Doomsday Sequence Convoy: I can upgrade supplies

Chapter 291 The Wisdom of Survival, Zhuo Wu's Worries!
South of the Endless Volcanoes.

It was a little after five in the morning, but the sky was already bright.

Since the apocalypse, weather and time can no longer be calculated entirely according to the twenty-four solar terms.

Even any method of dating on Earth is no longer applicable.

This place may be extremely cold, but the next area may be extremely hot or experience a tsunami. Nobody knows what the next area will be like.

So even though it's winter according to Earth's timeline, the endless volcanoes still maintain the same amount of daylight as in summer.

It's even longer than the daylight hours in summer.

It was past 8 p.m. and the sky was still dusk, while the sun had already slowly appeared around 4 a.m.

Chu Sheng got off the vehicle from the Netherworld Light, glanced at the survivors watching him from afar, but ignored them and walked directly towards Xingzi and the others' black-hearted fish car.

After Chu Sheng appeared, the noise from the survivors who had gotten up and were trying to find food in the flowing lava was immediately silenced.

They all looked at Chu Sheng with fear and dread.

They already knew what happened yesterday. At Hui's suggestion, Cheng Xue explained to them that Xiao Ling was a Sequence Ability User who was hiding to cause trouble, which is why they killed her.

However, despite the explanation, in the preconceived notions of these survivors, Chu Sheng was still a demon who could not be provoked.

Of course, not all survivors were like that. The survivors who had just joined the team were also afraid of Chu Sheng, but not that much. They just felt that they couldn't provoke Chu Sheng.

The protection Zhuo Wu provided them was quite effective.

Although migration and constant escapes were unavoidable, and they would occasionally encounter bizarre attacks, overall, they were much better off than the survivors in the caravan.

At the same time, because Zhuo Wu didn't put any pressure on them, they simply called him Boss Zhuo and praised him under Zeng Lei's leadership.

Therefore, these survivors did not have a clear understanding of those with sequence abilities.

Overall, they can be considered the team that has preserved the most pre-apocalyptic habits.

Even the official Spark Base might not be as good as theirs, at least not in the Mechanical City.

A group of survivors who were rummaging through lava, trying to find the three creatures mentioned by the survivors who had just joined the convoy, breathed a sigh of relief when they realized that Chu Sheng was not paying attention to them.

Among them, the survivor named Wu Ge looked around at the convoy of survivors who dared not even breathe, and then at Zhou Dun and the others who had not looked up and showed little fear, searching through the lava the whole time, and he was somewhat curious.

"Aren't you scared?" Angkor walked up to them curiously and asked, "They all look very scared."

As he spoke, he pointed to some other survivors.

The two groups of survivors are roughly equal in number, but at present, the differences are still quite obvious.

Upon hearing his words, Zhou Dun, who was searching for food in the lava with his sacrificial Tang sword, paused, looked up at him, then at the panicked survivors, and shook his head.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

He paused, looked at the muscular and tall Wu Ge, and said, "As long as you don't provoke Chu Sheng and the others in the caravan, you don't need to worry about what they will do to you."

"What you need to worry about are the survivors around you, and the strange things the convoy might encounter."

"However, generally speaking, there are rules in the team, so it is relatively safe. Only when some people really have nothing to eat will they think of disobeying the team's rules."

Having been in the caravan for so long, and with Cheng Xue occasionally providing them with information, Zhou Dun and his companions had long since developed a set of survival methods within the caravan.

Upon hearing Zhou Dun's words, Wu Meng and Wu Jie, who were not far ahead, also turned their heads to look at them.

Wu Meng said, "Actually, the only thing to worry about is the supernatural. In fact, most of the supernatural won't even get close to the convoy. They'll be killed as soon as the convoy discovers them."

"The Sequence Abilities in the team are quite strong. There are four Sequence Seven Ability Users, and the rest are all Sequence Eight Ability Users."

Upon hearing their words, Angkor nodded thoughtfully, then scratched his head like a simpleton, "I see, you guys know so much."

As he spoke, he extended a hand to Zhou Dun, "My name is Wu Mao. Let's get to know each other and help each other out in the future?"

Zhou Dun was taken aback when he saw the outstretched hand. It seemed like he hadn't seen such a greeting in a long time. However, he didn't stay stunned for long and extended his own hand to shake hands with the other person.

“My name is Zhou Dun. In front of me are Wu Jie and Wu Meng, who are siblings. We also have two teammates, but they are making breakfast.”

He briefly explained their situation, and Wu Mao nodded, glanced at them again, and then didn't bother them any further. "I won't disturb you any longer. We can talk later."

"Mm." Zhou Dun nodded, and then he, Wu Meng, and Wu Jie watched Wu Mao leave together.

