Wasteland: I Awakened A Plant System - Chapter 224: Leading Inside Territory

Thinking this, everyone was ready to enter the gate of Territory 2.

After such a thrilling and exhausting day, Vikram only wanted to settle the new members quickly and then comfortably eat and sleep.

But just before they entered, Vikram noticed something from a blind spot on the right side of the territory wall. Somehow, a group of people was trying to climb over the wall without triggering the Observation Room’s radar.

The scene made Vikram’s eyelids twitch violently.

“Brother Vikram, are these your people? Why do they look so shifty?” Ron, whose wound had been simply bandaged in the car, pointed at the figures ahead and asked in confusion.

Vikram shook his head without speaking. His expression grew increasingly cold, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

In his line of sight, there were ten Survivors of unknown origin standing outside the wall. He knew exactly what these people wanted to do.

Now that they had noticed the returning group, the ten intruders slowly turned around to look at Vikram and the others.

“Damn it, where did this kid gather so many people?”

“Things don’t look good. Retreat first!”

They had originally planned to sneak in and cause trouble while Vikram was away. With ten people, they thought even if Vikram returned, he wouldn’t be able to do anything to them.

However, they never expected Vikram to suddenly bring back such a large group.

Seeing that the situation had turned sour, the ten cunning intruders immediately tried to climb back over the wall and escape.

However, Vikram had no intention of letting them get away…

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In the gloomy, dim Wasteland World, at the foot of two mountains.

Through the black fog, a large wall could be seen clearly.

If not for the zombies, the Wasteland World had always been vast and sparsely populated.

But at this moment, outside the wall, there were actually about twenty people confronting each other.

Suddenly!

Before the two groups could interact, these ten people scattered like birds, fleeing rapidly.

From the direction they fled, it was clear they all intended to leave.

However, just as they were about to succeed, “Bang!”

A piercing gunshot broke the dead silence inside the fence.

Along with the gunshot, a body with a headshot appeared.

The two groups had only met for a few seconds before one was shot dead; this survivor clearly died with his eyes wide open.

But Vikram, who fired the shot, didn’t care about such things; after firing, he didn’t even spare a glance at the body, as if it had nothing to do with him.

“Let anyone try to move again, and I guarantee the next bullet will land precisely on his little head.”

While shouting, he racked the slide on his desert eagle again, chambering a bullet.

This tactic of ’killing a chicken to scare the monkeys’ indeed had some effect; seeing the body of their dead companion, several people halted their steps in unison.

Their gazes collectively turned to the weapon in Vikram’s hand.

In those eyes, there was apprehension, disdain, but mostly greed.

Everyone knew how precious firearms were in the Wasteland World.

When others were still wielding knives, spears, and clubs, if you had such a weapon in your hand, you could almost effortlessly control most people.

It wasn’t impossible to establish your own faction with just one weapon.

For a moment, the two groups were once again at a stalemate.

Seeing that the other party dared not act rashly, Vikram was about to tell these new Shelter members to show their skills and capture them.

Unexpectedly, one of them, seeing him make a move, took another step, preparing to flee.

As he fled, he didn’t forget to leave a remark, “Idiot, you say don’t run, and we really won’t run?”

“I don’t believe this broken pistol of yours can kill all nine of us at once.”

After speaking, he didn’t bother with his other companions who were still stunned in place and took off running.

The reason he dared to say such a thing was, of course, because he was confident in his speed.

This Survivor was the loudest verbally, but his actions were the swiftest among the nine.

Before the others could react, in the blink of an eye, he ran from the farthest position from the wall. And he was about to run away.

The next second.

“Bang!” Another gunshot rang out.

The bullet, as expected, landed on his legs. His body fell powerlessly due to his legs giving out.

“You!” This Survivor, who had just been spouting nonsense, clearly hadn’t expected Vikram’s marksmanship to be so precise, hitting his legs even with his speed.

However, he had completely misjudged Vikram.

Actually, Vikram had originally intended a headshot, but by a twist of fate, he just happened to hit the leg.

But he was destined not to know all this; at this moment, watching his other companions, who were about to escape, clutching his leg in pain, his eyes were filled with terror.

“Damn it.” He cursed inwardly; with his legs injured, he was destined to find it difficult to leave, but he didn’t want to die.

His mind raced, and after only half a second of thought, he immediately spoke, “If I die today, I will die, but I want to see how you deal with the others.”

He looked at Vikram mockingly, speaking defiantly.

His idea was that as long as Vikram shifted his attention to others, he still had a high probability of escaping.

After all, chambering a pistol bullet still takes time.

