Doomsday Sequence Convoy: I can upgrade supplies

Chapter 230 The apocalypse has not yet truly begun!
Wang Meng thought he had hidden himself very well, but in reality, his actions were not hidden at all in her eyes.

What you perceive as concealment is nothing more than your own perception.

If it weren't for the fact that she and Qingqing couldn't leave this place, she would have found a chance to separate Qingqing from Wang Meng long ago.

And the martial arts sequence that Wang Meng mentioned could not be hidden from her.

Under the sway of fate, no one can escape its presence.

The martial arts sequence that Wang Meng mentioned is naturally the same.
It is said to be a martial artist, and it looks like a martial artist, and it also uses the power of qi and blood.

But in reality, she knew exactly what Wang Meng's sequence was.

In those pre-apocalyptic novels, he wouldn't even qualify as a demonic cultivator; he would be a definite evil cultivator.

"Nobody's a fool." Fang Hong looked at Wang Meng's back through the car window and murmured to herself. She knew that Wang Meng also knew that she knew about his situation.

She also knew that Wang Meng knew about her situation.

However, since there was no fatal conflict between the two sides, they have remained at peace.

As for the survivors, Fang Hong sighed again. Qingqing hadn't advanced to Sequence Seven before, so although she had combat power, she was only about the same as Wang Meng. But if Wang Meng were to join his so-called disciples, Qingqing would be no match for him.

She was already doing well enough to take care of Qingqing. It was only during this period, when Qingqing advanced to the seventh rank, that she was finally able to catch her breath.

They wouldn't have to be constantly worried about Wang Meng.

"If nothing goes wrong this time, I hope you won't keep pestering me after you get out." She murmured again, shifting her gaze from Wang Meng, but as her gaze shifted, a coldness appeared in her eyes.

No one wants their teammate to be an evil cultivator, because you never know when he might turn his attention to you.

Wang Meng and Chu Sheng are two completely different types.

Chu Sheng's cunning and selfishness were for the sake of survival. Although his actions were somewhat shady, everything was clearly priced. You could merge with the sacrificial offerings if you wanted, or you wouldn't be forced to if you didn't.

He never set his sights on the convoy's sequence ability users, and besides, his ability was only to create sacrificial objects, not particularly evil.

This is why, despite Chu Sheng's initial appearance as treacherous and cunning in the eyes of An Xi and others, no one paid him much attention.

But Wang Meng was different. Although Wang Meng's actions were similar to Chu Sheng's, they came at the cost of human lives.

Moreover, his sequence ability is unpredictable. If one day he feels that ordinary survivors are no longer of much help to him, he will turn his attention to other sequence ability users.

Compared to survivors, those with sequence abilities have stronger vitality.

Even a level nine ability user is many times stronger than an ordinary survivor in terms of physique and vitality.

If it is a level eight ability user, the difference is dozens of times greater than that of ordinary survivors.

Those with Sequence Seven abilities are even more terrifying.

They already ate and slept better than the survivors, and their bodies had been strengthened through sequence awakening and advancement.

Moreover, compared to survivors, those with sequence abilities have stronger mental strength, and the stronger the mental strength, the more powerful the nourishment to the physical body.

Spiritual power needs a carrier.

The soul is the vessel of spiritual power, which nourishes the soul at all times. As the vessel of the soul, the physical body also becomes stronger with the nourishment of the soul whenever the soul becomes more powerful.

The same applies to the opposite.

If the physical body far surpasses the soul, then the physical body will nourish the soul in turn, and as the soul grows stronger, spiritual power will also be nourished in a roundabout way.

This is also the fundamental difference between Sequence Ability Users and Survivors, aside from their Sequence abilities.

The ability to devour blood and qi is best suited for those with sequence ability. As long as the so-called blood and qi seed is placed in the body of a sequence ability user, they can become stronger without doing anything.

Even if a Sequence Ability User does nothing, their mental strength will continuously increase, leading to the enhancement of their soul and physical body.

This is why Fang Hong is so wary of Wang Meng.

It was inevitable that he would focus his attention on himself and Qingqing.

It's a matter of life or death for them if they continue down this path, unless he can suppress his desires indefinitely.

But desires can never be stopped.

Like a boulder rolling down a mountain, once it starts, it can never be stopped.

When Wang Meng planted the first 'seed of qi and blood' in the survivor, he had already foreseen this outcome.

No one dared to trust him, and he dared not trust anyone; he would always maintain a chain of suspicion with everyone.

The convoy stayed on this hilltop for several days.

It takes time for the two teams to copy each other's logs and diaries.

Copying through nearly a year's worth of diaries and logs in their entirety is no easy task.

Hui and Fang Hong tacitly avoided discussing taking pictures with a camera or similar device.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the third day that Hui stopped making the final copying.

