Doomsday Sequence Convoy: I can upgrade supplies

Chapter 228 Chu Sheng's terrifying deterrent power!

familiar!

It's so familiar!
Chu Sheng inexplicably sensed a kindred spirit.

Although he spoke nicely, no matter how he looked at it, this guy named Wang Meng seemed like a heretical cultivator from a pre-apocalyptic novel.

According to Wang Meng, if you want to cultivate the power of qi and blood, you need a seed of qi and blood. But where does the seed of qi and blood come from?

It was provided by Wang Meng's sequence.

Will this seed flower and bear fruit?
Can he take it back?
Chu Sheng was unaware of this, but all his thoughts were based on the utmost malice in his assumptions about the other party.

Thinking to himself, Chu Sheng's hand unconsciously went to the hilt of the butcher's knife at his waist.

However, he did not make any other move. Instead, he shielded everyone in front of him and listened to Wang Meng's words from the back.

Chu Sheng's actions naturally did not escape Xingzi's notice. Upon seeing his appearance, Xingzi glanced at Wang Meng, and then silently shielded everyone in front of her.

Leaning against Chu Sheng, Xingzi looked at him, wanting to ask him a question, but then remained silent.

Noticing Xingzi's appearance, Chu Sheng simply shook his head slightly at her.

The two remained close together at the back, making no move, but also remaining vigilant.

From a different perspective, what Wang Meng and Hui said makes a completely different difference.

The Qi and Blood Seed was given to him, and given Chu Sheng's understanding of sequences, he could naturally reclaim what his own sequence produced.

Just like his black flames, black flames can be generated wherever he sees them, and he can retract these black flames into his body.

Not only him, but also Anxi's Gengjin fire, which could return to her body, could also return to her Gengjin energy.

However, whether it's his own black flames or An Xi's Geng metal energy, once they've been used, there's no need to take them back.

After all, taking it back wouldn't restore the depleted mental energy, nor would it bring any other benefits.

If the Qi and Blood Seeds that Wang Meng mentioned can really make survivors stronger through physical training, then that's a different story.

As a product of his sequence, the Qi and Blood Seeds are highly likely to be recyclable.

What happens when someone gives another person a seed of vital energy so that they can become stronger through that seed, and then takes it back?
Each sequence has its own core ability, such as its own fusion, Anxi's Gengjin Qi, Axin's barrier protection, Xingzi's healing, Zhuqing's enlargement, and so on.

Judging from the current situation, Wang Meng's core ability is most likely this so-called power of qi and blood. If it is as Chu Sheng guessed, he can imagine how fast Wang Meng will become stronger.

This guy treats survivors as a breeding ground, a consumable for the seeds of life force to blossom and bear fruit.

In the process, these survivors who have received the gifts will immerse themselves in the dream of becoming stronger.

Despite not having an awakened sequence, they were still able to damage the supernatural. Although they were not as good as those with sequence abilities, they were still stronger than the other survivors.

After the survivor strengthened this seed of vital energy, Wang Meng took it back, only to fall into hell.

Chu Sheng even felt that this so-called seed of qi and blood could absorb the qi and blood of others to strengthen itself.

If that's really the case.
Chu Sheng looked at Wang Meng, who was speaking ahead, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

He also wanted that ability.

Surrounded by several people, Wang Meng seemed to sense his gaze and looked at him as well. Their eyes met in mid-air.

Wang Meng smiled and nodded at Chu Sheng, appearing honest and straightforward.

Chu Sheng's feelings became even more complicated.

picture!
so similar!
I used to be just as honest and simple.

Just a few dozen meters away from them, survivors from two convoys of fish and shrimp were also gathered together.

Wu Meng, Zhou Dun, and the other five survivors, along with Wang Meng's dozen or so disciples, gathered together and continued to process the fish and shrimp on the ground.

Wu Jie gutted a large bluefish, removing the black membrane inside, while curiously glancing at an old man with gray hair.

His gaze was drawn to the old man's hands, which glowed red, and he looked on with a hint of envy.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, the old man chuckled, dissipated the red aura emanating from his hand, and said, "Young man, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Envy?"

"A little." Wu Jie nodded, then asked in confusion, "Grandpa, what was that in your hand just now?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the other dozen or so people whose hands were glowing red, his mind filled with questions.

He knew that the ability that could be used by so many people at the same time was definitely not a sequence, but most likely a kind of sacrifice.

Those who were on good terms with Cheng Xue naturally knew that some sacrificial offerings could provide extraordinary abilities for others to use.

Upon hearing his words, the white-haired old man once again imbued his hands with the power of his blood and qi.

Looking at Wu Jie, he explained, "This is the power of qi and blood."

"It's Wang Meng, the ability that Master Wang taught us."

As soon as he said those words, everyone in the convoy, who had been listening silently, looked up at him.

Some of them even stood up in excitement.

