Wasteland's Only King - Chapter 136 - 122: Old Yu: Xiaojin, Don’t Be Afraid—Your Dad Is Lei Gong!
Chapter 136: Chapter 122: Old Yu: Xiaojin, Don’t Be Afraid—Your Dad Is Lei Gong!
Outside the City Lord’s Mansion.
The mood was downright weird.
Yu Limin stared at Luo Yu, perplexed no matter how he looked at it.
This is strange!
Just a moment ago, the two of them were drinking and chatting, even talking about meeting each other’s son and daughter-in-law one day.
How come…
Now Xiaojin shows up, and Luo Yu looks like he’s gonna piss himself in fear?
This does not add up!
Luo Yu is a Tier Seven Evolver, stronger than me!
Thinking of this, Yu Limin turns his head, suspiciously eyeing Yu Jin.
“Xiaojin.”
“Did you become an Evolver too?”
In Yu Limin’s mind, only someone higher than a Tier Seven Evolver could rattle a Tier Seven like that.
“Yeah.”
Yu Jin nodded.
Beside the group.
The three young buzzcut men, who had been silent all this time, grew visibly excited and expectant when they heard Yu Jin’s answer.
They all knew the information Yin Yao brought back after her rebirth.
In the future, Yu Jin would become a Tier Nine Evolver, the City Lord of Dawn City!
And this process—maybe Yu Jin only took less than two months to get there!
Because…
Yin Yao only heard the news when she traversed time two months into the future.
And right now?
It’s only been ten days since the time travel.
Though Yu Jin clearly hadn’t hit Tier Nine yet, at least he’s already on the right path!
More than that—
He had already shown up in Mang City…
Which meant all three of them had the chance to keep up with Yu Jin, grow alongside him, maybe even gather up the other hundred thousand brothers, and get back to Blue Star to save their Daxia compatriots!
It was only a moment in time.
But inside those three men, a thousand plans and wishes were spinning.
On the other side—
Old Yu squinted and sized up Yu Jin from top to bottom, didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, and just got even more confused.
“Tier Eight?”
He asked.
Yu Jin shook his head.
“Tier Nine?”
Yu Limin asked again.
“Nope.”
Yu Jin smiled, feeling like messing with the old geezer a bit.
But the very next second—
BOOM—
RUMMMBLLEE—!
Outside Mang City,
a sudden earthquake-like roar erupted.
“Hmm?”
Yu Jin raised an eyebrow, turning to look out.
Technically, he was inside the city, so he shouldn’t be able to see outside, but he had the Light Touch ability as his eyes and ears.
So with just a glance, Yu Jin started grinning.
Outside Mang City, a teeming mass—a whole bunch of “guests”—had arrived.
Just now, he was still thinking, though Luo Yu did approach Old Yu with some ulterior motives, he’d never once acted with malice. Slapping this “uncle” to death just to snatch his 50 subordinate cities felt a tad unethical.
But now?
New subordinate cities, looking like they’d delivered themselves right to his door.
“Fifty?”
“A hundred?”
“Don’t you dare let me down…”
Yu Jin muttered to himself.
Meanwhile, Old Yu was nervous as hell.
Because—
From outside Mang City, came a chorus of shouted threats.
“Luo Yu!”
“Hand over Mang City, or die!”
…
…
Outside Mang City’s gates.
A corps of no less than 50,000 Evolvers stood with an overwhelming presence.
At the very front, a man emanating Tier Seven Evolver energy, was hollering at the top of his lungs.
His name was Peter Love, City Lord of Giant Sun City, a Level 4 Refuge City.
Right now—
Behind him stood a tall woman in a black-and-white nun’s habit.
She watched Peter show his true colors up front, a lowlife suddenly on top, and didn’t say a word.
From her body, the aura of a Tier Eight Evolver faintly radiated.
In the A369 Area, there has never been a Level Eight boss in any Refuge City!
