Divya, who had only killed for the first time a few hours ago, couldn’t endure such a sight.

At this moment, she squatted alone in the snow nearby, vomiting violently.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, her stomach churning, and she spewed not only food but also bile.

Her vision was blurred, and her ears echoed with the screams and the sound of the blade cutting through flesh.

Vikram didn’t go to comfort her; he came here not only to rescue them but also bring them into his Shelter.

If she couldn’t even tolerate this level of gore, then in the Wasteland World, she would only be a useless vase.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t afford to keep such a vase, but after visiting Cameron Town, he needed a few partners whom he could trust and who could share some of his work.

One must know that while his Territory currently seemed much more luxurious than those of other Survivors, according to his plan, it was barely considered to have completed its initial construction.

In the beginning, he wanted to create a Territory that could withstand natural disasters and various threats from Survivors and creatures.

Now he wanted to create a Territory that would rule over the Wasteland, and before any problem could reach him, it should be erased.

He had already wasted so much time hiding. It was his time for growth. But he was not like others, who would fill their Territory with any dirt. He only accepted people he could trust or control.

And in the process of improving the Territory, many complicated tasks would inevitably arise.

Since his plants mostly stayed with him, he also needed many people for the defense of his Territory.

He had also thought about keeping both Archer Sprouts at home for defense, and even the Assassin Sprout. Since he had the Phantom Sprout, the Assassin Sprout should stay in the Territory.

He hadn’t even seen the evolved status of his plant teams yet.

While thinking about all of this, he stood to the side, silently watching Divya. He didn’t step forward to help her up, nor did he comfort her. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He was waiting for her to get up on her own. He needed someone who could survive in harsh environments, not a fragile vase that only knew how to cry.

Time passed minute by minute. Divya’s retching gradually stopped. She slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with pain and confusion.

She saw Vikram standing nearby, his gaze firm and sharp, showing not the slightest sympathy for her current pitiful state. He simply extended a hand towards her.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions. She didn’t grasp Vikram’s outstretched right hand but slowly stood up on her own.

Her body was still trembling slightly, but her eyes had become resolute. She walked to Vikram’s side and whispered, "I’m fine now."

Seeing her get up from the ground by herself, Vikram was even happier than when he had taken the supplies from the five people.

At this moment, he even forgot to retract his outstretched hand, staring at Divya with a foolish smile.

"Hey, what are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

"Haven’t you ever seen a beautiful woman throw up?" Even with her pale face and unsteady steps, Divya joked with him.

At least Vikram knew that she understood his meaning and wasn’t just pretending to be fine.

He retracted his right arm. Although he felt a little empty, he said softly, "Divya, come to my Shelter."

"Handsome Vikram’s Shelter is currently urgently recruiting a beautiful woman. I see you have extraordinary bones, you’re very suitable for this position." As he spoke, he didn’t forget to scan her beautiful face, which he had seen several times in photos.

Divya’s face flushed slightly. Her delicate features appeared even more beautiful against the snow.

Her skin was as fair as snow, seemingly without a single blemish. Her facial features were perfectly flawless, and her long hair, reaching her back, swayed in the wind.

Her oval-shaped face had soft and exquisite contours. Her large eyes were like two clear lakes, sparkling with a lively glow. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the breeze, as if narrating her complex inner emotions.

She would undoubtedly have a campus-belle level appearance.

However, Divya on the opposite side was not in a hurry to answer his invitation. While Vikram was secretly looking, Divya was doing the same.

Although she had already glanced at Vikram several times just now, she couldn’t resist looking a few more times now that they were so close, adhering to the principle of ’no harm in looking’.

Both of them were secretly sizing each other up. Finally, their gazes met in the air. Both could see the other’s reflection in their eyes, and the atmosphere became a bit subtle.

They looked at each other without a word, and the air seemed to solidify. But then Warrior Druid appeared there and shouted, "Wawawawa. We should go."

"Oh yeah," Vikram nodded, while Divya let out a "Pfft" and laughed, breaking the silence between them.

Feeling insulted, Vikram, unable to take it, immediately asked, "What are you laughing at? What’s so funny? You said I haven’t seen a beautiful woman, but I think you’re the one who hasn’t seen a handsome guy."

"Hahahaha, don’t tease me. Your face is red like a monkey’s butt, and you ask me what I’m laughing at." Divya wasn’t intimidated by him; instead, she laughed even harder.

She gently covered her lips with her hand, trying to suppress her laughter, but her large eyes had already curved into two beautiful crescents.

"I thought you were quite good at ’trash talk’ in the chat channel, so why can’t you handle just a glance now?" Her bright eyes blinked at Vikram, with a clear hint of teasing.

"Hmph, hmph. Before, I couldn’t catch you through a screen, but now you’re in my hands. I advise you to rephrase your words, lest I get angry later and you’ll have nowhere to hide." Vikram first let out a lewd chuckle, then his tone carried a hint of threat.

Ever since she started laughing, Divya hadn’t stopped. If Vikram had ill intentions, she would truly be at his mercy.

Thinking of this, Divya pouted and rolled her eyes at Vikram.

Seeing that Divya finally had some sense, Vikram slowly said, "Alright, stop messing around. I’m serious. You don’t really have anywhere else to go right now."

"Just come directly to my Shelter. My Shelter is indeed quite short-staffed." As he spoke, he extended his right hand again, his gaze hopefully fixed on Divya, whose expression was gradually becoming serious.

"I... I can’t leave Anju alone and enter your Shelter." Lowering her head, Divya looked troubled.

Her concern had always been Anjali. If Vikram asked Divya to abandon her, Divya would rather find a way to set up another Shelter herself.

"You’re worried that I’ll find this little kid troublesome and won’t let her into the Shelter?" Vikram raised an eyebrow, understanding her unspoken meaning.

Hearing this, Divya was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

Seeing her admit it, Vikram silently walked over to Anjali, who was placed on the off-road motorcycle.

His gaze lingered on her for a moment, then he shrugged.

With such thin arms and legs, she indeed seemed of little use, and their exposed location was also this silly girl’s fault. But since she was also a beauty, and he was more capable of defending his territory, he didn’t feel worried about her.

He turned to agree with her, but before he could say anything, he was met with Divya’s pitiful gaze.

The beautiful woman’s large eyes darted around, leaving Vikram momentarily stunned.

With a hopeful look, Divya spoke, "Although we were discovered this time because Anju exposed our location, that was entirely because Shalini used her relationship with Anju to deceive her."

"Anju can be a bit mischievous sometimes, but she’s really not bad. She can learn anything. Please, Vikram, can she come into the Shelter with me?" As she spoke, her hands had unconsciously climbed onto his arm, shaking it.

Vikram really couldn’t resist her offensive. He immediately waved his hands. "Alright, alright, I haven’t even said anything yet. Why are you so anxious?"

"My Shelter doesn’t recruit idlers. It’s not impossible for her to enter the Shelter, but she’ll have to help with something every day."

"If she just eats, drinks, and sleeps once she’s in the Shelter, then there’s no need to discuss it. I won’t consider it."

Hearing this, Divya showed a hint of a smile and nodded repeatedly. "Mm-hmm, don’t worry about that. Anju was quite diligent in my original Shelter. That won’t be a problem." Regarding this, Divya looked Vikram in the eyes, swearing an oath, and patted her chest.

"Duang!"

Looking at Divya, who was patting her chest in assurance, Vikram suddenly thought of a hair growth commercial’ for some reason.