His wishful thinking was quite loud, but the next second, Vikram’s actions instantly dimmed his hopeful gaze.

Coupled with his bloodless face, he seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant.

“Go ahead and watch, who’s stopping you?” Vikram said expressionlessly, but a machine gun had appeared in his hand.

Then Vikram pulled the trigger without hesitation.

“Tat-tat-tat!” A burst of gunfire not only hit the four people running away, but the remaining unhit ones also stopped due to this sudden attack.

It wasn’t that they were truly too scared to move, but even if they ran away, they had no confidence in escaping such a barrage of firepower.

Those who were hit were the fastest runners; they, of course, could only obediently stand still.

Seeing that these people were dealt with, Vikram chuckled.

From taking action to resolving the problem, it only took a few seconds.

“Having this machine gun really isn’t fair; it’s all solved with just a flick of the finger.” He thought inwardly.

He looked again at the Survivor he had shot in the arm earlier.

“Did it look good, I ask you?”

“Weren’t you the loudest just now? How come you can’t even fart now?”

As he spoke, the machine gun in his hand pointed at his forehead, “Tell me, who’s the idiot now?”

The Survivor, with the gun pointed at his head, instantly turned pale and hastily said, “Don’t… don’t shoot, I’m the idiot, I’m the big idiot.”

Vikram, having received a satisfactory answer, curved his lips into a smile, “Good that you know, I forgive you, just be careful in your next life.”

The next second, “Splat!” Blood splattered everywhere.

As they approached the gate of Territory 2, the ten members already standing guard on the upper part of the wall immediately caught their attention. The newly arrived five looked up in surprise.

“Boss Vikram, are they new members too?” one of them asked.

Vikram nodded. “Yes. They will be staying here from now on.”

After the five entered through the main gate, Vikram led them straight into the disinfection area.

“Before you officially enter the inner territory, you must go through this process every time you return from outside,” Vikram explained seriously. “No exceptions.”

He guided them into the Vine Mist Entry Chamber. The living vines gently sealed the entrance behind them. A cool, fragrant mist filled with purifying particles sprayed from the leaf membranes, lightly coating their bodies and clothes. The mist had a refreshing herbal scent and felt soothing against their skin.

Finally, they stepped into the Spore Purge Pod. The cocoon-like pod closed around them one by one. Inside, warm glowing spores and bio-reactive particles swirled gently, deep-cleaning their bodies, clothes, and any carried items. The process felt strangely comfortable, like a warm, tingling massage that left them feeling refreshed and purified.

Next, they stood before the Verdant Scanner Plant. Its emerald vines glowed softly as they scanned each person from head to toe. When the vines turned a calm green, it confirmed they were safe.

The five newcomers were stunned speechless. Such advanced, living technology was completely beyond their imagination. However, after witnessing Lighty cure Ron’s zombie virus earlier, they no longer doubted what they saw. If Vikram Boss could even reverse infection, then something like this was also possible.

After completing the disinfection process, they finally entered Territory 2 properly.

The moment they stepped inside, all five froze in place, their mouths hanging open in pure amazement.

Before them stretched a vast, well-organized farmland with healthy green crops swaying gently. A clear pond sparkled under the lights, and five sturdy, multi-story buildings stood neatly arranged. The warm, comfortable temperature, the soft glow of the lights, and the overall sense of order and safety made the entire place feel like a paradise compared to the harsh wasteland they had known.

“This… this is really Boss Vikram’s territory?” one of them whispered in disbelief.

They were literally surprised beyond words, their eyes wide as they took in the scene, unable to believe that such a place could exist in this frozen, dangerous world.

Vikram, however, showed no reaction to this, but Anjali, who had also been shocked by this operation before, let out a proud hmph.

Her triumphant look, as if she had created this all herself, made Vikram not know whether to laugh or cry.

“We’re here. This is the living space arranged for you,” Vikram said as he led them toward Building No. 1. “You’ll be staying on the ground floor for now. Not everything is finished yet, but it will be completed in a few days. It will be just like on Earth.”

Vikram pointed to the building right next to the observation room.

Before he could even clearly see the space inside, Harry spoke first:

“Brother Vikram… no, I should call you Vikram Boss now.”

“The few of us were only slightly better off than wandering in the wilderness before. Now that we have a place to live, how could we be picky?” Harry chuckled, responding to Vikram with a light joke. “I just hope Vikram Boss doesn’t mind us adding to the Shelter’s living expenses.”

One must know that Harry was the leader of the group before. Now, his willingness to voluntarily call Vikram “Boss” clearly showed that he was ready to lower his stance and follow Vikram’s command.