This region’s hundred Refuge Cities, for over a decade, had only ever been split between Mang City and Giant Sun City—each holding half, both Level 4 Refuge Cities.
But now?
Peter had brought all his men—fully fifty thousand Evolvers, plus a Tier Eight external reinforcement—to storm Mang City!
For this assault, Peter had burned through a staggering five million Points at the Resource Mall to buy a one-use, long-distance teleportation device.
Even if the teleportation range was short—only within a single region—Peter still gritted his teeth and bought it for the sake of total success.
Thus—
We have today’s scene.
Fifty thousand Evolvers, at Mang City’s gates!
“As long as we take Mang City…”
“All the other fifty subordinate cities in A369 Area will come under Giant Sun City too!”
“Then Giant Sun City, holding a hundred subordinate cities, can Promote to a Level 5 Shelter City!”
“Once we hit Level 5, not only can I increase the Level of my Tier Five Attribute Ability, I’ll even be able to buy cheaper Attributeless Abilities…”
“Attributeless Abilities only ever show up in Level 5 or higher Refuge City malls.”
Peter Love stared into the distance at Mang City, his eyes burning with ambitions for the future.
Although…
The deal was, all those hundred subordinate cities, plus Giant Sun City itself, would have to be handed over to “that lord” in 170 days.
But—!
The minute he lost Giant Sun City and his city lord status, he’d be able to join that lord’s city as a direct subordinate, getting a shot at Promotion after 170 days!
Promotion!
On A3 Wasteland Planet, it’s the ultimate goal millions of Evolvers and City Lords dream of day and night!
As long as you Promote, you can leave this damned wasteland planet.
As long as you Promote, you might set foot into a vaster new world.
Thinking this,
Peter Love’s heartbeat sped up even more.
He couldn’t wait another second.
“Luo Yu!”
“A dignified City Lord of a Level 4 Refuge City, and you’re hiding like a turtle at a time like this?”
Peter Love stomped off the ground, soaring into the air, and called out again.
The shouting, of course, served a purpose.
The point was—
To undermine Luo Yu’s standing in Mang City, making it easier for Peter to seize control later.
Even though “that lord” had sent a Tier Eight boss for support, emphasis on “support”—Level Eights rarely fought on the front lines.
If Mang City dragged its feet and refused to open the gates for battle, Peter might take the city by force but suffer massive losses among his elite.
He didn’t want the Evolver Corps he’d raised over so many years to take huge casualties.
After all—
Promotion requirements for a Refuge City aren’t just about subordinate numbers; they also depend on the number and tiers of Evolvers.
“Luo Yu!”
“If you stay in hiding, once I take Mang City, I’ll slaughter every last one of your Abyss Star compatriots!”
…
…
Mang City’s wall.
Luo Yu glanced out at Peter, and those fifty thousand Evolvers—a face going from bad to worse.
The teleportation siege hit too suddenly; he hadn’t time to prepare at all!
Mang City also has an Evolver Corps—also almost fifty thousand strong,
but—
Thirty thousand of them are stationed out in the city’s fifty subordinate towns.
Right now, only twenty thousand Evolvers were inside Mang City!
Twenty thousand against fifty thousand—the odds were practically nil!
Not to mention—
Standing behind Peter is what looks to be a Tier Eight, a mysterious boss-level figure.
“Is heaven abandoning Mang City?”
Luo Yu sighed inside.
He couldn’t help but look back at the Yu father and son duo.
Yu Limin, Thunder Attribute, can burst with power equal to a Tier Seven Evolver.
Yu Jin—
Luo Yu just couldn’t figure him out.
He only knew the guy’s destiny was off the charts terrifying.
And it was that overwhelming, star-river-crushing destiny that put such dread into him before.
That kind of destiny, made Luo Yu afraid to even harbor the slightest malicious thought toward Yu Jin.
But—
Destiny is one thing, strength is another.
Massive destiny might let Yu Jin—even his old man—keep dodging death and coming out ahead.
But it had nothing to do with Luo Yu or Mang City!