“Yes!” As the old man with gray hair spoke, a burly man who was also processing fish and shrimp not far away exclaimed, “A teacher’s abilities can be passed down.”

"We inherited our teacher's abilities and obtained the power of qi and blood that we can cultivate."

"Don't underestimate this power of qi and blood. It can damage strange things, and when it covers the body, it can also repel things like rain." "Although it can't compare to the sequence transcendent, it is still considered transcendent."

"The teacher always hopes that as many people as possible will learn martial arts, so that more people can survive."

He paused, a hint of confusion in his voice, and said, "If you want to learn, you can try contacting our teacher. He believes in teaching without discrimination."

"He will teach you as long as you want to learn."

"By then, we'll be considered to be from the same school, haha."

"Such a thing actually happened!" Wu Jie glanced at the sacrificial longsword placed at his feet, feeling somewhat excited.

Martial arts!

The nature of martial arts needs no explanation.

Just hearing the term "qi and blood power" gives you a general idea.

If he learns this martial art, will he be able to cut through the abyss with a single strike in the future?

Wu Jie couldn't suppress the urge to go find Wang Meng.

Seeing her younger brother like this, Wu Meng pressed down on his shoulder with her hands, which were still covered in fish scales and hadn't been washed.

Wu Jie looked at her in confusion, but Wu Meng didn't say anything; she just shook her head.

Zhou Dun, who was standing next to her, was somewhat tempted, but he also did not make any move.

Since Zhou Dun made no move, the two sisters, Li Qian and Li Ling, naturally wouldn't make any move either.

On the contrary, Qiqi was trembling all over. The wound on her arm, left by the blood-red kitten licking her, had healed, but her face was still pale and bloodless.

She knew that even if she had enough food and water, she would still not escape a tragic death.

She had already given up hope and was thinking of taking someone with her before she died.

Now that she heard that Wang Meng could make people extraordinary, she stood up abruptly, as if she had grasped a lifeline.

"I don't want to die."

Her hair was disheveled and tangled, her clothes were stained with her own blood, and she stared palely at Wang Meng, who was chatting with Hui Dui, Chu Sheng, and others dozens of meters away.

In fact, she had more faith in the ability users in her own team than in Wang Meng.

She didn't know who Wang Meng was, but she knew what the sequence ability users in her team were like.

Apart from Chu Sheng, the old man, and the skeleton, the rest of them were basically good people.

If Chu Sheng is a good person, he should be able to cure himself, right?

Qiqi stood still, her gaze fixed on Chu Sheng's retreating figure.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, Chu Sheng turned around and looked at her.

Red eyes, green pupils looking at her.

As Chu Sheng looked at her, a chill instantly swept over her entire body.

Already feeling cold all over due to excessive blood loss, she now felt as if she had fallen into an inescapable hell, the cold seemingly freezing her soul.

"What's wrong?" Xingzi noticed Chu Sheng's unusual behavior, turned her head and followed his gaze to Qi Qi, and asked with some confusion, "Brother, what's wrong with her?"

"It's nothing." Chu Sheng shook his head; he had no interest in these survivors.

She sensed no malice from the pale, bloodless female survivor, so she decided to ignore her.

As for the survivor he had noticed because of the blood-red kitten, he had long forgotten about him.

Even if a sequence ability user has excellent mental strength and can remember things at a glance, it's not worth wasting energy remembering trivial matters.

As Chu Sheng turned his head away from her, Qi Qi collapsed to the ground, gasping for air like someone whose neck had been choked.

Seeing this from dozens of meters away, Xingzi scratched her head, glanced at Chu Sheng who was looking at Wang Meng again, and was a little confused about the situation. But looking at the pale-faced girl, she thought for a moment and then threw out a greenish-blue ball of light, which flew towards her.

As the ball of light entered her body, Qiqi felt a wave of comfort wash over her. Her body, which had been cold for some time, felt warmth again, and her pale face gradually regained its color.

The wounds on my arm left by the licking have healed completely, and there is no longer any sign of injury in that area.

But that was the end of it. Although the injuries had healed and the face had regained some color, it was still pale.

Seeing Qiqi's appearance, and ignoring the greenish-blue ball of light, a rather robust man with his hands covered in qi and blood energy flickered his eyes a few times and asked curiously, "What happened to you just now?"

"Is there something wrong with that white-haired, sequence-transcendent? You got so scared just from one look at him."

"That's Chu Sheng, he really is..." Qi Qi didn't speak. A girl next to her, with a fawning smile, seemingly trying to please them and get them to make things easier for her learning martial arts, spoke up to explain.

Upon hearing her speak, Zhou Dun and the other four looked at her as if they had seen a ghost, then stopped what they were doing and moved away.

How do you deal with idiots?

Of course, you should stay far away to avoid getting blood on yourself.

The girl was still talking non-stop, completely unaware that Chu Sheng, who was not far away, had already turned his gaze toward her.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

A black flame appeared out of thin air on the girl's body.

(End of this chapter)