Wasteland for All: I Can Infinitely Upgrade My Vault

The exit of the ratman dungeon was quite close to the shelter. As soon as Zhongli reached the surface, he saw the shelter's walls rising from the ground, gleaming with a cold, heavy metallic luster in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The city wall is tall and thick, with every piece of steel tightly connected without a single gap. Standing at the foot of the city wall and looking up at this steel barrier that is tens of meters high, anyone would unconsciously feel their own insignificance.

It is obvious that steel alone could never form such a magnificent and spectacular building, like a miracle. It must have consumed runes and primal crystals, causing the gods to bestow divine power to create this kind of grand building.

But Zhongli remembered that before he left, the shelter's supplies seemed to have run out, with not much rune and primal crystal left. How did they manage to build this section of the wall?

Just then, Wu Ye and his slaves walked by carrying supplies, and Zhong Li waved to him, calling him over.

"Why is this city wall so long? Where did the materials come from?"

Wu immediately replied excitedly, "It was arranged by the Holy Maiden. The Holy Maiden used a 3D printer to print a batch of iron tools. Since there were quite a few left over, the Holy Maiden sold the tools in sets of one hundred to the trading board, exchanging them for a lot of spirit crystals and runes."

Zhong Li couldn't help but smile. What kind of fairy godmother was this! While he was busy working outside, she managed the household perfectly.

So Zhongli smiled and waved to Wu, signaling him to continue moving supplies. At this moment, even saving the Holy Maiden's life filled Zhongli with immense motivation.

The purification pool, which was temporarily used to prolong the saintess's life, was also built. At this moment, around this purification pool, more than a dozen shelter guards and slaves were continuously pouring scarlet blood into it!

What poured out of the wooden barrels brought out from the dungeon was not wine, but a large amount of thick blood.

Even amidst the thick, crimson blood, the azure light of the original crystal within the purification pool could not be concealed; it still shone brightly, its brilliance flickering like the stars.

"With so much blood, we can definitely extend the Saintess's life!" Zhong Li clenched his fist excitedly.

But before Zhongli could even rouse himself, Hongluan rushed to him, tears welling in her eyes: "Master Administrator, you... please go see the Holy Maiden. She may be nearing the end of her life, and she's been waiting for you to return."

Zhong Li felt a sudden, blank stare in his mind after being struck by the devastating news. Hadn't things just started to look up? Everyone had worked together, fought to the death, and finally brought back a large amount of blood. It seemed like everything was about to get better.

Why did the saint suddenly become unwell?

Zhongli had no time to think and immediately followed Hongluan to the side of the Holy Maiden. At this moment, Huowu had already carried the Holy Maiden's body out of the dusty tent and stood beside the magnificent, simple and bright purification pool.

This stark contrast seems to offer boundless hope. The days of hardship and suffering are over, and a bright and easy future lies ahead.

But why did the Saintess's condition deteriorate to this extent just before everything was about to improve? Blood was flowing down her entire back, and thick blood splattered all over the ground along Huo Wu's arm, forming a babbling stream of blood.

Zhong Li stepped forward and grasped the saintess's slightly cool right hand, asking, "Look, the blood pool has been built, everything should be getting better, right? How could it suddenly deteriorate like this?"

Ye Wei's face was completely devoid of color, as pale as paper, but her facial features remained soft, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, resembling an elegant ink painting.

Upon seeing Zhongli, she forced a smile, which instantly resembled a plum blossom blooming in the cold winter. Despite the harsh environment, it still stood proudly, exuding a faint fragrance.

"I'm sorry, my esteemed master. I concealed information from you. When the red moon hasn't risen, it's daytime, and my bleeding rate is far slower than in the dark."

Upon hearing this, Hongluan and Huowu fell silent, while Zhongli was filled with regret, thinking he should have thought of it sooner!

Ye Wei was the Dark Saintess, and the time before the Red Moon rose was naturally the time when she was least affected.

If only a little blood was needed to stop the saintess's injuries, why would the Black King choose to abandon her?

At this moment, Zhongli finally understood why, when they first met, she had said that if he insisted, she would respect his wishes.

She had foreseen this moment, but she couldn't bear to dampen her ambitions!

"My lady, please don't be sad. This is my destiny." She lowered her head, and her long black hair fell down, obscuring her beautiful eyes and concealing the resentment in her heart. Only her calm voice could be heard: "Your persistence is right. We can obtain more blood. I can recruit a more powerful maid for you."

Zhong Li remained silent. If it were at the beginning, he would have been proud of himself for making the wisest and most advantageous choice.

But after spending time with Ye Wei, his noble elegance and gentle kindness were as endearing as the spring sunshine. How could Zhong Li possibly stand idly by and watch such a virtuous and outstanding saintly woman pass away without any reaction?

Seeing Zhong Li remain silent, Ye Wei gently made one last request: "When I close my eyes and bid farewell to this world, I hope my body can decompose into a pool of clear water in this purification pool. Don't bury me deep in the yellow earth, letting time corrode me into an unbearable state. That would be too ugly. Is that alright... Master?"

Hongluan and Huowu both lowered their heads, and glistening tears slid down their cheeks.

Zhong Li clenched his fists tightly, asking unwillingly, "Is there really no other way?"

Ye Wei gently shook her head: "I know my body very well. I don't have much time left, maybe less than three seconds. Huo Wu, put me into the blood pool and let me complete this final summoning."

"Holy Maiden~" Huo Wu's eyes were filled with reluctance and sorrow, and two lines of tears silently slid down her cheeks. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard not to cry out loud. Then she knelt down and carefully held Ye Wei's weak body, laying her horizontally into the purification pool filled with blood.

Ye Wei gently closed her eyes, floating on the blood, her long eyelashes peacefully closed, as if she had fallen into an eternal sleep.

At the same time, crimson light erupted from the depths of the pool, instantly illuminating the entire purification pool as if it were a sea of ​​blood. Within this intense light, a massive portal slowly formed, its edges flashing with an eerie red light, as if connecting to a world filled with slaughter and bloodshed.

As the portal stabilized, the heavy clanging of armor echoed from within, each sound like a blow to the hearts of everyone present. These were powerful soldiers summoned by Ye Wei with all her remaining life force.

In contrast to the increasingly intense red light within the portal, Saintess Ye Wei's body became more and more transparent and ethereal.

Through that hazy, delicate body, one could directly glimpse the endless suffering and torment she had endured. Her body was filled with hideous and terrifying cracks, like the claws of a demon in the darkness, mercilessly tearing her flesh apart. Her internal organs were riddled with massive wounds, and the ruptured veins and blood vessels caused her unspeakable pain.

Upon witnessing this scene, Hongluan was instantly overwhelmed by a storm of sorrow. All her defenses crumbled in an instant, and tears rolled down her cheeks like broken pearls.

Zhong Li felt as if he had been struck a heavy blow. Was it really a good thing that he refused to let her leave? He couldn't even imagine the pain and torment she was enduring while kneeling beside him, smiling gently as she spoke to him!

Perhaps letting her leave sooner would be a relief.