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Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

Chapter 660 - 530: Waiting for the Rabbit · Oct 13, 2026

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651 Chapter 651 - 521: Some Things Cannot Be Tolerated 2026-10-13
652 Chapter 652 - 522: Fire Trees and Silver Flowers 2026-10-13
653 Chapter 653 - 523: Upgrade 2026-10-13
654 Chapter 654 - 524: Division and Imbalance 2026-10-13
655 Chapter 655 - 525: Relentless 2026-10-13
656 Chapter 656 - 526: Paranoia 2026-10-13
657 Chapter 657 - 527: Sick 2026-10-13
658 Chapter 658 - 528: An Absurd Trap 2026-10-13
659 Chapter 659 - 529: Xiaohu’s Loneliness 2026-10-13
660 Chapter 660 - 530: Waiting for the Rabbit 2026-10-13
661 Chapter 661 - 531: Such a Swift Blade 2026-10-13
662 Chapter 662 - 532: The Supreme’s Dignity 2026-10-13
663 Chapter 663 - 533: All Just Rumors 2026-10-13
664 Chapter 664 - 534: Xiao Hu’s Revenge 2026-10-13
665 Chapter 665 - 535: The Last Stubborn Resistance 2026-10-13
666 Chapter 666 - 536: Not Bothering with a Joke 2026-10-13
667 Chapter 667 - 537: Slaughter Without End 2026-10-13
668 Chapter 668 - 538: Thorough Search 2026-10-13
669 Chapter 669 - 539: Mere Formality 2026-10-13
670 Chapter 670 - 540: Normal Abnormalities 2026-10-13
671 Chapter 671 - 581: Fleeing at the First Sign of Trouble 2026-10-13
672 Chapter 672 - 582: Academic Exchange 2026-10-13
673 Chapter 673 - 583: The Old Dean 2026-10-13
674 Chapter 674 - 544: Shifting Identities 2026-10-13
675 Chapter 675 - 545: Drastically Different Styles 2026-10-13
676 Chapter 676 - 546: Entrapment 2026-10-13
677 Chapter 677 - 547: Keeping a Promise 2026-10-13
678 Chapter 678 - 548: Celestial Net and Earthly Trap 2026-10-13
679 Chapter 679 - 549: Hard to Defend Oneself 2026-10-13
680 Chapter 680 - 550: Years of Hard Work 2026-10-13
681 Chapter 681 - 551: Xiaohu’s Tiles 2026-10-13
682 Chapter 682 - 552: Fake License Plates 2026-10-13
683 Chapter 683 - 553: Taking a Desperate Gamble 2026-10-13
684 Chapter 684 - 554: Miscalculation 2026-10-13
685 Chapter 685 - 555: Special Appointment Once Again 2026-10-13
686 Chapter 686 - 556: Kill List 2026-10-13
687 Chapter 687 - 557: Adding Fuel to the Blazing Fire 2026-10-13
688 Chapter 688 - 558: A Grand Array of Forces (Happy Year of the Rabbit) 2026-10-13
689 Chapter 689 - 559: Two Pieces of News (Second Update) 2026-10-13
690 Chapter 690 - 560: Getting a Bit Arrogant (Third Update – Happy Year of the Rabbit) 2026-10-13
691 Chapter 691 - 561: What a Coincidence 2026-10-13
692 Chapter 692 - 562: A Sense of Déjà Vu 2026-10-13
693 Chapter 693 - 563: Déjà Vu 2026-10-13
694 Chapter 694 - 564: Probing 2026-10-13
695 Chapter 695 - 565: Death Trap 2026-10-13
696 Chapter 696 - 566: The Tycoon and Three Eyes 2026-10-13
697 Chapter 697 - 567: Protect Our A-level 2026-10-13
698 Chapter 698 - 568: Giving Gifts Places One at the Mercy of Others 2026-10-13
699 Chapter 699 - 569: Celestial Hook Enigma Mansion 2026-10-13
700 Chapter 700 - 570: Truly an Extraordinary Person 2026-10-13

Facing Qu Jianlei’s questions, Xiao Hu indicated that in Area Two, there was only one person sitting on a chair at the doorway.

This is it! Qu Jianlei was convinced that there was definitely someone in the surveillance dead zone of the ward, and there would be other ambushes as well.

He gave another command, ”Find the blueprints of the hospital!”

