Vikram nodded and continued to ask, "How many bullets and how much fuel are left?"

Firearms were indeed effective against bugs, but their consumption was also a big problem.

Previously, with just Vikram and a few others using firearms, it was normal not to run out of bullets, but now every one of the fifty-something people in the Shelter had a firearm.

If they continued at last night’s rate of bullet expenditure, they definitely wouldn’t be able to sustain it.

Sure enough, when it came to this, Ron became a bit hesitant.

"Brother Vikram, last night, Harry Bro tallied the bullet consumption, and over two thousand rounds were fired in one night."

"At last night’s usage rate, we can at most keep firing for two more days."

Currently, the bullets used by Vikram’s Territory were mostly found in treasure chests from zombie nests.

Considering the quantity of items dropped from treasure chests, the fact that Vikram had accumulated so many bullets was actually quite a lot.

"Actually, it wouldn’t have taken this many bullets. There weren’t that many bugs that died last night. The main thing is that we haven’t had formal training, and a lot of bullets missed."

Vikram looked at the ground outside the wall and indeed found many bullet holes.

The density of the bugs was real, but these bugs weren’t fools standing still for them to attack.

With their already fast speed, a 50% hit rate was already considered good.

"It seems the shooting range needs to be built sooner."

Previously, the idea of building a shooting range was purely for it to be an entertainment-oriented room.

After all, with the shooting accuracy of Vikram and his two companions, they hardly needed to practice shooting.

Now it seemed, a professional shooting range for the Shelter members to practice shooting was quite necessary.

Not in a hurry to start, Vikram pushed open the metal gate of the Shelter.

A large group of bugs still lingering outside saw an opportunity and immediately swarmed over.

"Boss! It’s dangerous outside!"

The new members holding guns called out a warning.

They knew their boss was incredibly powerful, but facing thousands of bugs, even with three heads and six arms, he couldn’t guard all sides.

This was also why most Shelters built walls; when facing an attack, they only needed to guard the front.

The twenty-something Survivors, who hadn’t slept all night, instantly became fully alert when they saw the Shelter gate open.

Following behind Vikram, they were about to open fire.

Unfortunately, they still underestimated Vikram’s strength, especially the strength of his Plant Team.

With just a slight thought from Vikram, Phanty instantly appeared before him.

The next moment, black mist spread out in front of Vikram, directly covering the fifteen-meter area ahead.

All the bugs wriggling across the snow, trying to dig tunnels and launch surprise attacks, were instantly enveloped by the black mist.

The members behind Vikram, who had been preparing to help, only heard a series of sonic booms, like whips lashing through the air.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

[Mental Power +26]

Immediately afterward, a few hoarse, piercing screeches echoed from within the black mist before it gradually dissipated.

On the ground, only countless insect corpses remained, along with scattered pools of foul-smelling mucus.

If that were all, it wouldn’t have been too shocking.

But when they turned their gaze toward Vikram, they witnessed an even more unbelievable scene.

At that moment, Vikram stood with one hand behind his back while the other held a beetle as large as half his face.

He wasn’t gripping it tightly, merely holding it in his palm.

Naturally, the beetle showed him no mercy. Its two pincer-like horns immediately clamped onto Vikram’s hand.

At the same time, the unknown beetle spat a sticky, pure white mucus onto his palm.

Everyone had fought these bugs all night, so they immediately recognized what that liquid was.

"Boss, quickly throw that bug away! The mucus is poisonous!"

Vikram remained unmoved, standing there as though he hadn’t heard them.

"Sizzle~"

Only when a sound like sulfuric acid corroding metal rang out, and he felt a slight warmth in his palm, did Vikram slowly clench his hand into a fist.

Crunch!

The beetle was instantly crushed.

Watching the insect explode before their eyes, a puff of white smoke rose from Vikram’s hand.

A few people looked at Vikram with strange expressions.

They couldn’t understand why their new Boss was being so stubborn.

They had already warned him that the mucus was poisonous, yet he still insisted on testing it himself.

However, when Vikram slowly opened his palm and the white smoke dispersed, revealing that only a thin layer of dead skin had peeled off, they immediately fell silent.

As for the beetle’s bite marks, there wasn’t even the slightest trace left behind.

Everyone stared at Vikram with even stranger expressions.

They all knew how terrifying that white mucus was. It was powerful enough to corrode metal walls.

Yet it had barely affected their Boss at all. For a moment, none of them knew what to say.

Actually, Vikram himself was somewhat astonished.

He and these bugs had a difference of sixty to seventy points in physique, and for him to still be able to pierce their skin with such a gap showed how terrifying these bugs were.

"Go, pick up the bug corpses outside and see if there are any crystals inside."

Vikram didn’t hold out much hope, because the full name of crystals was ’Zombie crystals,’ and logically, these bugs had no relation to zombies, so it was unlikely they would drop such items.

Sure enough, over twenty people busied themselves for a long time, rummaging through the bug corpses, but didn’t bring back a single piece of good news.

"Sigh, it seems that to improve my physique in the future, I’ll still have to actively seek out Legendary-level monsters."

Currently, the only items on the Wasteland that could improve physique were various orbs and high-level crystals dropped by Legendary-level creatures.

Just as Vikram was feeling a little disappointed, Ron let out a cry, a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Holy cow, Big Brother, there really is something in this bug’s belly."

