Chapter 3, District 9

A warrior with level 4 authority is already considered a strong individual here

The man staggered backward, his mouth filled with bright red blood, and the intense pain caused his facial muscles to tremble and contort, making him look almost like a wild beast. His eyes were bloodshot, glaring fiercely at Ferren, and then the man let out a muffled roar, suddenly reaching back to grab the hammer and raising it high. At the same time, his already robust body began to swell like a balloon. His eyes were bloodshot, glaring fiercely at Ferren, and then the man let out a muffled roar, suddenly reaching back to grab the hammer and raising it high. At the same time, his already robust body began to swell like a balloon. His skin rapidly lost its original color, began to congeal and deform, transforming into a more powerful form. Upon witnessing this scene, many people gasped in shock. The ability to so bizarrely alter one's own body indicated that the man before them possessed the power of mass manipulation. This also meant that he was a powerful warrior with level four authority.

However, in the face of the furious man, Ferren remained expressionless. He simply gazed quietly at the other party, tilting his head slightly, and spoke.

Hey, you sissy drinking juice!

Poor soul

A glass of juice

Hey, did you hear that? You little pretty boy? This is my position

While speaking, Fei Lun glanced at the black cat that was jumping down from his shoulder

However, no one stood up to express dissatisfaction. Most people quickly turned their heads away the moment they saw Ferren. A few who were foolish enough to approach and cause trouble would swiftly be discreetly stopped by others and then taken into the crowd for a proper "education." This was not because they held any particular respect for this "doctor," but simply because no one wanted to attract trouble—especially when the other party was a "doctor."

When Ferren entered the "Wild Mary" tavern, it was already nighttime

Feren, having completed a hat trick, leisurely made his way to the bar and found a seat. Soon, a bartender approached him.

With each step the man took, the ground would tremble slightly. He strode up to Ferren's back, casting a disdainful glance at the young, frail figure before him. However, Ferren did not even spare him a glance; he merely lifted his head to gaze at the bartender in front of him. Noticing his gaze, the bartender helplessly spread his hands.

In the wasteland, people are able to use the network system. However, only those who are truly gifted will awaken their abilities. Just like Beth, whom Ferren encountered before, or the man before him. They are not only able to utilize the basic functions of the system, but they can also elevate their permissions to accomplish feats that ordinary people cannot achieve. It is akin to superpowers or magic. They are not only able to utilize the basic functions of the system, but they can also elevate their permissions to accomplish feats that ordinary people cannot achieve. It is akin to superpowers or magic

You damn ... ...

"Indeed, you are truly a doctor. So... may I ask what you need?"

The Scavenger Squad was merely a minor incident for Feren during his journey. This year's electromagnetic storm seemed to have arrived earlier than usual. As he walked through the ruins, Feren could even keenly sense the strong radiation emanating from the air. It was precisely for this reason that when Feren returned to Zone 9, it was already overcrowded.

Although there is no unified understanding, most people categorize the ability levels of these authorities into five stages: "Mastery - Manipulation - Control - Transformation - Creation." Each stage consists of two authority levels, with a maximum of ten levels of power classification, representing the only symbol of strength in this apocalyptic land

Okay, please wait a moment

If someone were to make such a request, they would likely have been picked up and thrown into the trash by that burly man long ago. However, after listening to Ferren's words, the burly man immediately nodded without hesitation, then quickly ran to the other side to start preparing, even temporarily setting aside the drinks he was mixing for other customers. In the face of this situation, not a single customer protested, as if it were only natural for the other party to act this way, and they all appeared to be the most reasonable gentlemen in the world.

Soon, everything will be ready

Hurry up and get out of here, this is not a place for someone like you who brings pets and acts so effeminately, do you hear me? You...

There is also grilled fish

We are also at a loss, Doctor. Recently, many self-righteous individuals have come to District 9, and we are always unable to manage them.

The patient lost control, exhibited aggressive personality traits, and the final treatment plan was execution

District 9 is the largest gathering place in this wasteland, and it is also the only gathering place with level 5 network access. This is the advantage of high-level gathering places; the higher the level of network access, the more network energy can be utilized, the larger the coverage area, and the stronger the ability to withstand electromagnetic storms. Initially, people were unaware of this, but once they realized the value of a high-access network area, everything changed. This is the advantage of high-level gathering places; the higher the level of network access, the more network energy can be utilized, the larger the coverage area, and the stronger the ability to withstand electromagnetic storms. Initially, people were unaware of this, but once they realized the value of a high-access network area, everything changed

The man did not pay attention to the exchange between Feren and the bartender; he merely revealed a sinister smile on his scarred face, glaring at Feren before him

However, it is unfortunate that he chose the wrong target

Recording begins

Your juice, doctor. And your grilled fish, cutie

I believe you need treatment

The bartender respectfully placed the freshly squeezed juice in front of Feren, then winked at the black cat beside him with a smile before quickly stepping back to continue with his work. This left Feren sitting there alone, enjoying everything before him

Welcome back, Doctor. You have arrived later than usual.

