Ghosts Wearing Human Skin

After resting for less than half a day, Wang Ye set out once more.

Walking across the Wasteland, Wang Ye did not know why, but his heart was filled with tranquility.

Once upon a time, when he first rode the Mail Truck across the Wasteland and saw Fierce Ghosts wandering everywhere, with ten thousand ghosts walking in broad daylight, his heart had been filled with gloom.

And now...

If Wang Ye had to choose, rather than staying at home, he would have preferred taking a leisurely stroll through the Wasteland, visiting his old friends, chatting about this and that.

Of course...

It would have been even better if they did not insist on dragging him into long-distance running.

Yes, that was right.

Wang Ye was being chased again.

After letting his guard down for a moment, he had been discovered by two enthusiastic old friends. Realizing that Wang Ye had come to visit, those old friends immediately became excited, calling over their companions and insisting on keeping him for a heartfelt chat.

To be honest, his friends were a little too enthusiastic, and Wang Ye found it rather troublesome.

It was hard to refuse such hospitality.

Watching the Ghost Kings behind him roar repeatedly as they chased him like mad, Wang Ye could not help but sigh.

Fortunately, Scavenger City was almost within reach.

Come to think of it, every time Wang Ye showed up in Scavenger City, he seemed to make quite a scene.

The Scavengers guarding the city gate spotted Wang Ye from afar. They had originally been sharpening their blades with murderous intent, but the moment they recognized his face, every expression changed.

Wang Ye had not visited many times, but Scavenger City was full of legends about him.

At the very least, after Wang Ye's last