Doomsday Sequence Convoy: I can upgrade supplies

Chapter 224 The convoy meets, a new Sequence Seven! The White Bone Temple!

Zhu Qing shrunk his size, but didn't return to his original size. Instead, he maintained a size of about three meters. Awkwardly ignoring An Xi's idiotic gaze, he strode forward.

As long as I am not embarrassed, others are embarrassed!

He was an expert in this area.

Seeing this, An Xi shook her head, spread a pair of wings behind her, leaped up from the roof of the vehicle, and then glided towards the bus.

Chu Sheng and Hui, who were ahead, quickly reached the front of the bus.

Fang Hong and Wang Meng, along with their apprentices behind them, all looked at them with curiosity.

As for Chu Sheng, there's nothing to say about him using full-body protective gear to avoid getting wet in the rain.

It's surprising that this protective item is a sacrificial offering.

The man with glasses had a Bagua array at his feet, and not a single drop of rain fell in that area.

Just seven or eight meters above him, it was as if an invisible giant hand was shoving the rainwater to both sides.

This method is very similar to Qingqing's ability to manipulate water.

They were sizing up Chu Sheng and Hui Dui, and were also being sizing up by Chu Sheng and Hui Dui.

Unlike their methods of sheltering from the rain, the burly man in front of them had a blood-red glow on his body, and rainwater would quickly flow away from him.

The woman next to her was completely different.

She didn't seem to be using any abilities, but the rain inexplicably disappeared when it got close to her.

This allowed her to stay dry even in the heavy rain.

On the contrary, the dozen or so people behind them, in his perception, had higher vitality and mental strength than ordinary survivors, but not as high as those of a Sequence Ability User, even if that Sequence Ability User was a Sequence Nine.

In the words of pre-civilizational terms, it's neither the best nor the worst.

Just as the four were sizing each other up, An Xi and Zhu Qing arrived.

Landing on the ground, An Xi folded her wings, stood next to Chu Sheng, and glanced at the two of them. The black jade bone spear remained planted on the ground without saying a word or making any movement.

In contrast, Zhu Qing seemed much more amiable. Although he had a head of red hair that was half black and half red, his words made Fang Hong and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hello, I didn't expect to encounter a convoy so soon after entering this extreme rainy weather."

"My name is Zhu Qing."

Watching Zhu Qing let the rain pelt his body, the water droplets dripping down his half-red, half-black fur, Fang Hong seemed hesitant to speak.

But Wang Meng, who was next to her, looked at Zhu Qing strangely and said, "Hello, my name is Wang Meng."

Then he pointed to Fang Hong beside him and said, "She is our guide."

"As for the people behind me, they are my disciples."

He paused, then looked at Zhu Qing, who was still letting the raindrops fall on him, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold like this?"

"A cold?" Zhu Qing was taken aback, then said nonchalantly, "We are sequence ability users, we are extraordinary, our bodies have been enhanced. I haven't been sick since I awakened my sequence."

"Mainly because I'm physically strong, these things don't bother me."

Hearing Zhu Qing's words, Chu Sheng moved a few steps away. What Zhu Qing said was a lie.

While those with sequence abilities don't get sick easily, that doesn't mean they won't get sick at all.

They just each have their own ways of dealing with it.

Take Zhu Qing for example. He found himself with a slight cold and a runny nose after leaving the Mechanical City a dozen days ago.

Because he was poor, he couldn't bear to buy cold medicine from Xingzi. As a result, he took advantage of his extraordinary abilities and gave himself a new body in front of everyone.

A cold is caused by an invasion of bodily functions, but if you were to skin yourself alive and regenerate flesh and blood, you would naturally not catch a cold anymore.

Chu Sheng already knew that Zhu Qing's abilities were beyond the norm, but it wasn't until this moment that he realized just how extraordinary Zhu Qing's abilities were.

He turned himself into a skeleton covered in bits of flesh, with his heart and everything else ripped out, but he could still return to normal in a minute or two.

Most importantly, Zhu Qing's complexion was still rosy after recovering, which showed that she had not consumed much mental energy.

This recovery ability, combined with his increased strength, endurance, and defense as his size increases, along with his supposedly costly but actually enhanced pain immunity, makes him a formidable force.

It's definitely a numerical monster.

When you attack him, you find that he is tough and hard to damage, and the damage you deal is instantly restored.

When he hits you, one punch will make you see your breasts, and if he uses a telescopic steel rod, one hit can turn you into mincemeat.

"You call this rainstorm extreme weather?" Fang Hong looked at Zhu Qing with the same question, but since they had only met by chance, she didn't delve into it further.

“That’s right.” Hui nodded next to Chu Sheng. “We actually encounter this kind of weather quite often. This is the third time we’ve experienced it.”

