That towering flag on the roof of the Apocalyptic Fortress, the two brazen characters "Emperor."
They all told the tale of just how arrogant the owner of that fortress must be.
Even in the apocalypse, no sane person would so boldly slap those two words on display like that.
The fortress looked like a special-effects shot straight out of a sci-fi movie.
The sky was already dim. Even a superhuman's eyesight wouldn't easily make out the characters on that flag.
Yet the fortress, in the most ostentatious way possible, shone an upward beam of light directly onto that flag.
It was simply…
There was no better word.
So ridiculously flashy it hurt.
Before Chen Ye even saw the owner of the Apocalyptic Fortress, he could already imagine what kind of person it would be.
Not only that, but the fortress had lights all around it, not just illuminating the "Emperor" flag on the roof.
Even the body of the vehicle was lit up.
The entire vehicle was visible in sharp detail.
It reeked of sci-fi style.
There were too many wheels to count.
Chen Ye could see a lot of people on the vehicle turning to look toward the convoy.
Through the windows he could make out faces, expressions indistinct.
This colossal vehicle tore wildly down the narrow mountain road like a fat guy on the run.
And it was moving extrely fast.
Beside that Apocalyptic Fortress, the rry Little Prince drove like a rabbit being chased by hounds, unbelievably quick along the mountain path.
Even Chen Ye was startled.
That little rry Little Prince of a vehicle was simply… defying reason.
Under such road conditions, how could a car like that still make it here?
Clearly the others in the convoy had also noticed the two vehicles, but their speed didn't slow at all.
Suddenly the vehicle trembled slightly, then began to tilt.
Chen Ye's heart skipped;
there was a protruding boulder on the road. He had been too busy staring at that unbelievable fortress and got distracted.
Otherwise, with the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck's exclusive triggered trait, such a basic mistake wouldn't have happened to Chen Ye.
Just as the pickup was about to tip over, the willow branch reached out from behind his waist, wrapped around a big tree by the roadside, and hauled the vehicle back upright.
As the vehicle straightened, the willow branch retracted instantly.
The Apocalyptic Pickup Truck resud its reckless charge.
Rain hit the pickup's windshield, blurring the view ahead a little, and Chu Che's taillights glowed a bloody red in the night.
All around were growing sounds of rain and the cries of survivors inside the bus behind them.
It was that sa boulder.
Chen Ye had ways to avoid trouble from that jutting rock.
Ding Dong also had her own solutions.
But Bald Old Li was just a normal man;
his focus, his eyesight, and his driving skills couldn't compare to a superhuman's.
On top of that, the heavy rain blurred vision and it was pitch dark.
Bald Old Li simply wouldn't have seen it.
One side of the school bus was clearly lifted up by that protruding rock.
Chen Ye's eyes tightened;
he was so distance from the bus.
It was too late to reach out now.
Survivors on the bus shouted in alarm.
Just then, the rry Little Prince drove straight down the mountainside and ramd the already-tilting bus body back into place.
Only then did the people on the bus breathe a huge sigh of relief.
Chen Ye narrowed his eyes.
This driver's skill could easily match movie special effects.
Though Chen Ye himself could do similar things, the existence of another person like this made him pay extra attention.
As for the Apocalyptic Fortress, when it passed over the protruding rock it hardly tilted at all;
to it that boulder might as well have been a pebble under an elephant's foot.
"Squad Leader Chu, this is…"
The Pink-haired Girl was the first to speak into the radio.
Normally, if it were another convoy, Chu Che would know.
But Chu Che had never said anything about eting with another convoy.
That was odd!
"I didn't sense the pathfinder's aura, and I haven't received any information from a pathfinder. This convoy… has no pathfinder!"
"Hiss…"
No pathfinder?
That was simply unbelievable.
In the apocalypse, no pathfinder—how did these people even survive?
"Focus on driving, let's get out of here!"
"Ti's running out!"
"Everyone, move faster!"
Urgency laced Chu Che's voice.
"Cousin, there's… water!"
That was Little Fish's cry, trembling with panic.
Under the headlights, Chen Ye could clearly see water beginning to pool on the mountain road.
Wheels threw up high spray.
Standing water right now was bad news.
It could reduce vehicle speed.
From Chu Che's voice, it was easy to hear how precious ti was.
"Cousin, what should we do?~~~"
Little Fish's voice quivered with tears.
This little brat usually acted all tough, but she was frightened now.
"What else can you do? Cry, cry for a bit and you'll feel better!"
Chen Ye's teasing voice ca through the radio.
"Chen Ye, you scumbag!"
"Greetings, my subjects!"
At that mont a wildly pretentious voice bubble burst into the radio channel.
The tone and the content were half literary, half ostentatious, begging to be punched.
Chen Ye narrowed his Blood Eye and suddenly felt an itch in his palm. Just from hearing one sentence he had the urge to hit soone.
And that urge was growing wildly.
"I am the Emperor. You may call Your Majesty, or 'Official Lord', or… Father Emperor!"
"I do not mind any of these!"
"I, as the Son of Heaven, have magnanimity to spare."
Chen Ye's eye twitched. He had never t anyone so obnoxious.
Even while fleeing for their lives, Chen Ye wanted to beat this person up.
He dug his fingers into his palm;
the desire to strike kept swelling.
Even in this critical situation, he couldn't stop it.
"This ti my southern tour encountered such a calamity, ah…"
"Bla , bla for lacking virtue, allowing heaven to cast this disaster down and afflict my people."
"My heart is heavy with sorrow!"
"You commoners, though of little use, are still my subjects!"
"I am the Emperor;
I am your father!"
"Enough, enough, I won't say more. You lead the way ahead, I'll reward you richly later."
"Little Chen, you did well just now, I'll reward you richly later!"
Little Chen!!!
Chen Ye's Blood Eye twitched like crazy.
No, who the hell was this?
How did they know his surna was Chen?
That title—Little Chen?
It sounded so irritating!
He wanted to hit soone!
Wanted to so badly!!!
And they said I did well?
Goddamn…
"Who is this idiot?"
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