The patient exhibits severe mental disorders, characterized by uncontrollable foul language and extreme violent tendencies. Based on the diagnostic results, it has been decided to perform an excision surgery on the affected area

Feren did not take Beth's words to heart; now, it is a completely different world compared to before the disaster. Moreover, in a gathering place with only level 2 network access, it is difficult to ensure one's independence. They are either destroyed by electromagnetic storms or absorbed by other forces with higher permissions. Of course, this premise is still based on the condition that they have not been eliminated by energy-absorbing monsters or other creatures.

Wandering through the Ninth District, one can see people dressed in leather armor and carrying weapons everywhere. This is the norm in the wasteland; after the catastrophe, the global population was reduced to less than one-tenth, and the survivors not only have to face natural disasters but also confront a monstrous army composed of their former compatriots, whose numbers are so vast that it is almost despairing. In the face of such a world, they have no choice but to fight. This is the norm in the wasteland; after the catastrophe, the global population was reduced to less than one-tenth, and the survivors not only have to face natural disasters but also confront a monstrous army composed of their former compatriots, whose numbers are so vast that it is almost despairing. In the face of such a world, they have no choice but to fight.

As soon as Fei Lun's voice fell, the surrounding crowd quickly retreated, even the drunken man who had been sprawled on the bar counter was now rolling and crawling into the crowd, looking as if he resented his parents for not giving him two more legs.

A coarse voice rang out, and accompanying this voice was a burly man, robust and clad only in a leather jacket, striding forward with great strides. Unlike most of the patrons in the tavern, he did not carry a firearm; instead, he bore a massive iron hammer on his back. His gait resembled that of a tyrannosaurus, and anyone standing in his way would be utterly crushed beneath his feet

However, the man's words were not finished. At this moment, Ferren was already standing in front of him, and the cold, sharp scalpel was now placed flatly inside the man's wide-open mouth

Accompanied by Fei Lun's elegant and calm voice, the man who had originally raised the hammer high above his head suddenly trembled, and then he remained motionless in that position. After a moment, the hammer slipped from his hand, crashing to the ground with a piercing sound. At the same time, the man's tall figure collapsed to the ground.

Feren let out a soft sigh, then he raised his head, revealing a hint of a gentle smile

As he spoke, Fei Lun flipped his right hand, and with a muffled scream, a severed bright red tongue shot out from the man's wide-open mouth, landing with a "thud" in the nearby wine glass, blood spreading from the severed end and quickly staining the liquid a vivid red

The appearance of Ferren quickly drew the attention of others, especially his attire, which always looked neat and clean, standing out starkly in this world filled with dust and blood. It was as if a well-dressed wealthy individual had entered a slum all alone

Wow!

At his neck, there was a surgical knife glinting with a cold light

But unfortunately, not everyone possesses self-awareness

Ah—ah—!!

It is truly not worth it to lose one's life due to the foolishness of others

In response to the bartender's inquiry, Feren smiled and provided an answer. Upon hearing Feren's response, the burly and fierce man across from him suddenly turned pale, and after a slight twitch of his lips, he finally revealed a smile

Pushing open the heavy door, one is immediately greeted by a cacophony of hoarse screams and wild rock music. The dazzling lights cut through the dimly lit hall, while the madness induced by alcohol allows people to indulge freely on the dance floor, twisting their bodies and shouting loudly, dancing in sync with the deafening beat. In the corners, one can see clusters of men and women, men with men, and women with women. Regardless of gender or age, they are all entranced by the atmosphere of revelry and the stimulation brought on by alcohol. It seems as if this allows them to forget the dangers outside and return to a carefree, peaceful, and joyful time.

It was merely a good deed done along the way

The juice in the cup exudes a refreshing aroma, as Feren slowly rotates the glass. His expression appears very focused, with his black hair meticulously combed to the sides, accentuating his handsome, chiseled features. On a typical day, encountering such a young and handsome man would inevitably attract women to approach him. However, at this moment, even the most ardent admirers of male beauty dare only to curl up in the corners, watching the figure seated at the bar with curious, cat-like eyes. On a typical day, encountering such a young and handsome man would inevitably attract women to approach him. However, at this moment, even the most ardent admirers of male beauty dare only to curl up in the corners, watching the figure seated at the bar with curious, cat-like eyes.