Global Wasteland: Why Pick on Her? Miss Bai Is Terrifyingly Strong

[Ding! Congratulations, Master. You have unlocked the Heavy Industry Quantum Vault module.] Bai Zhou glanced at the flashing SSS-rank authorization on the System panel and casually tossed the newly acquired quantum-space sphere to the boy dismantling a machine gun: Wugou, how many times have I told you not to blast everything into pieces? We can't run experiments like this. In the 819th century, with order collapsed and chaos reigning, while other survivors were torn apart and devoured by mutated creatures, Team Butian races after abominations on anti-gravity motorcycles. The team's only dependable fighter, the undisputed number one, looked at the prey he'd accidentally electrocuted to ash and decided to pin the blame on the quiet, honest kid who rarely said a word. The vase who always called herself the team's mascot wrapped up an enemy who was on the verge of suffocating and tossed him to the man who always used his frail health as an excuse to skip missions, so he could give their enemies sweet dreams. Meanwhile, the legendary gentle leader was having a boy cling to her arm and whine: “Sister, the others are so ruthless. I'm not like them.” Bai Zhou pinched the boy's cheek. “So that's your excuse for killing the test creature I've been tracking for three months, is it?”_ What do you do when your max-level account insists on pretending to be a newbie from the start? How I turned a mad hunting hound into a clingy sweetheart Click here to watch Her Majesty bring the world to nuclear peace