He could not give up Mang City.
Forty years of sweat and blood, all invested here.
His Tier Ability—all came from Mang City’s destiny.
If Mang City dies, so does he.
If Mang City lives, he Promotes.
“Lord City Lord!”
“We’re ready!”
“Open the gates! Let’s fight to the death!”
“Otherwise, there’s even less chance of survival under siege!”
Behind Luo Yu, a big burly guy who looked like an adjutant spoke up gruffly.
He was clearly giving off a Tier Six Evolver vibe.
Judging by those dragon-like muscles, his Awakened Attribute was probably something physical-body related.
“Xiaoluo!”
“Don’t panic!”
“You called me Brother Yu; with that, I’m not about to stand by and do nothing today!”
Old Yu was pumped too.
Even though, up till now, he’d never actually fought anyone for real.
But—
The mood was all fired up now.
Back in his youth, he’d been obsessed with Jin Yong, Gu Long, and Liang Yusheng’s martial arts novels. Right now, he only felt full of grand bravado, and even a touch of a true-roaming-hero’s thirst for vengeance.
Crackle—
Crack-crackle—!
Seeing Luo Yu hesitate, Old Yu tossed out a few rounds of thunder for effect.
“Don’t trust your Brother Yu?”
“Don’t forget, I’m Lei Gong!”
As his words fell—
Luo Yu let out a heavy sigh.
Then—
“All Mang City sons and Abyss Star friends, prepare for battle!”
BOOM—!
At the city’s crisis, Luo Yu did not back down as City Lord.
Dressed in white, he rocketed into the sky at the head of the charge.
At the same time—
Inside Mang City, besides the Evolution Corps of twenty thousand, some refugees also grabbed whatever swords, spears, and halberds they could find.
Mang City had treated them well; they were eager to repay that kindness with their lives.
On the wasteland, any refugee with a bit of experience found it hard to imagine a place like Mang City—a Sanctuary City that actually respected rights and order—could exist.
This group of armed refugees—many were people who’d fled to Mang City from other cities in past years, and found shelter here.
Of course…
That group was a very small minority.
The vast majority of refugees—even if not completely numb—still wouldn’t risk their lives at a time like this.
Who the hell cares who’s city lord?
So what if life gets a bit tougher, more tiring, more hungry, or hurts more…?
Being alive trumps everything else.
“Xiaojin.”
Atop the wall, Old Yu might be caught up in his martial arts daydreams, but he hadn’t forgotten Yu Jin.
“Don’t be scared, your dad’s Lei Gong.”
“With me here, nobody can hurt you!”
“But…”
“If I can’t hold them off, you have to run—get to safety deeper in the city, hide out in one of those side houses, don’t go to the City Lord’s Mansion.”
“If anyone asks afterwards, don’t say you’re my son. I’ve been palling around with City Lord Luo lately, everyone in Mang City knows.”
At the end, Old Yu heaved a huge sigh.
“In this city, I waited for you, ten days and nights.”
“But now that you’re really here, I almost wish you weren’t.”
“If I’m gone, and you ever see Xiaofang or Ah Chen, tell them I miss them terribly.”
BOOM—!
RUMMMBLE—!
From the Celestial Vault above, thunder rumbled.
The terrifying presence sent shockwaves through everyone inside and outside Mang City.
Even the Tier Eight woman backing Peter Love up had her beautiful eyes contract sharply, finally taking things seriously.
High above Mang City—
Luo Yu, who was just channeling Attribute Energy to get ready for a final stand, was startled by that thunder too.
He jerked his head down toward Yu Limin, his tone a mix of confusion and delight:
“Brother Yu, how…”
“How were you so good at hiding your true power?”
But the next second—
Yu Limin’s answer left the City Lord himself dumbfounded, nearly making him tumble out of the sky.
“Huh??”
“I have no idea!”
“I haven’t even started yet…”
Old Yu stared blankly at the sky, for the first time ever doubting his identity as Lei Gong…