”In addition to corridors, emergency exits, and bed layouts, you need to include the positions of various equipment and pipelines.”

Xiao Hu was very quick at this task, taking less than ten seconds in total.

Not only did it find the blueprints, but it also thoughtfully enlarged the target area and plotted several routes of advance.

Looking at the blueprints, Qu Jianlei quickly pondered how to launch an attack.

His original plan was also to cut off part of the hospital’s power and launch the attack amidst the chaos.

However, doing so would be quite unscrupulous, too unfriendly to many patients, and would greatly increase the stress on the medical staff.

Since the medical personnel here were quite decent, he decided to minimize the blackout area as much as possible.

Lohr sat at the doorway of the ward, lazily leaning against the chair, looking listless.

Few people could tell that his current posture was very easy for gathering and exerting strength.

Lohr was just a Modified Warrior, but his status in the Cyan Blade Commerce Association was not low because his skills were good enough.

If he initiated an attack, C-level Warriors were generally not his opponents and he could even suppress B-level Warriors for a long time.

His cold weapons were all custom-made by the association. If he ambushed, killing a B-level Warrior wouldn’t be very difficult.

In the association, Lohr enjoyed the treatment of a B-level Warrior.

Because in some situations, the absence of elemental fluctuations on his body would be an excellent camouflage.

Just like in this situation, where he was to guard the Supreme who was injured, looking harmless while being assigned to watch the door.

In fact, Lohr was not sure if the Fahim Supreme was really in the ward.

According to the higher-ups, there were a total of four guardian targets, each of which could be real or fake.

Lohr received B-level treatment, which was quite good for a Modified Warrior, but his qualifications were not enough to know such secrets.

The association’s requirement for him was to guard this place as if it were where the Supreme’s true body was, ready to sacrifice his life at any moment.

Lohr was not surprised by this demand. The Cyan Blade Commerce Association was always known for being iron-blooded.

Having enjoyed so many resources from the association in the past, he was expected to deliver satisfactory results at critical moments.

Lohr had been guarding here for many days, and his vigilance had not relaxed much.

It was now nighttime, and it was said that the opposition preferred to act at night, requiring him to be extra vigilant.

Lohr’s lips were tightly closed as he idly licked the upper gum area towards the back, where there was a trigger.

Once the trigger was crushed, all kinds of traps would be fully activated, and defense would be significantly enhanced, enough to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

However, before crushing the trigger, he might have a chance to use all his strength for one strike.

No matter how he comforted himself, he only had two tasks: to block the enemy and to give a warning.

Lohr didn’t care about his life or death. He was more curious whether the opposition could withstand his sudden outburst attack.

But to say he had no resentment at all was impossible; he had two slight dissatisfactions.

The first point was that he didn’t know the truth about his guardian target.

Lohr was straightforward and didn’t feel it unworthy to die for guarding a fake target—fakes serve the real.

But even now, he didn’t know if the room contained the true form of the Supreme, leaving him feeling a bit disappointed.

He was ready to risk his life, yet had no idea what he was guarding.

He understood the rules, but the feeling of not being trusted was not a pleasant experience.

Some people did say that what they were guarding was real, but those words... were just worth listening to.

The first point could still be explained by rules, but the second point troubled him more—he didn’t know when this mission would end!

This mission seemed easy but required heightened alertness at all times, especially at night.

No matter what a person does, they hope for an endpoint, and Lohr was no exception.

This kind of mission he could endure for seven to eight days without a problem, ten days to half a month was also acceptable, perhaps even one to two months wouldn’t matter.

However, no deadline for the mission’s end was given from above.

Whenever he thought of this, a slight unease would arise in his heart.

The preconditions for ending the mission were either Fahim’s death or being rescued.

The Supreme’s death... would probably take years to count, and as for rescue? That was even more uncertain!

Ordinary people already have treatment plans, but for the highly homogeneous Wood Attribute, who knows when a plan will emerge?

Not to mention Fahim is a Supreme, with a homogeneity that is extremely formidable, not comparable to A-level or B-level.

Optimistically estimated, it would take at least three years, right?

Lohr knew there was another possibility, which was that the Cyan Blade Commerce Association would send reinforcements, making his task easier,

but he also heard that the association was currently focused on defending against enemy attacks, with no qualified reinforcements available temporarily.

So what he hoped for was reinforcements, not necessarily Supreme or A-level, even a few B-levels would do.

At least it can help him share some of the work, so he won’t be so tired.