"Brother Zhou, why are you talking to him so much? Didn't you say to be careful of other people?" Wu Jie asked Zhou Dun in a low voice after Wu Mao had left a distance.

Zhou Dun glanced at Wu Jie and shook his head. "Let your sister talk to you."

"Huh?" Wu Jie was taken aback, then looked at Wu Meng beside him in confusion.

Wu Meng sighed, "What we need to be careful of are the survivors in the convoy; they are the most dangerous group."

“Although some people joined the convoy yesterday, they were clearly being protected, and their actions and behavior were quite civilized.”

"Ordinary survivors are like Native Americans compared to white people; in the past, they would have had their scalps cut off." "So it's important to maintain good relations with them. While we need to be wary of other survivors, we can't isolate ourselves either."

"Don't forget how Xiaoxue got to know us. If we hadn't been involved back then, would Xiaoxue still be helping us like this now?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Jie suddenly realized, "I understand now, that's why Brother Zhou told him so much about the team."

"Mm." Wu Meng nodded.

After leaving Zhou Dun and the others, Wu Mao did not stay among the survivors, but instead boarded a bus.

Inside the bus, Zeng Lei and Zhuo Wu were eating instant noodles.

This was obtained by Zhuo Wu in exchange for several cleansing talismans from Ah Xin and Zhu Qing.

"Damn it, bro, this is real food! What the hell were we eating before!" Zeng Lei cursed as he ate.

"If it weren't for this packet of instant noodles, I would have almost forgotten what normal food is."

Zhuo Wu didn't say anything, he just kept eating his instant noodles with his head down.

However, the two stopped what they were doing after Wu Mao got into the car.

Zhuo Wu looked at Wu Mao and took out a packet of instant noodles and a few compressed biscuits from the bag next to him. "Here you go."

Upon seeing this, Wu Mao's eyes lit up. He then steadily caught the instant noodles and compressed biscuits, and grinned at Zhuo Wu and Zeng Lei.

"Stop laughing, tell me what happened?"

Zhuo Wu ate the instant noodles and soup in the bowl, then looked at Wu Mao and spoke.

"Boss Zhuo, I've pretty much figured it out. There might still be some things I don't know, but there shouldn't be many."

As he spoke, he didn't dare to continue talking nonsense when he saw Zeng Lei next to Zhuo Wu clenching his fists. Instead, he said directly, "This convoy should be fine."

“I asked a lot of people, and they all said that the team usually doesn’t encounter any danger, and the rules in the team are the same as what you told me.”

"that is."

He hesitated for a moment, glanced cautiously at Zhuo Wu, and then mustered his courage to speak.

"It's that guy named Chu Sheng, the one with the white hair. Everyone says he's very fierce and kills people at the drop of a hat."

"They're practically describing him as a demon incarnate."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhuo Wu. Seeing that Zhuo Wu didn't react much, his heart calmed down.

He had seen Boss Zhuo chatting happily with that guy named Chu Sheng, and he was afraid that Zhuo would think he was stirring up trouble.

"In that case, we should be able to stay in this convoy." Zhuo Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing his words, Wu Mao scratched his head and then continued, "However, not everyone says that Chu Sheng is a demon. A few people told me that as long as I don't provoke the sequence ability users in the caravan, I will be fine, so there is no need to be afraid of Chu Sheng."

"They also said that it was safe in the convoy, and that no one would usually break the rules unless they ran out of food, and that unless there was a very strong supernatural phenomenon, ordinary people would not be affected by it."

"That's all the information I have."

Zhuo Wu nodded and tossed another packet of instant noodles over. "I know. You should also pay attention and keep an eye on things. Once my car is fixed, we'll switch to another car and stop squeezing onto the bus with them."

"Okay." Wu Mao left happily with two packets of instant noodles and a few compressed biscuits.

He's going to go and really taste the additives.

The West can lose Jerusalem, but humanity must never lose additives.

This is the source of the deliciousness of food.

After Wu Mao got out of the car, Zhuo Wu lay back in his chair and let out a heavy sigh.

Only now can he finally put his mind at ease.

Although he knew beforehand that the team wasn't a bad thing, he still couldn't put his mind at ease until he was truly certain.

Actually, he had a lot of confidence in the team before.

But as a result, after joining the team, he held a short meeting, and after the meeting, he killed someone.

What was once confidence has turned into trepidation.

However, after Wu Mao inquired about the survivors, he still chose to believe them.

At the very front of the convoy, Anxi and Xingzi were arguing, while Ah Xin watched the show from the sidelines. Qingqing escaped from Fang Hong's clutches and transformed into a little dragon, clapping in the sky.

Old Man Li, Team Leader Hui, and Chu Sheng sat at a table with several of Cheng Xue's secret recipe dishes on it.

(End of this chapter)