Wasteland Lord: Starting from Thirty Days to Live

Venomous Fang looked suspicious, mainly because the little girl looked thin and small, and didn't seem to have any special abilities.

His subordinates, however, spoke for him.

"Boss, is there some mistake? Why is it a little girl?"

Lina's expression turned cold, and a huge shadow suddenly appeared behind her, as if a giant octopus had grown out of her.

With a cold expression, Lina waved her hand, and one of her tentacles shot towards the person who had questioned her, like a rapidly approaching spike.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Before everyone could react, the man was pierced through like a piece of roast meat on a skewer, then screamed and was dragged into the shadows.

Then, the man's voice disappeared, leaving only a series of chewing sounds.

"I hate nagging the most," Lina said, pouting unhappily.

"Um……"

After a moment's hesitation, Venomous Fang knelt down on the ground in his heart.

"This... warlock, this... sir, thank you for saving us. Please forgive that fool's offense. Do with him as you see fit, I will have no objection. May I ask why you intervened? If I... or we are of any value to you, please do not hesitate to give your orders."

It has to be said that while his venomous fangs aren't particularly powerful, he's incredibly adept at knowing when to back down, a tactic he's employed for many years in the underworld.

Lina then showed a hint of satisfaction.

"You're a piece of trash, not worthy of my orders. But right now, I do have something I'd like you to do for me."

"What?"

"Drive these refugees to the south bank and force them to join River Bend Fortress, where a new power is emerging."

Venomous Fang revealed a knowing look.

"What do I need to do, sir?"

Lena didn't want to waste words with him, so she snapped her fingers, and a tentacle from the shadows stretched out and slithered toward him like a snake. Then it coiled up and wrapped him up.

Thinking of what had happened to his underling, Venomous Fang wanted to tremble and rebel, but he didn't dare. He could only swallow his saliva repeatedly to try to remain calm.

As the fangs were rolled up by the tentacles and brought in front of Lina's eyes, another tentacle suddenly emerged from the shadows, its tip clutching a black, pulsating object.

Venom felt a chill run through his body, as if he were enveloped by something very evil, but he couldn't see the whole thing clearly.

Without a word, Lina commanded another tentacle to forcefully shove it into Venom's mouth. Venom's mouth opened to an unbelievable size, struggling and making "whooshing" sounds, but it was completely trapped by the tentacle.

The tentacles had penetrated to an unknown depth, but based on their length, they seemed to have reached the stomach.

The underlings wore expressions that were hard to describe.

Boss... I hope you don't die from an octopus's mouth explosion.

About three seconds later, the tentacle slid out of the fang's mouth, and Lina shook the tentacle she had just used, showing a disgusted expression, as if she felt it was disgusting to put a tentacle in someone else's mouth.

"Alright, here's the 'Heart of Abundance.' Now, just do as I say. You shouldn't disappoint me, right?"

After saying this, Lina didn't wait for Fang's reply, let out a cold snort, and disappeared into the shadows.

Venomous Fang was put down and knelt on the ground, panting heavily, with veins bulging on his forehead, looking like he was in great pain.

One of the younger brothers, both frightened and curious, couldn't help but lean closer to ask.

"Boss... how are you feeling? Are you alright?"

Who knew that the venomous fang, who had just been kneeling on the ground panting, suddenly stood up, grabbed his underling's skull, and actually lifted his head off the ground.

Then, the veins on Venomous Fang's hand bulged as he exerted a slight force.

With a "smack," the younger brother's skull was instantly crushed, just like a watermelon.

For a moment, all the other underlings fell silent, too afraid to step forward.

Meanwhile, Venomous Fang stood there, looking at his hands with surprise, his eyes wide as if he had hyperthyroidism.

He then gave a strange laugh.

"I...I feel great!"

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Meanwhile, while Venomous Fang escaped and gained mysterious powers from Lina, Serena was in a terrible predicament.

Because of Serena's momentary mercy, Venomous Fang was not killed on the spot, which caused a discordant voice among the refugees.

"It's fine for the young lady to be a noblewoman, but it's too much of a stretch for her to be a lord."

"She's too kind; she's not qualified."

Serena's first reaction to these rumors was not anger, but relief.

"That's right, I never wanted to be a lord. Originally, all of this was supposed to be handed over to my brother."

"My father promised me that once I came of age, I could marry another nobleman I admired and live a life of being a wife and mother. Being a lord was not something I was good at anyway."

She tried to comfort herself with this thought, but the desolation on her face betrayed her.

At first, the rumors only spread in a small circle, but when they embarked on their journey again and were attacked by the Venomous Fang gang, the rumors and complaints turned into a real attack.

The next day, the Fiend gang came looking for them. Old Martin wanted to fight back with his superior numbers, but Fiend had somehow eaten something the night before and underwent some strange change. He suddenly became incredibly strong and powerful, easily crushing several of the refugees who were surrounding him.

Upon seeing this, the other refugees scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in panic.

Venomous Fang didn't chase them, but followed them at a distance, like playing a game of cat and mouse, constantly wearing them down and tormenting their spirits.

If anyone falls behind, they are tortured to death without hesitation.

The refugees were thrown into a state of panic, even on the verge of collapse, and all their anger was directed at Serena.

"Hypocrite! If you hadn't let them go, how could they have turned around and hunted us down! What kind of young lady is she! Bah! Hypocritical nobles!"

Serena stared in disbelief at the woman before her. Just two days ago, Serena had helped her up herself, and the woman had praised Serena's kindness.

But when Serena helped her up, her kindness was kindness; now, has Serena's kindness become a sin?

Serena couldn't understand it.

The loyal Sam stepped forward to speak.

"Which one of you wasn't saved by the young lady? If it weren't for her kindness, you would all be corpses of the rebels long ago. Now you're blaming her for being too kind? Are you even human?"

The refugees, not to be outdone, started hurling insults at Sam, while Serena, exhausted, pulled Sam back.

"Forget it, let them be. Let's keep going and go as far as we can. If we get caught, remember to kill me with your sword first. Don't let those thieves insult me."

"Miss……"

The fangs' loud laughter echoed again from the dense forest not far behind, and many refugees ran in terror, afraid of being left behind, and had no time to continue their shouting match with Sam.

Serena stopped talking and just kept walking forward.

But as she crossed the next slope, she looked up and saw that the unchanging dense forest ahead was no longer a sight to behold, but a village.

There are huge pottery kilns on the outskirts of the village.

Seeing the village rekindled Serena's hope.

"The village..."