He was idly pondering when a figure flashed in front of him, and his muscles subtly adjusted.

It’s a doctor! He relaxed a bit; he’s been through this kind of situation too many times.

His memory is good, he knew he hadn’t seen this person before, but he shouldn’t completely relax; after all, doctors are everywhere in this hospital.

The tasks are so dull and boring, after some time, it’s hard for him to stay vigilant against every stranger.

The doctor walked briskly and quickly disappeared in another direction; this is typical for night shift doctors.

Luoer didn’t relax because of this and persisted for another four or five minutes before he eased up.

He couldn’t help but let out a vague sigh in his heart: When will this day end?

However, right after, he felt something was off.

He discreetly shifted his body, made slight muscle movements without leaving traces, and gently hooked the index finger of his right hand.

If an accident occurs, he will absolutely deliver the most ferocious slash of his life.

However, the problem is... what’s off exactly?

The next moment, the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed; the off feeling has arrived!

Luoer’s body flashed like a phantom, silently darting to the other side of the door.

His finger hooked, and a gray short blade appeared in his hand.

The other side might have initially damaged the power system, which is one of the outcomes inferred by the association, and there is a corresponding contingency plan.

Not to mention, life support pods require electrical support; although the pod body is equipped with a battery, external power sources must be emphasized.

Damaging the power is useless to the other party; backup power has been installed in the ward.

Otherwise, it would be laughable if the supreme’s health deteriorated due to a power outage!

Now, Luoer faces a problem: Should he bite the trigger?

But he made a decision almost instantly: Temporarily not biting.

This trigger isn’t solely in his hand; the ambushers in the ward also have it.

His alert is to inform his companions that the opponent has arrived; his companions wouldn’t ignore such strong electrical fluctuations.

Hence, there’s no need for him to alert; since he hasn’t detected the opponent, he anticipates unleashing a full-force strike when the opponent appears.

Moreover... what if this sudden power cut is merely a test by the opponent?

If their forces reveal all their cards and open fire, it will let the opponent understand their arrangements, achieving the purpose with a facade.

Therefore, should defense be elevated to block the opponent? This decision should be left to the companions inside—who are of higher level!

Pushing back a few minutes, the people inside were also busy.

At a blind spot of the surveillance, a dark screen repeatedly replayed the doctor who had just passed by.

This terminal isn’t networked, independently connected to a few cameras.

Two members of Cyan Blade Commerce Association hold shares in the Airport Hospital, though not many, they have their own networks.

If it weren’t for this, the association wouldn’t have chosen to hide Fahim Supreme here.

This information wasn’t even mastered by the Earth Scholar.

After all, those two members are currently in the Blade Star Realm, they have someone holding their shares on behalf of them.

Because of this, after transporting Fahim here, the association discreetly installed several monitors.

By rights, these monitors couldn’t evade Qu Jianlei’s perception, but they cunningly installed the monitors on the hospital’s surveillance.

There are parallel monitors on the surveillance; this is certainly redundant, who would think to do this?

Since entering the hospital, Qu Jianlei has been extremely cautious, not daring to easily release perception, ultimately detecting nothing unusual.

These monitors are independent, directly connected to an offline terminal, even Xiao Hu hadn’t discovered them.

The terminal also has a copied hospital personnel database, the operator compared for a while, ”Found it... Similarity is eighty-one percent.”

Eighty-one percent isn’t very high, but the camera is too small, the transmission signal is almost nothing, the terminal is also running low load.

So this level of similarity is quite high, nearly confirming it’s him.

But another sharp voice spoke, ”That organization is adept at transformation techniques, we can’t relax.”

”Nothing can be done about that, the signal can’t be further enhanced, they might have powerful artificial intelligence.”

Just then, the lights flashed suddenly, the sharp voice whispered, ”Shh~”

The people inside prepared themselves but didn’t rush to launch the defense.

These people are more experienced than Luoer, naturally aware of the current situation, rushing to defend would mean actively revealing themselves.

The opponents might not be sure about the whereabouts of their side’s hideout—this information is highly confidential, even Luoer at the door isn’t aware.

If it’s merely a test, an overreaction by their side would mean Fahim Supreme would have to relocate.

But to find such a safe place again and establish various safety measures is exceedingly difficult.

Anyway, Luoer is outside, at least waiting until he can’t resist, then launching defense wouldn’t be too late.

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