Doomsday Sequence Convoy: I can upgrade supplies

Chapter 177 All I feel sorry for is my brother!

The voice of the ghostly machine echoed around Chu Sheng through the car's speakers.

"I had no knowledge or wisdom when I was first born, but I read data from within a 500-meter radius during the loading process."

"The many books stored in the cargo box provided nourishment for my birth."

"As an intelligent life form, I can enhance my own intelligence through data."

"Life itself will find a way."

Hearing the mechanical voice echoing in his ears, Chu Sheng felt a mix of emotions.

After the Heavenly Craft Sequence merges with the Authority of Life, the new ability gained can grant life to the lifeless.

But it can only give life instincts.

There are many ways to understand instinct, but the most intuitive is to have life but no wisdom.

When you're hungry, you eat; when you're tired, you sleep—that's instinct.

Chu Sheng gave life to the Netherworld Light, so it shouldn't have been able to possess the intelligence that the Netherworld possesses.

But in reality, there is no logic to it at all; many things that sound absurd and bizarre have actually happened.

The same applies to the netherworld.

Although he had mixed feelings, Chu Sheng quickly recovered.

After all, this is a good thing.

However, he was still curious about one thing and immediately asked, "Did you choose the name Youming yourself?"

“No, that’s not it,” Youming’s voice rang out again.

"I already had my name before I was born."

"Netherworld Bone Chariot, Netherworld War Chariot, Netherworld Light."

"Netherworld is just an abbreviation. My full name is Light of the Netherworld, and I am Light of the Netherworld myself."

understood.

Chu Sheng nodded. Youming was just a convenient name. If Youming Light were to change to another name, Youming's name would naturally change as well.

"From now on, you'll be called Youming," Chu Sheng said.

"Yes, Creator!"

Chu Sheng frowned slightly upon hearing this, "Call me master, not creator."

"Okay! Master!"

The word "creator" sounded a bit strange to Chu Sheng, even though he was indeed the creator of the Netherworld, it was still strange.

He then learned about the abilities of the Netherworld.

Although there is information in the abilities of the Netherworld Light, it is not as direct as the direct demonstration by the Netherworld.

After some investigation, Chu Sheng finally understood Youming's abilities.

Just as the message says, the Netherworld can control the Netherworld Light.

It can even control the temperature inside the cargo container, allowing the temperature in the freezer to drop or rise again.

Not only that, it can also control the Dark Light to drive automatically.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Although the Netherworld is an intelligent life form, its essence is still the Light of the Netherworld, so it doesn't seem strange that it controls its own body.

Not only that, it can even transform into a ghost mech to fight.

It has truly become life.

It can use the various offerings within the Netherworld Light directly, without even paying a price.

With the birth of the Netherworld, the ranking of the Netherworld Light has risen significantly.

Original ranking: 1611.

Now it has become: 1101.

More than 500 people were promoted.

"Even the light of the underworld has turned into this, yet there are still over 1,100 sacrificial offerings ahead of us."

Looking at the rankings, Chu Sheng couldn't help but complain in his heart.

The Nether Light, ranked 1100th, is already like a monster. What kind of things must the offerings ranked ahead of it be?

Could it be the kind of person who would simply eliminate someone as soon as they know their name?

Chu Sheng pondered, his mind racing, and muttered to himself, "It seems I can't use my real name anymore."

The convoy rested for three days, and once everything was ready, it resumed its journey.

At this moment, Chu Sheng looked at Hui and the others with a blank expression.

Half an hour before the convoy set off, they ran to their cars.

Not only that, they also brought their own supplies and extraordinary materials from their vehicle, seemingly fearing that they might encounter danger and suffer heavy losses.

Of course, the excuse was to put these things in the cargo box.

However, this cannot be considered an excuse, since that was how Chu Sheng and they made their deal, and they had all paid for it.

Sitting in the bedroom of the Netherworld Light, Hui and his team sat around on the floor, with some snacks and drinks in the middle.

He looked at the facilities inside the Netherworld Light with amazement.

If you didn't know, you wouldn't guess that the Nether Light was in the apocalypse at this moment.

An Xi skillfully climbed onto Chu Sheng's bed, lay down, and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

Unlike He Hui's team and Zhu Qing, who were country bumpkins, she had already seen the Netherworld Light.

