Wasteland Hideout Upgrading From The Sewers Chapter 20

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The threat of the Indulgence Card kept Yu Yuan on edge.

But reason told him that waiting until night to go out was the safest choice.

He casually opened the chat channel to see if the bait he had cast earlier had attracted any ill-intentioned individuals.

That’s when he discovered everyone in the channel was discussing the topic of newcomers.

It turned out twelve hours had already passed, and the two supplemental newcomers had entered the wasteland, with their shelters already constructed.

When players discussed these two newcomers, they frequently mentioned the name [Yu Yuan Shelter].

After all, having entered the wasteland game for only one day, his shelter ranking had continuously climbed 501 positions—this leap made all players feel inadequate.

Naturally, the discussion was quite heated.

Yu Yuan had anticipated this; he quickly scrolled through the content when suddenly his gaze turned cold, and a icy smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

[Moss Cottage Shelter: Has anyone noticed that since yesterday, every time @Yu Yuan Shelter’s ranking improves, cigarettes get listed for sale? Could this be a coincidence?]

[Moss Cottage Shelter: @Yu Yuan Shelter, if you’ve found rare supplies, let’s make a trade! Did you discover a supply warehouse? Otherwise, how could your ranking jump 501 positions in just one day!]

“This guy… what exactly is he after?”

Yu Yuan was now certain that Moss Cottage Shelter harbored malicious intent toward him, but he couldn’t understand where this malice came from.

Waiting to plunder him after the newbie protection period ended?

But then there was no need to direct others’ attention toward himself!

He opened the Shelter Leaderboard; Moss Cottage Shelter was ranked 7733rd, which was only average. Even if the other shelter’s strength was somewhat higher than his, it couldn’t be by much.

So what was he after?

Sending messages doesn’t cost anything!

This feeling of being unable to figure it out yet being constantly targeted, like maggots clinging to bone, made Yu Yuan extremely irritated.

He opened the shelter memo, marked Moss Cottage as hostile, then checked the other chat content.

Under Moss Cottage Shelter’s deliberate guidance, the frequency of Yu Yuan Shelter being mentioned in the chat channel was indeed very high.

Checking the few players who mentioned it most frequently, their rankings were all below 7000th place.

And whenever these individuals mentioned Yu Yuan Shelter, someone would casually @ Cigar Shelter.

Instantly, Yu Yuan seemed to understand something.

These guys were probably working with Moss Cottage to create enemies for him.

Although no one knew who was listing so many cigarettes, with Moss Cottage’s guiding analysis and those planted accounts hyping up the atmosphere, after a few messages, it almost seemed confirmed that Yu Yuan Shelter was secretly selling cigarettes.

And they were competing with Cigar Shelter for the tobacco business.

They even deployed internet trolls for him!

Yu Yuan noted down each of those shelter IDs one by one, then closed the chat channel.

Moss Cottage Shelter had significant issues, but during the newbie protection period, they couldn’t really affect Yu Yuan. As long as he didn’t let their actions influence him, shelter development remained his top priority.

Currently, the most critical issue was still the Indulgence Card—this matter was urgent.

He casually picked up the books he brought back from room 506 last night and flipped through them.

But when he saw a certain headline, he suddenly froze, then immediately turned back to find that page’s title again.

—How medieval pirates solved their physiological needs on the vast oceans.

When medieval pirates undertook long voyages at sea, their methods for addressing physiological needs were constrained by sailing technology and reflected the social culture and environment of that time.

Solutions for physiological desire needs generally included:

When Yu Yuan saw the fourth solution, he paused slightly, lost in thought.

The hope in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only struggle and choice.

He recalled the news intelligence he saw in the newspaper this morning.

—Eight Cree Mountain sheep were roaming the ecological zone west of Red Shore Park in District 12.

Hiss—

His mind resisted, but reason told Yu Yuan this might be his final method to eliminate the [Indulgence Card].

He opened the Fate Cards again, looked at that line of advice, and made a decision in his heart.

“To survive! As long as I can survive… Hey, this woman…”

Yu Yuan’s newly ignited determination to face death instantly crumbled.

With a face full of surprise, he picked up the pink wallet discarded nearby.

Staring intently at the woman in the family photo… the tear mole at the corner of her eye.

Memories flashed back to last night’s conversation between Biao Ge and his two companions in front of Wutong Apartments.

—Monkey: That woman was too seductive, especially the tear mole at the corner of her eye—couldn’t get enough of her.

Tear mole—meaning the woman Biao Ge and the others mentioned was the person in this photo.

Yu Yuan’s eyes slowly widened.

Wasn’t this a woman?

As if remembering something, Yu Yuan immediately pulled out the water bill from the wallet’s inner compartment. Looking at the residential address written on it, he finally showed a relieved smile.

“With the address, with the address I should be able to find this woman’s home. Only one day has passed—she should still be alive.”

Although he wasn’t sure if this woman was captured at home by Biao Ge and the other two, having hope was better than having none.

He immediately opened the virtual map and began searching according to the address on the water bill.

In just two minutes, Yu Yuan found the residential location on the map.

—68 Canchino Street.

This was located in the western part of District 11, adjacent to District 12.

By the time Yu Yuan emerged from the sewer and ducked behind a streetlight pole under cover of darkness,

the time had already reached 9 PM.

After a brief rest in the afternoon, his energy had recovered, and he had familiarized himself with the Glock 17 pistol to ensure he could fire immediately if he encountered danger.

The Kukri, alloy folding hand crossbow, backpack, and sling bag had become his standard equipment.

Canchino Street was a typical residential neighborhood, with independent houses on both sides of the street, each with its own lawn, garage, and basement.

But now, the street only contained collapsed notice boards, broken trees, overturned trash cans, and plastic bags everywhere.

The lawns had completely entered wild growth mode, though the half-meter-high wild grass actually pleased Yu Yuan quite a bit.

Following the virtual map, he quickly found the location of 68 Canchino Street.