That scream was like a silver vase shattering, water splashing everywhere.
Chen Ye nearly pulled out Hatred from his waist, and the Monster Pickup Truck even extended a tentacle from the passenger-side glove box.
Even the Pink-haired Girl tightened her grip on the Fire Dragon Sword.
Mad Lion’s slumbering head snapped open a pair of furious eyes.
Even Dantai Bie clenched his white iron fan, his expression tense and angry.
The entire convoy fell into unprecedented tension.
Everyone looked over in unison.
It was a scrawny middle-aged woman with slightly curly, shoulder-length hair. Because it hadn’t been taken care of in a long ti, her hair looked like a mop of straw.
This woman was now face-to-face with a tattered figure.
It seed this battered Anomaly had blocked her path, the two standing extrely close.
That must have been what scared her.
Logically, after two years of the apocalypse, few people would be startled into screaming by an Anomaly.
Those who still got jumpy over every little thing would never have survived this long.
But the diversity of human nature ant no one could be one hundred percent guaranteed to stay silent when coming face-to-face with an Anomaly at such close range.
Chen Ye squinted his eyes slightly, relaxing his grip on Hatred’s handle.
Because Chu Che was currently standing on the roof of a vehicle, gently shaking his head at everyone.
Chu Che had probably anticipated this situation from the start.
That’s why, when the convoy set off again, this bald, barefoot man stood on the roof, his eyes sweeping over everyone.
Just as the middle-aged woman opened her mouth to scream—
Chu Che gently pointed in her direction.
A strange energy silently receded from the woman’s body.
Before the scream could even escape, she was suppressed by Chu Che’s power.
But the scream still ended up causing so changes.
Almost every single Anomaly turned its head in unison to look at the middle-aged woman.
The woman’s face instantly turned deathly pale.
She looked around at the people nearby, her eyes pleading.
Chen Ye’s Monster Pickup Truck happened to drive past, knocking down a few tattered figures before running right over them.
Chen Ye’s eyes were cold. He glanced at the woman once and didn’t look again.
“Save —”
The woman barely got out two words.
“Aooooh—”
The Anomaly beside her lifted its head and pounced on her, pulling her down.
It was like tossing a piece of bread into a koi pond.
Countless Anomalies sward in like mad.
The tattered figures that had been aimlessly wandering before now surged forward like guided missiles, throwing themselves at the woman one after another.
People nearby paled in terror.
So n had warm, wet patches spreading in their pants.
But even so, these people clamped their mouths shut, their trembling legs forcing them to move forward.
Seeing one of their own et such a fate at such close range—
There wasn’t a single person who didn’t feel fear and dread in the depths of their hearts.
As long as they didn’t make a sound, these people were still indistinguishable from the Anomalies in their eyes.
Just peculiar peers with odd behavior.
Chu Che stood on the roof, his eyes as sharp as knives, scanning every single person.
The survivors pushed through the surging, tattered figures.
They could clearly feel the bone-chilling cold radiating from these broken bodies.
Even through their clothes, they could sense the cold that seeped into the marrow.
Like stones buried underground for a thousand years.
No one knew how long it had been.
No one knew how much longer they had to go before escaping this terrifying Sea of Chaotic Graves.
Half an hour later, the convoy finally made it through the most crowded area.
Though there were still many broken figures around,
it was much better than before.
A strong stench of urine wafted faintly from the crowd.
So people’s legs were trembling so badly that even with the bumpy ride, they scrambled onto the buses and lay face-down on the seats, not moving a muscle.
Gong Yong was still working nonstop.
The earlier mistake had obviously put imnse pressure on his mind.
This guy was now working like a machine, driven madly.
And thanks to his relentless work, the vehicle repairs and upgrades were progressing at lightning speed.
Chen Ye could see that Bus Number Seven was moving noticeably faster now.
That guy had scrounged parts from Bus Number Six and Bus Number Seven,
and then just slapped them on.
Bus Number Seven had been working continuously the whole ti.
Every Sequence had its own miracles, and right now, Gong Yong was displaying that truth in full force.
If the Monster Pickup Truck’s number ranking weren’t so high, Chen Ye would have wanted Gong Yong to upgrade his vehicle first.
Too bad Gong Yong was only Sequence 3—
Wait.
This guy wasn’t Sequence 3!
This guy… the aura of Supernatural Power radiating from him…
He had leveled up!
Back when they first t this guy, the energy around him was still Sequence 3.
Now he had beco Sequence 4.
Chen Ye hadn’t expected that this guy had actually reached Sequence 4, advancing to Mid Sequence.
It seed that incident earlier had hit him hard.
Chu Che had said that Low Sequence and Mid Sequence might only differ by one rank,
but the gap between them was enormous.
Several Sequence 3s combined couldn’t match a single Sequence 4.
Chen Ye could clearly see that this guy’s vehicle upgrade speed had increased drastically.
Bus Number Seven’s body, which had been crushed by that Matchstick Man earlier, had a large tal crease in the middle of the fra.
But this guy just lifted his hand gently—no hamr needed—and the body quickly restored itself, almost exactly like a brand-new vehicle.
It was almost impossible to tell it had been crushed before.
Damn…
Even though the area was still full of those shadowy Anomaly figures,
Chen Ye couldn’t help but envy the chanic Sequence’s abilities.
The convoy kept moving forward.
The tattered figures were still endless around them.
About an hour later,
Chu Che lifted his finger gently,
and pointed at a man who was walking with his head down.
This was a man around forty years old.
Feeling the change within himself,
the man looked up—
And was imdiately engulfed by the Anomalies.
The people around quickened their pace.
Chen Ye saw all this but said nothing.
But a thought ford in his mind: No wonder Chu Che had held out until just now to use that ability.
Was this why?
Two hours after the ability was used,
the convoy finally left that area crowded with Anomalies.
“All vehicles, turn on your headlights!”
Chu Che’s voice was filled with endless exhaustion.
The headlights blazed back to life.
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