Doomsday Sequence Convoy: I can upgrade supplies

Chapter 72 The Netherworld Bone Chariot may well take off!
the bus?
This is clearly a blood donation van!

Despite his inner grumbling, Chu Sheng could vaguely guess Li Daniu's sequence ability.

It's just a question of whether he can fuse the sacrificial offerings with extraordinary materials.

Besides Chu Sheng, Hui also came over at this time.

Since the bus had not yet been claimed as an owner, he naturally sensed the message of this sacrificial object.

"Chu Sheng, if only you could construct things so freely."

"Heh." Chu Sheng curled his lip. "If I had that ability, would you still be here to see me? I would have flown away in a plane long ago."

Upon hearing this, Hui thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement. "That's true. With your personality, if you could freely construct offerings like others, you probably wouldn't have bothered with the trouble of making vehicles."

"You will definitely get a plane up and running."

"Yes, why don't I have that ability?" Chu Sheng said, sounding somewhat disappointed.

While the upgrade ability allows for free combination of the appearance and structure of items, upgrading requires survival points.

Last time he upgraded the Netherworld Bone Chariot, his survival points were almost depleted. This time, he crashed into and killed quite a few monsters. With the survival points he had left from before, he only had a little over 70,000 survival points.

Seventy thousand survival points may sound like a lot, but in reality, it's not that many.

Ordinary items are of little use to him, but upgrading sacrificial items infused with extraordinary materials would consume too many survival points.

While survival points can be saved by collecting materials, building an airplane is still an astronomical expense.

It's much safer in the sky than on the ground.

While he couldn't rule out the possibility that some strange creatures could fly, he had never seen any flying creatures since the apocalypse.

But not having seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Ground-based aircraft are fine, but if you build a simple plane and then encounter trouble, you're doomed.

In other words, it's simply a matter of not liking something and not being able to produce what you do like.

"As long as I want to go, the road is right under my feet!"

Chu Sheng murmured softly.

Step by step, the Netherworld Bone Cart has evolved from a bicycle into a sidecar, then a pickup truck, then a truck, and now into the Netherworld Bone Cart capable of shielding life force and unleashing explosive speed.

Next, upgrade to the 100-ton king! Then equip it with wings!

One day we'll be able to fly!
With its current speed, the Netherworld Bone Chariot could easily be described as a land-based flying machine!
Seeing Chu Sheng's spirited demeanor, Hui didn't interrupt him. Instead, he toured the double-decker bus and then looked at the other two buses.

"You guys with sequence abilities are really something else. You can conjure up a sacrifice at the drop of a hat. A bus has fifty seats on one floor and a hundred people on two floors. It's outrageous!"

Hui couldn't help but complain as he got off the last bus.

Chu Sheng, having returned from his high-spirited state, nodded in agreement upon hearing Hui's words.

Let alone Captain Hui, even he sometimes finds it absurd when he fuses sacrificial offerings.

Just as the two were talking, a commotion arose not far away.

"You think this is yours just because you say so? I could say it's mine!"

A woman with a sharp and sarcastic look was clutching a bundle of noodles tightly to her chest.

Li Ling stood silently in front of her.

Wu Jie and Li Qian stood beside her, watching her in silence.

Hearing the commotion, the people around them immediately surrounded them, pointing and whispering, with the most comments coming from the mean-spirited woman who commented on Fu Shou'er's appearance.

A pretty girl stepped out from the crowd; even in the apocalypse, she had kept herself neat and tidy. "Yang Li, let's return their things. We just got off the bus; where are we going to get food?"

"Bullshit! This is what I saved up through my own frugality. You guys are poor, but does that mean everyone else is poor? Can't you just admit you're not good enough?!"

"There are no noodles on the bus!"

"You think you can just say you don't have it and then you don't?!"

"You are simply unreasonable!"

"Stop pretending to be a good person! I can't stand self-righteous bitches like you!"

The two started arguing, and more and more people gathered around.

"They really are a bunch of idiots," Chu Sheng muttered upon seeing this.

After a moment of silence, Hui agreed, "It seems the team will be a bit more lively from now on."

"But you shouldn't say that."

As Hui spoke, he pointed to the girl who looked rather pretty, "Take her for example. Both her parents died. She studied hard from a young age. Her grandparents were the only ones in her family who farmed. She got into a 985 university through her own efforts. She thought she could find a good job to repay her grandparents, but before she even started her second year of university, the end of the world came."

"But even in the apocalypse, their kindness did not diminish in the slightest, and they often gave their food to the children."

"That's just how people are. In the apocalypse, the good and the bad will all be revealed."

Hui continued, unaware that Chu Sheng's gaze towards him was somewhat strange.

He kept looking at the girl and talking, but didn't hear Chu Sheng speak. He turned his head in confusion and saw that Chu Sheng was several meters away from him.

"She's not your unrequited love, is she? You know so much about her?"

"Uh," Hui was a little embarrassed. "Sorry, it's a habit. I won't say it next time."

"Well, it's normal for a sequence to have slightly unusual abilities, right?"

He spoke with a strong sense of self-righteousness.

Then, as if he had just thought of something, he suddenly said seriously, "By the way, help me fuse a sacrificial object tomorrow. With that sacrificial object, I feel like I am complete."

"I heard that in ancient times, eunuchs would hang a 'gouba' (a type of ancient Chinese ornament) on the roof beam of their house so that they could look at it while they were alive and imagine the past, and then be buried with it to show that they were complete."

"Is your wholeness the same?"

"Go to hell, I'm not a eunuch." Hui cursed and continued, "You should still remember Zhou Dun's tortoise shell, right? My Bagua sequence is complete only if I use a tortoise shell as a sacrificial offering for fortune telling."

“Okay, bring it over tomorrow.” Chu Sheng naturally wouldn’t refuse a business that came to him.

The two exchanged a few minutes of words before parting ways.

Watching Hui's departing figure, Chu Sheng thoughtfully stroked his chin.

I guess I've taken the second step in this change?
If deciding to salvage one's reputation was the first step towards change, then joking around with the team members could be considered the second step.

Thinking about it, Chu Sheng stopped worrying about it; there was no point in dwelling on it too much.

Unseen by him, Hui's lips curled into a smile, his mood brightening slightly.

Meanwhile, ahead, the mean-spirited woman with Fu Shou'er's appearance was still arguing with the pretty girl.

But the girl's face was flushed red; she clearly couldn't win the argument, her face turning bright red with anger.

(End of this chapter)