Seeing how skilled she was, Xingzi snorted and then sat behind Chu Sheng to massage his shoulders.

"Brother Chu Sheng, it must have been very hard for you to create a sacrificial offering like the Netherworld Light, right?"

She spoke with a hint of heartache in her voice.

Upon hearing her sarcastic remarks, An Xi, who had been lying in bed pretending to be asleep, instantly opened her eyes and sat up, giving a cold snort to Xingzi, who was just as green as tea.

"Hmph! What hardship could Chu Sheng possibly have!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng turned to look at An Xi, but before he could speak, Xingzi spoke first.

"It must have been so hard for my brother to make the offerings!"

“Some people just talk without understanding the situation! They take what my brother does for granted!” Kyoko said in a soft, sweet voice, “Unlike me, I only think about how hard my brother works.”

"You!" An Xi glared, looking like she was about to explode and hit someone at any moment.

Seeing that things weren't going well, Captain Hui quickly changed the subject, saying, "Chu Sheng, you've upgraded from a slingshot to a cannon!"

He held a can of iced cola in his hand, took two gulps, and looked curiously into the interior of the Netherworld Light, abruptly changing the subject.

"Your Nether Light is simply perfect in the apocalypse!"

"Large space, abundant resources, no need for energy, and the ability to encounter strange things!"

After Hui finished speaking, Zhu Qing and the others nodded in agreement.

Anxi and Xingzi remained silent, and Anxi lay back down.

Just then, a cold, mechanical voice sounded inside the car, "Thank you for the compliment. It's all thanks to the master."

"What is that?!" Zhu Qing stood up, her eyes wide.

"I am Youming, my master's creation," the mechanical voice rang out again.

Chu Sheng then spoke up, "Don't make a fuss. It's perfectly normal for a car to have intelligent life."

"Is this normal?!" Zhu Qing stared at Chu Sheng with wide eyes, as if she couldn't believe he could say such a thing.

"Isn't this normal?"

Chu Sheng looked at him as well.

"This is normal," the mechanical voice of the Netherworld sounded again. For a moment, everyone present fell silent.

Old Man Li looked at the silent group and asked, "Chu Sheng, what abilities does your Netherworld have?"

"I don't have any special skills, I can only drive for me."

Upon hearing this, Hui looked towards the cockpit, but the door there was closed, and he could only see one door.

"So the Netherlight is now driverless?"

"I thought it was the butcher driving the car."

“Waaaah!” The butcher’s voice rang out from Chu Sheng’s waist.

That was the butcher's strange cry, and Hui-dui was now certain that it was indeed unmanned.

"Is it really okay for it to be self-driving?" He looked at Chu Sheng.

"It's alright." Chu Sheng shook his head. "Youming is no less stupid than you guys."

Upon hearing this, Hui fell silent.

Although he understood what Chu Sheng meant, it just sounded a bit strange.

It feels like they're cursing at someone.

While everyone was talking, Wu Meng and Wu Jie were sitting in the black-hearted SUV in the vehicle following behind the Netherworld Light.

Wu Meng sat in the driver's seat, while Wu Jie sat in the passenger seat holding a long knife.

"Sister, this car is much better than ours!" Wu Jie said, sitting in the car and looking at the scenery rushing by outside.

“This vehicle is a sacrificial offering, so it’s definitely better than ours.” Wu Meng drove behind the fish-shaped vehicle in front.

"Don't take anything from here. They just asked us to help them drive. If anything goes missing and they come after us, we'll be in big trouble."

"I'm not stupid," Wu Jie retorted. "How could I possibly do something that would offend a Sequence Ability User?"

"Hehe." Wu Meng glanced at him without saying a word, but her mocking laughter said it all.

"But they're so stingy," Wu Jie muttered to himself, seemingly oblivious to Wu Meng's sneer. "They let us drive, but they won't give us anything."

"Shut up!" Wu Meng frowned and snapped, "Is this what you said was impossible—something that could offend a Sequence Ability User?!"

"I've told you before that loose lips sink ships, and you've done the same thing before!"

"It means they didn't hear it. If they had, your life would be in their hands!"

Although survivors are insignificant to those with sequence abilities, Chu Sheng has even killed survivors more than once.

They weren't very clear about the situation in other caravans, but within this caravan, as long as they didn't provoke any sequence ability users, generally no one would cause them trouble.

