Doomsday Sequence Caravan: I Have a Mechanical Heart

"Aren't you afraid of what happened before they appeared?" Su Mu frowned and reminded him.

"I've already spoken to them," Ling Hao explained. "They want to continue to follow us and be under our protection."

"Then they have to contribute one-tenth of their supplies, and every time they collect supplies in the future, they have to hand over one-tenth of them."

"We five will split these supplies equally."

"That's for the best." Su Mu was relieved to hear this. "Otherwise, they'll just think we're obligated to protect them."

"Sigh, I was a bit too naive before." Ling Hao sighed softly, then changed the subject, "So, how's the car?"

"Let's wait a bit," Su Mu said, pointing to his car. "It's just been modified and needs to rest for a while."

"Okay." Ling Hao smiled. "Then I'll have someone send over the payment for modifying your car."

A moment later, Ling Hao had someone bring over a backpack full of bread and biscuits, along with ten bottles of water and seven or eight pieces of chocolate. The person who brought it looked at Su Mu and said, "The captain said the backpack contains supplies we collected, and it's for you."

"The water and chocolate are your reward. If that's not enough, just name your price."

"That's fine." Su Mu nodded and said calmly, "Put it in the car for me."

While these things wouldn't have been worth much before the apocalypse, now each one is extremely precious, especially water. In this sandstorm-ridden weather, water is an especially vital resource.

Ling Hao sent ten bottles, which was already a very sincere gesture.

As for the vehicle Ling Hao wanted, the chassis frame was readily available. It only needed to be slightly modified in shape, and then the two vehicles could be spliced ​​together. Finally, the metal from the protective cover could be used to make a larger covered truck bed.

Su Mu thought of something and looked at An Xin, who had been following him, "Oh right, the bullets you asked for haven't been made yet."

"No rush," An Xin said with a faint smile.

"Let's make it now," Su Mu said, finding some metal plates. "Otherwise, we'll forget again."

Half a minute later, five fully loaded magazines appeared in his hands.

An Xin took them and suddenly asked a strange question, "Are there gunpowder in these bullets?"

"What do we need gunpowder for?" Su Mu was taken aback. "It's useless against those strange creatures."

"I understand." An Xin suddenly realized that although these bullets no longer contained gunpowder, they were filled with the energy of that blue flame, which was enough.

"You should go back first," Su Mu said again. "I'm going to test drive my car and also drain the fuel from the other cars' tanks."

"Okay," An Xin replied, turning around and going back inside the metal protective shield.

Su Mu sat down in the driver's seat of his SUV, turned the key, and the engine roared to life. The car sped out of the sand dune and headed towards the highway.

After a test drive, he couldn't help but pat the steering wheel and exclaim, "Having a car is so comfortable! I won't have to struggle to get around anymore."

Back near the metal shield, Su Mu parked the car but didn't get out. His gaze fell on the crossbow with arm guards.

Now that his strength and speed have increased more than tenfold, he can try close combat, and he can also manufacture automatic rifles. Therefore, this arm guard crossbow is no longer of much use.

However, it's still a bit of a pity to give up like this, after all, this was his first weapon, and he really liked crossbows, otherwise he wouldn't have kept carrying it instead of using a pistol.

Su Mu reached out and touched the arm guard crossbow, then took it off his arm, sighing, "I'll keep it as a souvenir!"

After saying that, he put the crossbow with arm guards into the glove compartment in front of the passenger seat.

He got out of the car, picked up a piece of sheet metal and transformed it into an iron bucket, along with a hand-cranked fuel extractor. Then he went from car to car, extracting all the fuel and adding it to his fuel tank.

If they encounter a car that is severely damaged during the journey, they will secretly store the good steel inside into their space to prepare for the manufacture of automatic rifles.

He also plans to forge a Tang sword to try close combat.

After lunch

Su Mu was resting in his car when he suddenly noticed something. He quickly opened his eyes and saw Cheng Jun's big face pressed against the window, grinning foolishly at him. Su Mu pursed his lips, rolled down the window, and...

"You're awake. How are you recovering?"

"I've almost recovered." Cheng Jun nodded, chuckled, and added, "Nice car."

"That's right, look who made it." Su Mu raised an eyebrow and smiled smugly.

"Um, I've run out of knives." Cheng Jun changed the subject abruptly, "Could you forge me another one?"

"How big do you want?" Su Mu replied.

"It still needs to be that big," Cheng Jun said. "When I'm not using it, I'll put it in the RV."

"Alright!!" Su Mu stretched. "Go find some steel, bring it to me and I'll deform it for you."

"What about the compensation?" Cheng Jun asked again.

"Just give it to me." Su Mu thought for a moment, "Do you have anything good to eat, like chicken legs, braised eggs or something? Give me some."

"No problem." Cheng Jun nodded. "Just wait."

Two minutes later, he brought ten braised eggs, five chicken legs, and a piece of sheet metal about two or three meters in size.

Su Mu deftly transformed Cheng Jun into a broadsword over two meters long, then picked up a braised egg and tore it open. "Haven't had this in a long time, tsk tsk, it's still so fragrant."

"If you're finished eating, come get some more from me." Cheng Jun picked up the broadsword and slung it over his shoulder. "I still have quite a few left."

"I'll give you three bottles of water in exchange for one."

"No problem!!" Su Mu said, giving Cheng Jun an OK sign.

An hour later, the convoy finally set off.

Before setting off, Su Mu borrowed the protective cover and modified it into a truck that was over ten meters long, with the cargo bed alone measuring ten meters long and over two meters wide. There was also an arched tin canopy to shelter it from the wind and rain.

Fifty or sixty people sat inside, and it didn't feel crowded at all.

The trucks were driven by several of Ling Hao's close associates, who followed at the back of the convoy.

Su Mu drove his SUV, following behind Cheng Jun's RV. But he looked a little awkward because there was a beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat.

It was An Xin!

Just as he was about to leave, An Xin suddenly came to his car and said she wanted to come with him.

This left Su Mu somewhat puzzled, but he didn't refuse.

The car started, one person was driving, and the other was sitting in the passenger seat looking outside. For a moment, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Unable to bear the awkward atmosphere any longer, Su Mu turned to look at An Xin and asked, "How could Yuyao bear to let you come here?"

"She's sleeping," An Xin said softly.

"So, is there something you need from me?" Su Mu asked after a moment of silence.

"Don't you remember me at all?" An Xin looked over and asked softly, her tone tinged with disappointment.

"Have we met before?" Su Mu was stunned. His mind raced, but he couldn't recall anyone named An Xin.