest, and it would violate the unwritten rules of the Wasteland.

So it probably wasn’t a Strong Race from the Central Zone either.

‘Then that leaves the Transmigrators!’

‘He Zhiping?!’

‘Shit, it’s probably that bastard!’

Li Ziyu had a pretty good idea of what was going on now.

It was almost certainly the Dragon Lizard Lord he’d beaten and driven off. He must have come back for revenge, throwing his Deserted Area into chaos.

But that raised another question: did Batubohe not try to stop He Zhiping?

‘Tsk. This feels like a huge pain. I’d better go back and see for myself. Once I’m back in the Deserted Area, I’ll know everything.’

“Move out! We’re going home!” Li Ziyu ordered the Undead.

At his command, the Undead Fortress immediately activated. Following the information from the Soul Network, it began the journey home.

With the Soul Base Stations and the Soul Network, Li Ziyu had no fear of getting lost in the Desolate Land of Death.

The journey was uneventful. The Undead Fortress soon left the Desolate Land of Death and approached Li Ziyu’s Deserted Area.

Through the Soul Network, Li Ziyu received a message: a nearby Soul Base Station was under attack.

“Change course! To the rescue! Prepare for battle!”

With that series of three commands, the Undead Fortress changed direction and hurtled toward the besieged Soul Base Station.

The Soul Fire in the Undead’s eye sockets blazed, burning with a fierce will to fight.

‘Those are our brothers. Our brothers are getting beaten, so of course we have to go and back them up!’