"Really?" Fang Hong was taken aback, then sighed, "You guys are really amazing." "Not bad." Team Leader Hui smiled, and the Bagua array under his feet expanded considerably, from a five-meter range to a twenty-meter range, enveloping everyone within it.

Within the Bagua array, not a single raindrop fell.

Seeing Hui's actions, Chu Sheng concealed his dark gold armor, and his pure black leather armor reappeared on his body.

"Hello, my name is Chu Ci, and I am a user of the Craftsmanship Sequence." Chu Sheng took the initiative to speak.

Upon hearing his words, Team Leader Hui introduced himself: "My name is Yang Hui, and you have seen my sequence number."

Hearing this, An Xi, who was standing behind the two, gave them a disdainful look and made no attempt to hide anything from them. "Hello, I am An Xi, a White Tiger Sequence ability user."

Upon hearing their self-introductions, Fang Hong nodded and introduced herself in return: "My name is Fang Hong, from the Destiny Sequence."

"You all know the name of the person next to me; he is a martial artist."

"What you saw earlier was another extraordinary being from our team. Her name is Qingqing, and she is a True Dragon type ability user."

As she spoke, she looked at An Xi and said, "If Qingqing knew your sequence, she would probably like you a lot."

She has a gentle smile and looks harmless.

Hearing her mention this, An Xi was also somewhat puzzled and asked, "Was she able to transform into a blue dragon from the very beginning?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Hong shook her head. "At first, Qingqing could only transform herself into a dragon girl, then into a dragon person, and only when she reached Sequence Seven could she fully transform into a blue dragon."

An Xi suddenly realized that she was not far from Sequence Seven. Since True Dragon Sequence users could transform into Azure Dragons, she should be able to transform into a Double-Winged Geng Metal White Tiger by then.

After a few brief pleasantries, Hui took the initiative to suggest exchanging logs.

Since they came from an extreme rainstorm, their logs would more or less record something about the extreme rainstorm.

And that's exactly what they need.

Under the control of Youming, the Youming Ship transformed into a beam of light, dragging the entire convoy to the side of Fang Hong's convoy bus.

As the two teams exchanged logs and copied each other's logs, they separated.

Fang Hong and Hui were copying down the logbook, while Wang Meng was training with his dozen or so disciples.

Anxi leaned against the side of the Netherworld Light and looked at the transparent barrier in the sky. This was a protective barrier created by Ah Xin.

Unless she wants to, nothing exceeding her sequence level can enter the area of ​​this barrier.

Therefore, the raindrops were kept out, the waves constantly rushing over the mountain were also blocked, and the life force was eliminated within this protective barrier.

After glancing at the barrier surrounding the mountain, An Xi turned her gaze to Zhu Qing, who was sparring with Wang Meng, and said somewhat speechlessly, "It seems he has found his good partner."

Chu Sheng, who was next to him, also looked over there and saw Zhu Qing punch Wang Meng away, but Wang Meng rolled in the air and landed steadily on the ground. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"One is a giant, the other a warrior; both are hand-to-hand combat fighters who fight with their fists to the bone. It's normal that they share similar interests."

"It's the same reason you'd be interested if you heard there was a true dragon in their convoy."

"Both of you are from the mythological sequence, and both are mythological creatures. One is the Azure Dragon among the true dragons, and the other is the White Tiger among the four celestial spirits."

At this point, Chu Sheng couldn't help but look at Xiao Lei Anxi, who was in charge of the Little Thunderclap Temple, "When you reach Sequence Seven, can I ride you for a bit?"

“Don’t you often ride me?” An Xi frowned as she looked at him.

But he immediately realized what he meant, his eyes narrowing slightly, revealing a dangerous glint in them. "You want to ride me?"

Seeing her like this, Chu Sheng decisively shook his head, "Never mind, I was just saying."

"Hmph!" An Xi snorted coldly, ignoring Chu Sheng, picked up the black jade bone spear, and strode back to her car.

Chu Sheng shook his head helplessly.

On the other side, Lu Guan had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and as the smoke rose, his bones emitted a satisfying crackling sound.

He sat cross-legged on the roof of the fish cart, the ghostly blue flames in his eye sockets dimmed, and he held a large skull between his crossed legs in meditation.

A group of survivors looked at him curiously, but dared not approach. Ah Xin and Old Man Li stood in front of him, looking at him with suspicion.

"Old Li, you're older and know a lot. What's he doing?" Ah Xin asked the old man next to her curiously.

"I may be old, but what do I know?" Old Li gave her a disapproving look.

At that moment, a mental fluctuation swept across, and Lu Guan's voice appeared in everyone's minds.

"Only by being free from desire can one be free from fear, and only then can one be considered a being of all beings! But all beings of all beings are illusory!"

"Form can also be formless! Without the form of self, without the form of others, without the form of sentient beings, without the form of a life span!"

"All forms are not forms; all forms are illusory."

(End of this chapter)