With Ah Xin's barrier, nothing strange came to disturb them. The splashes and waves were all blocked by the barrier, and even the sounds of the rain and lightning were isolated.

As a guardian sequence within the conceptual sequence, it also demonstrated its due capabilities at this moment. This was not as Ah Xin had previously stated, that it could only eliminate anger, but no one delved into it further.

These days, who doesn't have something hidden away?

After Hui finished copying Fang Hong's and the others' logs and diaries, the convoy also confirmed its departure time.

Let's rest for another night and set off at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Although this place is shrouded in dark clouds, preventing sunlight from shining through and creating no distinction between day and night, the clocks still keep ticking, and time remains punctuated.

"Do you think we can get to the other side?" Hui and Chu Sheng squatted on the roof of the Netherworld Light vehicle, looking at the torrential rain outside the barrier and the water splashing and waves crashing against it.

Hui clearly remembered that when they first set up the barrier here, although there were splashes of water, it wasn't as turbulent as it is now, and the water level seemed to have risen considerably.

"What do you mean by 'the other side' or 'the other side'? What are you talking about?" Chu Sheng frowned, looking at the somewhat sentimental Captain Hui. "Just find a place and live a good life."

"Although I don't think that Dawn City really exists, the floating islands really do."

"According to your idea, you will most likely agree with An Xi's idea and search for the so-called Dawn City, but if you encounter a floating island along the way, you will settle on the floating island directly."

Upon hearing this, Hui nodded noncommittally and made no attempt to hide anything. "Try looking for it. If you can't find it or you encounter a floating island first, then go to the floating island."

"Anyway, the floating islands are wandering around everywhere, which doesn't conflict with the search for that City of Dawn."

At this point, he glanced at Chu Sheng, "Also, I'm not just agreeing."

“I told An Xi about this before.”

"It's not something shameful. I didn't tell you because I felt it was unnecessary."

"It's all a matter of luck anyway. I'll settle down in whichever place I end up in."

"Don't tell me that after encountering the floating island, your eagerness to upgrade to the ability to fly was purely to make up for your shortcomings."

"No?" Chu Sheng looked expressionlessly at the torrential rain outside the barrier.

"Hmph." Hui chuckled. "Although you may have that reason, your weakness of not being able to fly has been there for so long. If you wanted to fix that weakness, you would have done so long ago."

Chu Sheng neither admitted nor denied it; he simply remained silent, leaving it to the reader's guessing.

Seeing that Chu Sheng didn't speak, Hui didn't dwell on the topic any further, but instead sighed sentimentally again.

"Actually, there's something I haven't told you yet."

"I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng frowned slightly. "What is it? Perhaps I can offer some advice."

"Do you still remember Old Wang from the City of Machines?"

Chu Sheng: "."

"I don't have amnesia."

Hearing Chu Sheng's somewhat speechless tone, Hui ignored him and whispered, "Then you should remember what Old Wang told us about that future sequence ability user named Chen Shi."

Chu Sheng raised an eyebrow but didn't speak. Hui's voice continued, but it was very low. He said, "They communicated with the future and then moved from the future to the present through the attack of the strongest being in the future."

"A portion of the supernatural beings were imprisoned in the realm of the supernatural for a year, allowing many people who were supposed to die to survive."

"These are Mr. Wang's exact words."

"Can you calculate how much time has passed since the apocalypse began?"

"Three hundred and thirty-seven days."

"There are 28 days left until the end of the year."

Chu Sheng remained expressionless, but his ability to accurately state how much time remained until the year was up proved that he had kept this matter in mind.

Hearing his words, Captain Hui nodded and sighed, "Yes, there are only 28 days left until 365 days, less than a month left."

"So? What are you trying to say?" Chu Sheng asked, looking at him with a question in his eyes.

Hui chuckled twice upon hearing this, placed his hands behind him, and looked up at the torrential rain that was blocked by the barrier. "What I want to say is a premonition, or rather, an intuition."

"That's why I said I didn't know whether I should say it or not, and I didn't know if it was the right thing to do."

"When I learned from Old Wang that some of the strange things were sealed in the Ghost Realm, a thought popped into my head."

"This idea did not fade with time; on the contrary, it became clearer over time."

Chu Sheng frowned and looked at him, waiting for his next words.

Hui spread his hands, which were supporting him behind him, and lay down on the roof of the Netherworld Light's cargo truck, his eyes somewhat glazed.

"I don't know if this thought is right or wrong, I don't know why this thought came about, and I don't know why this thought can't be driven out of my mind."

His voice grew softer and softer, then he turned to look at Chu Sheng, his gaze becoming increasingly resolute.

"The end times haven't really begun yet!"

(End of this chapter)