"Something in its belly? You didn’t pull out some poop, did you?"

Draco, who hadn’t found anything for a long time, joked from the side.

"Get lost, I’m serious."

"Look, everyone!"

After Ron finished speaking, he used a wooden stick to pick out a small orb from the bug’s corpse that glowed with a delicate blue light.

It was about the same size as the glass marbles on Earth.

Vikram was slightly startled, and the system analysis flashed by.

[Common Insect Nucleus: Blue, use to increase all four-dimensional physiques by one point each, maximum usage is 10 orbs.]

"There really is a new item to improve physique."

Vikram was pleasantly surprised.

This item was no longer a crystal, which proved that the upper limit for physique improvement had been broken through again.

Putting away his thoughts, Vikram said, "Keep looking, don’t miss the bug corpses from last night either."

"Boss, the bug corpses we killed were already eaten by other bugs."

As soon as Vikram finished speaking, a member said sheepishly.

Vikram’s face darkened when he heard this, and he cursed these trashy bugs, these stinking insects that had bug-life but no bug-upbringing, for even eating their dead comrades.

"Never mind, finish cleaning up the bugs outside, then go rest."

"You all worked hard guarding all night yesterday, so I’m giving you a day off today."

Actually, these members of Green Wind Shelter were already used to often not getting enough sleep.

Hearing that there was such a thing as a day off in Vikram’s Territory, they were all full of surprise, looking at each other with the joyful smiles of oxen and horses.

"Thank you, Boss!!!"

Vikram nodded, about to say something when his brows suddenly furrowed.

A strange feeling suddenly rose from deep within his body. It wasn’t pain, nor was it exhaustion from overusing his Mental Power. Instead, an unusual restlessness quietly spread through him.

Vikram frowned slightly and silently asked in his mind, "System, what’s happening?"

The familiar mechanical voice immediately replied.

[Host’s Mental Power has increased significantly.]

[As the Host’s Mental Power continues to grow, the influence on the Host’s Lust and Sleep will also gradually increase.]

Vikram’s expression changed slightly. "Lust... and Sleep?"

The System calmly continued.

[This is a normal phenomenon. The stronger the Host’s Mental Power becomes, the stronger these two instincts will gradually become. The Host should release and regulate them appropriately.]

After hearing the explanation, Vikram silently nodded. "I understand."

He wanted to vent this surging energy. Just then, he saw Divya walking out of the Treehouse, followed by Anjali, Sophia, and Luna.

Before they could step outside, Vikram moved forward and pulled them into his arms.

Upon seeing Vikram approach, Divya remained calm, but Anjali reacted differently.

"You stinky Vikram, don’t even think about messing around! It’s broad daylight!"

Anjali’s fair, tender hands blocked in front of her as she watched him warily.

"What are you talking about? Am I that thirsty of a person?" Vikram asked with a mischievous smile.

"Really?" Anjali asked suspiciously.

Hearing that Vikram wasn’t here to invite her to "battle," Anjali breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lowered her arms. "Of course not."

"You—!"

Anjali had just reacted, but it was already too late. Her entire body was scooped up into Vikram’s arms like a princess.

She closed her eyes, waiting for what would happen next. Her clothes were quickly undressed, and Vikram entered her. Soon, sweet moans filled the air as Anjali gave herself to him completely.

Following that, Vikram’s desire showed no signs of stopping. After thoroughly satisfying Anjali until she trembled and moaned his name breathlessly, he moved to Divya. He pulled her close, kissing her deeply as he entered her with strong, steady thrusts. Divya’s soft moans quickly filled the room, her body arching against him as she clung to his shoulders. "Vikram... ahh... so deep..."

Next was Sophia. He took her more gently at first, savoring her graceful reactions as he moved inside her. Sophia’s quiet, sweet gasps turned into loving moans as pleasure overwhelmed her. Her legs wrapped tightly around him until she, too, became too tired to move properly, her body limp and satisfied.

Finally, it was Luna’s turn. Even she, the strongest among them, couldn’t resist Vikram’s heightened energy today. He pinned her down with passionate intensity, thrusting deeply as Luna’s usual calm demeanor melted away into raw pleasure. For the first time, she was the one left gasping and moaning loudly, her powerful body surrendering completely to him. "Vikram... I... I can’t..."

Today, all four of them felt something different — Vikram was far more energetic and relentless than usual. Anjali became so exhausted that her legs gave out afterward, forcing her to lean on others just to walk. Sophia’s legs wobbled unsteadily with every step. Even Divya, who had experienced the most with him, ended up thoroughly drained and breathing heavily.

And for the first time, Luna, who possessed nearly double Vikram’s strength and had never lost to him in their passionate battles before, was completely overwhelmed. She lay beside him, flushed and exhausted, her body still tingling.

After thoroughly satisfying Luna, Vikram’s desire still burned strong. He didn’t stop there. He took them again one by one in succession, first Divya, then Anjali, Sophia, and finally Luna once more. His stamina today was overwhelming, driven by the surge in his Mental Power.

After thoroughly satisfying and "watering" all four of them multiple times, Vikram finally felt the restlessness from his increased mental power subside.

By the time he finally collapsed onto the bed, all four women were completely exhausted, their bodies flushed and trembling with satisfaction. Vikram fell into a deep, peaceful sleep almost immediately.

(I have done a mistake in previous Chapter, puts the duplicate Chapter, which I corrected.)