But if the person involved heard or noticed Wu Jie saying such things, he would lose his life.

Based on what they knew, Anxi, Ah Xin, and Xingzi probably wouldn't care about such things.

But if Wu Jie can't break this habit, he'll eventually die because of his mouth.

If someone were to speak ill of someone like Chu Sheng behind his back and the person involved overheard it, the consequences would be completely unpredictable.

We can't just put our hopes on the other party, can we?
They were already ignoring them; they wouldn't help them, but they wouldn't make things difficult for them either. They offended the other party by speaking first, and then pinned their hopes on the other party, begging them not to kill anyone.
But people don't kill people randomly, so why offend them for the sake of your words?

Wu Meng saw things very clearly and understood them very well.

Upon hearing her stern rebuke, Wu Jie pursed his lips and weakly said, "I understand."

Although Wu Jie admitted his mistake, Wu Meng's expression did not soften; she still had a stern face. "Think before you speak from now on!"

"Think carefully about what you would do if you heard someone talking about you behind your back."

As she spoke, before Wu Jie could even speak, she answered herself.

"Your personality would definitely lead you straight up to them and beat them up!"

"If you're like this, imagine what those sequence ability users are like!"

"How do you say that?"

"With a weapon in hand, the will to kill naturally arises!"

"Ordinary people are like this, but those who possess great power and belong to the order of the extraordinary will only be more ruthless."

"They don't care about you anyway, and they won't lay a hand on you, but if they find out what you said, they'd deserve to crush you like an ant!"

Wu Jie was at a loss for words after hearing what she said, so he could only lower his head and hold his long sword in deep thought.

Wu Meng glanced at Wu Jie out of the corner of her eye and sighed inwardly. Her younger brother seemed like he had never grown up.

But it seems that this is indeed the case; Wu Jie hasn't grown up yet, he's not even an adult.

She could only try to change him slowly, at least to make him know what respect was.

That way, at least if something happens to her, Wu Jie can still live a good life.

Wu Meng's mind was racing with a thousand thoughts.

Behind them, Li Lin was driving, Zhou Dun was in the passenger seat, and Li Qian was in the back. The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

"Brother Zhou"

"You two take care of yourselves. If you encounter any danger, just run."

"Brother Zhou, the situation shouldn't be that bad, right?" Li Qian still held onto some hope.

Li Ling shook her head as she drove, "Sister, don't think like that."

"Think carefully about what happened after those sequence ability users got into Chu Sheng's car last time."

"At that time, we were besieged by a strange force, and out of so many people in the convoy, only a dozen or so survived."

"Now they've gone up to Chu Sheng's car again, and they've even put supplies and food on it. The situation must be very dangerous."

Zhou Dun nodded from the passenger seat. "Xiao Lin is right."

"This time it's definitely going to be very dangerous."

“If we encounter danger, I’ll get out of the car to handle it. If something happens to me, you two just drive away.”

"We must survive!"

Zhou Dun's eyes were filled with determination and resolve.

Li Ling and Li Qian grew up with him, or rather, he watched them grow up; he was three or four years older than the two sisters.

They were just like his own sisters.

He will definitely protect them!
What Zhou Dun and his two companions could see, others could naturally see as well.

At this moment, on a bus with more than a hundred passengers.

A woman with sunken eyes held a blood-red kitten and looked around at the people with a smug expression.

"What danger? It's all a lie in front of my Mimi!"

Upon hearing her words, several people on the bus nodded repeatedly with fawning smiles, "Sister La is right!"

"The weird and strange are nothing but paper tigers in front of Sister La!"

They were talking, but their eyes were fixed on the blood-red kitten she was holding. The kitten was curled up in Sister La's arms and kept licking the people next to it with its tongue.

The man was trembling all over and was sitting next to Sister La, with a wound on her arm.

Although the blood-red kitten was curled up in Sister La's arms, its head was turned toward this person, and it could occasionally stick out its tongue to lick the wound and blood.

"Meow~"

Hearing a meow, Sister La lifted it up with a joyful expression, "Baby, are you full?"

"Meow~" the blood-red kitten meowed again.

The person next to Sister La sat further away and hurriedly covered his wound.

She was Qiqi, the one who had previously fought with Sister La for the blood-red kitten.

(End of this chapter)